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A MILLION RAYS
03:35
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In the heart of winter, I lay sick and diseased
Among my frozen dreams
Waiting for the sunlight to take away the freeze
And turn whispers into screams
One ray
Ten rays
A million rays will fire me up again
It’s dark and cold now, I’m numb inside and out
As I look out to the street
Waiting for the first light, to start thinking about
How to get back on my feet
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HOPE IS ON VACATION
03:11
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Staring at the walls in my living room
Covered by a cloud of heavy gloom
I have been feeling like this for a while
And I think that I can guess why I can’t even smile
It is because hope is on vacation
Leaving me with sorrow and resignation
It is because hope is on vacation
Now my only company is alienation
Dancing every day with negativity
Feeling like my heart is in captivity
Mountains of depression are hiding the light
And I think I know why I will be drinking tonight
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THREE CHORD WEAPON
03:21
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Life is a warzone and I know it too well
I’ve spent years surviving in this hell
Armed with a sound which makes my spirit swell
My weapon, my weapon
Three fucking chords, my weapon of choice
My truth expressed with a gravel voice
A simple beat and a lot of noise
My weapon, my weapon
I’ve got my three chord weapon tonight
I’ve got my three chord weapon tonight
I’ve got my three chord weapon and I’m gonna set my world alight
Tsunamis of distortion crash into war
Against a world that I can’t take any more
Guerilla strikes is what I’m going for
My weapon, my weapon
An endless conflict with no respite
Against a life that doesn’t seem right
I’m using all my arsenal tonight
My weapon, my weapon
I’ve got my three chord weapon tonight
I’ve got my three chord weapon tonight
I’ve got my three chord weapon and I’m gonna set the world alight
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4. |
THE BROKE
03:57
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We are broke, the underclass
Empty pockets, empty hearts
Future looks like broken glass
Hand to mouth via the ass
Stray ghosts on the dirty city streets
Marching to a nihilistic beat
Living on the outskirts of defeat
Misery that stinks like rotting meat
We’re the broke, we’re in despair
Smell the hatred in the air
We’re the broke, we’re everywhere
Born to stand in disrepair
We are broke and we eat our pain
Blood and bruises, our only gain
Burning eyes in the pouring rain
Losers on a crashing train
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5. |
FADING LIGHT
02:41
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I look around and I see faces
Faces scarred by this life
A social system of injustice
Killing hopes, crushing lives
We sail through seas of sunken sorrows
Holding with might, a fading light
We thought that peace would lead tomorrow
But reality cuts like a knife….like a knife
Broken dreams, broken strings
The story of our lives
We lost our way to redemption town
So now we follow…
A fading light!
I look around and I see hatred
Frantic rage, hopeless cries
A holy war that never ended
We pray and watch the bullets fly
We sail through seas of sunken sorrows
Holding with might, a fading light
We thought that peace would lead tomorrow
But reality cuts like a knife….like a knife
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PENNIES IN THE GUTTER
03:42
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I was walking down the road, I saw a hole in the street with a bright light from inside
I thought to myself “Is this a sign from God or maybe from the other side?”
“Maybe the angels up in heaven are finally by my side”
“They led me to this treasure well”, so I jumped inside to find
Pennies in the gutter
My friend, can’t you see?
It was pennies in the gutter
There’s no miracles here for you and me
For a second there, I thought I had it made, no more 9 to 5 for me
No more slaving day and night for the man, time to set me free
You see, baby, it ain’t easy to leave the rat race behind
We are stuck here fighting day by day and this is all we ever find
We find pennies in the gutter
My friend, can’t you see?
It’s just pennies in the gutter
There’s no miracles here for you and me
So, if you’re walking down the road and you see a hole with a light coming from inside
Remember my words, don’t be a fool, there’s nothing there to find
You see the lion’s share was given to the few at the start of times
We gotta make do with our hearts and hopes
Cause this is all they left behind
They left pennies in the gutter
My friend, can’t you see?
It’s just pennies in the gutter
That’s what’s left here for you and me
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The year was 2010
And time was up by then
It signalled the descent
Into despair
Spiral into the void
A shitstorm we could not avoid
A generation was destroyed
As the airwaves blared
You know that things can only now get bitter, get bitter!
Life through a financial meltdown
Feels like we’re floating half-drowned
Bowing to a neo-liberal crown
Chained to a debt
Four hundred billion reasons
To see no change in seasons
A future with no vision
And a veiled threat
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WEIGHT
03:21
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Here I stand again after all this time
Testifying my truth in the form of rhyme
Wearing scars and smiles under a coat of grime
A life of pain and joy, clearly undefined
As the burden of the years
Shapes my view with no veneer
I shall carry all this weight
Which I cannot abnegate
Falling down, getting up again
Soaring high, diving into pain
No redemption, no clean slate
Carrying all this fucking weight
Here I go again, like many times before
Drifting and reflecting, always and forevermore
I had my share of living, looking for a little more
Taking my battered soul further into its core
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THE BASTARD
03:16
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The hellraiser was built for speed
A damaged case like you and me
White leather boots, hat, a bullet belt
A pack of smokes, jack and coke, no regrets
This one goes to the bastard, chief of the boogie, the ace of spades
This one goes to the bastard, he lived to win, make no mistake
The Bastard! don’t forget
The Bastard!
Was fast and loose and wasted no time
Seek dirty love and that’s what you’ll find
Played from the heart till the end of time
When death came looking I know he smiled
This one goes to the bastard, chief of the boogie, the ace of spades
This one goes to the bastard, he lived to win, make no mistake
The Bastard! don't forget
The Bastard!
He shook the world and he took the blame
Gave snakebite love and got love for sale
Fast, Filthy, Wurzell, Wizzo and Dee
Stone deaf forever for eternity
This one goes to the Bastards, kings of the boogie, aces and eights
This one goes to the Bastards, they lived to win, make no mistake
The Bastards! don't forget
The bastards!
Don’t forget, the snaggletooth
Don’t forget, born to lose
Don’t forget, the speedfreak
Never forget LEMMY!
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Hey now! Here comes the rage again
Hey now! Just like a bullet train
Hey now! It’s coursing through my veins
A flood of manic ire
Hey now! I see red all around
Hey now! I hear a buzzing sound
I’m gonna shake the ground
Destruction’s my desire
One hundred thousand shitty days
But something snapped inside today
The world is gonna have to pay
Just get the fuck out of my way
Here comes the rage again and again!
I’m about to detonate my brain
Here comes the rage again and again!
Six, five, four, three, two, one, go!
Hey now! Out with a baseball bat
Hey now! I’m like a rabid rat
Hey now! I’m gonna knock you flat
And smash whatever’s near me
Hey now! The anger’s flooding out
Hey now! Convulsing as I shout
Hey now! Resentment swallows doubt
For once you’re gonna fear me
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THE ANTINORMALS Athens, Greece
The ANTINORMALS are a punk rock trio from Athens/Greece. The bands first full length LP was released in 2021.
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