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New Town Dream (Version)
01:31
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THAT’S HIM ON THE DAFT STUFF AGAIN
Not trying to be nosy but
what’s up wi your mate
seen him through his window
in a catatonic state
Never puts his bins out on the right day
that’s him on the daft stuff again
Got a taxi to the bookies
just the other day
eats every meal from
a different takeaway
Where’s he getting the money from,
who’s to say?
think he’s dealing the daft stuff again
Intent to supply - the daft stuff
People come and go
at all times of the night
his mother was a fine woman
she tried to keep him right
since she’s been away
the house is a right bloomin sight
since he’s been on the daft stuff again
That’s him on the daft stuff etc
That’s him on the daft stuff again
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WISH YOU WERE HERE
Dear Gary,
I wish you were here
I’ve been saving for this
all year
two weeks in the sun and sand
all that’s missing
is you by my side
Dear Gary,
I’ve made some friends here
we dance and drink sangria
don’t worry it’s just for fun
I’ll be home soon
I know you’re the one
Sorry Gary, this postcard is late
I’ll be quick
I don’t wanna make Pedro wait
Please Gary, don’t try to phone
Dear Gary,
I’m not coming home
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4. |
Stop The Bypass
02:21
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STOP THE BYPASS
This street is an
autonomous zone
this street is occupied land
this street is not for sale
and these are our demands
We don’t want your city bypass
we don’t want your motorway
we don’t want your
pedestrian precinct
we don’t want your
nuclear trains
We’ll chain ourselves to tractors
build houses in the trees
your world is flat black tarmac
ours is the air we breathe
We don’t want your city bypass
we don’t want your motorway
we don’t want your
pedestrian precinct
we don’t want your
nuclear trains
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Travel Agent's Windows
02:52
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TRAVEL AGENT’S WINDOWS
Is it worth it to
try to get ahead?
you see what they’ve become,
you’d sooner stay in bed
You tried to do what
they wanted you to do
cut your hair, wore a tie,
went to school
Walk around at lunchtime
in the rain
your chips are getting soggy,
that’s 50p down the drain
staring at the posters in the travel agent’s windows
planning on making
your escape
What’s the point of
staying here all your days?
get your own concrete box
where the streets
all look the same
it’s time to get away,
get away from here
take me to Ibiza,
take me to Marbella
Walk around at lunchtime
in the rain
your chips are getting soggy,
that’s 50p down the drain
staring at the posters in the travel agent’s windows
planning on making
your escape
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Chaos At The Jasmine
02:30
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CHAOS AT THE JASMINE
After the disco, after the gig
anytime you want it,
It always does the trick
Wig out at the Jasmine,
Cokes are on me
Chips and curry sauce from
your favourite takeaway
If you’re late for closing time,
go around the back
if Mr. Wong’s still in there,
he’ll sort you out a batch
all the way from Hong Kong.
he’s lived in S.F.
now he’s got a wife and kids
and he’s New Town’s
favourite chef
You can keep your pizzas,
don’t give me no kebab
Davie’s on a diet,
he’ll have egg fried rice instead
chaos at the Jasmine,
Cokes are on me
chips and curry sauce from
your favourite takeaway
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Last Orders
02:27
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LAST ORDERS
Smashed your face through the window at closing time
to demand another drink
threw your bike through
a car windscreen
cos they nearly hit you at a light
took on half a rugby team
cos one of them spilled your pint
always the first one to start a fuss
but at least you were one of us
Last orders
It’s closing time
Last orders
Once the daft stuff took its toll
your life it got quite dark
remember that time the
missing records
turned up in your flat
pointed fingers and allegations
then someone got stabbed
always the first one to start a fuss
but at least you were one of us
Last orders
It’s closing time
Last orders
Last time i saw you
you looked right past me
like i wasn’t there
old friends say they cross the street
to keep out of your way
the news didn’t come out of the blue but
i never thought it would
happen to you
now there’s a little girl at your funeral
that’s never going to know you
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STEVEN PROCTOR, BUS CONDUCTOR
The bus conductor faces life
through rain streaked windows
under sodium lights
All day long he suffers public abuse
hanging off the back
choking on diesel fumes
Funny guy sitting up the stair
“What d’you do if you canny get the fair?”
Step off the bus at the end of the line
Sheila’s waiting with dinner
and a bottle of wine
An inviting glow shines from the tote
surely just one race, it couldn’t hurt?
It couldn’t hurt
Steven Proctor, bus conductor
lost all the fares on an accumulator
Now he’s reached the final stop
begging for coins outside the shops
Steven Proctor bus conductor
lost all the fares on an accumulator
Now he’s reached the end of the line
his days are lost to the Lanliq wine
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THE IRON THAT NEVER SWUNG
We’ve got the numbers
we’ve got matching jumpers
we get ourselves out of the rough
only to land in the bunker
They took the piss, they laughed themselves hoarse
can’t have a club without a course
the corporate game can go to hell
we’re going to do it ourselves
Off the nightshift or off the line
off the tee or on the back nine
this is where i find myself
this belongs to no one else
Here’s the birdie that never flew
Here’s the tree that never
blocked the view
Here’s the iron that never swung,
the green that never saw a hole in one
What’s a golfer without a club
we had the plans all drawn up
Got a petition, the town all signed up
a fundraiser tug of war with the rugby club
All the effort was in vain
we lost our land to eminent domain
the council put a new motorway
where there should’ve been a fairway
here’s the birdie that never flew
here’s the tree that never
blocked the view
here’s the iron that never swung
never going to see a hole in one
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How Did I Get Here
02:06
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HOW DID I GET HERE?
I used to elevate an entire island with music. Gradually bring a thousand beautiful sweaty bodies to an ecstatic crescendo as the Balearic sunrise crept over the horizon.
Now i have to venture blinking into the bleaching afternoon sun, hungover but anxiously sober.
Barely keeping it together while I play novelty house versions of cartoon theme tunes for timeshare toddlers.
Their yummy mummies stand around and gossip with their all-inclusive cocktails, pausing to gawp at their rhythm-deprived mutant offspring.
They don’t even notice me over here behind ma decks. If they glance over they don’t see the flaxen haired golden god of the turntables I was twenty year ago. Just another paunchy middle aged ex raver with nowhere to go.
How did I get here?
DJ at the mini-disco?
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11. |
Substitute Teacher
01:41
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SUBSTITUTE TEACHER
He’s a s-s-s-substitute teacher
he writes his name on the board
he’ll be gone tomorrow
the kids don’t wanna know
Part time invigilator
he’s into getting extra-curricular
he’s got no passion for mathematics
after work he’s into amateur dramatics
You might have seen him in
Death of a Salesman
you might have seen him in
Pirates of Penzance
he was a triumph in the Scottish play
he’s only here for a day
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Phantom Arcade
04:02
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PHANTOM ARCADE
I fell through a hole
in the leisureland roof
when I woke up
I thought I’d time traveled
back to my youth
All those video games
sitting unplayed
a delinquent’s marie celeste
a phantom arcade
I hatched a plan and
came back with a van
it took all night and i t
hrew my back out
got all the games back to my lockup
Keep it hush for a while
then punt them on one at a time
worth a fortune
on the collectors market
Flashing blue lights just my luck
half ton of copper in the back of the truck
“Right China, out the car
you’ve been up on the roofs again son”
the game was over, i got done
Six months at her majesty’s pleasure
spent dreaming of my lockup leisureland
I’ll get the highest score when i get out
This is my chance to cash out
Get myself away to Spain
get away from the misery and rain
buy myself a wee taverna
a bar on the beach at Marbella
Free at last and up the stairs
to the flat
open the door to all the post
on the mat
on the top, a letter
from the council
what now, raising the rent bill?
“Dear Mr Borthwick,
we hereby serve notice
to accommodate the
new town development
we’re widening the motorway
affecting premises adjacent
if you have property in the lockups
in 30 days they will be demolished
apologies for the inconvenience
kind regards from new town council”
I dropped the letter and
ran down the stair
across the estate
but the lockups weren’t there
just some bulldozers
trawling over the debris
Is that a joystick poking out of the
wreckage?
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13. |
Leisureland
02:26
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LEISURELAND
She’s been down these
pebbledash lanes
a thousand times,
and they still look the same
Spraypaint names on top of names
the ones that she remembers,
she’d just as soon forget
Oaths and threats, imprudent bets
Love and war and hate
Territorial initials and misplaced faith
Not much to do around here after dark
jump in your mini metro,
race around the park
Nothing to do around here after dark
wrap the swings in the playground
where that kid got found
All of life, it happens here
in the light outside the Spar
across the road, the neon sign
for Leisureland still glows
they forgot to turn it off
when it closed
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