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by The Funeral Crasher

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Six Ways From Sunday So are you sitting comfortably and are you finally getting warm? Did you get your shit together in the calm before the storm? Or did you get so full of hate? That you couldn’t see it straight? And has insanity become the norm? Are you all stocked up with popcorn to see the tragedy unfold? Are you thinking for yourself or are you doing what you’re told? Is it ever gonna stop? Will the penny ever drop? Has it already been bought and sold? We got Six Ways from Sunday for exacting retribution We got Six Ways from Sunday to erode the constitution We got Six Ways from Sunday…will we even get to Monday? We got Six Ways to throw it all away...
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Behind the Makeup If I look behind the makeup Tell me what I’ll find Flailing fists and housing lists You‘ve got to leave behind Tip-toe Down the stairs You leave a note But no one cares Waving your life goodbye When they look behind the make up They often hit a wall It takes a certain kind of dog To understand the call The cycle begins again a magnet for repellent men Waving your life goodbye Kids in pyjamas Carried out a search They first heard of heaven Crying in an a mostly empty church When they scrubbed off all the makeup They found the girl had gone Anything she’d ever been Had been hidden for so long Smashed by The hand of fate Her reconstruction Comes too late Waving your life goodbye
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Government Surplus Now I'm government surplus No longer required Seems that my civil circus Membership has expired I hear the national anthems And I choke on the tunes Unless I misunderstand them They're gonna send in the goons My security clearance And my future's withdrawn My disappearance Surprises no-one I came up with the facts Instead of the goods The dark actor acts And I'm dead in the woods They wouldn’t dare have an inquest In case questions are asked And most people lose interest Before the monster's unmasked You can always recycle The honour you gave Like St George and St Michael Were just a pawn and a knave Death is a picnic compared to the pain What I was proud of now feels like a stain They called me distinguished On Her Majesty's list Then they had me extinguished With a trick of the wrist...
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A Walk In The Park They’re re-assembling F-Troop And you can’t ignore the sign You saddle up the Honda and cross the county line There are witnesses to silence and scandals to avoid But it all comes back to haunt you in that set-piece Polaroid Names and dates and licence plates Whispers in the Dark With absent friends the story ends with a Walk in the Park She used to have the sweetest kiss not just the cruellest tongue A friendship spilling over when the body count was young A gunshot splits the afternoon but no-one hears a sound You know you’re in too deep when your feet won't touch the ground Names and dates and licence plates Whispers in the Dark With absent friends the story ends with a Walk in the Park You don't need Hubbles telescope to see right through the fog If you want a friend in Washington You better get a dog Names and dates and licence plates Whispers in the Dark With absent friends the story ends with a Walk in the Park
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Say Something Happened Fingertips on photographs like floodgates Reverse-engineering broken dreams Nightmares are much easier to live with Cos everything’s exactly as it seems What are you going to do...say something happened? When everything you have just slips away What are you going to do...say something happened? Something happens every single day... Memories are slipped back into shadows Throats are cleared and tears are quickly dried It’s a long way from the moment that it kills you To the moment that the headstone says you died What are you going to do...say something happened? When everything you have just slips away What are you going to do...say something happened? Something happens every single day...
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The Fox That Came To Stay Surfaced in the Lebanon Captivating everyone The socialites were all switched on With effortless panache Looking, somehow, strangely cute Dressed only in your birthday suit Became the toast of old Beirut Making quite a splash The sound of laughter fills the air But trails away when you’re not there Nonchalant and debonair At everyone’s request Eloquent and so discreet That hearts and minds both skip a beat Enough to sweep us off our feet Just like all the rest Everyone fell Under your spell And loved every day Since you came our way You played it so well That no one could tell And couldn’t say What price we’d pay For taking in the fox that came to stay Nothing happens happenstance Someone given half a chance Starts makes the shadows dance On a mission of their own So our best friend and nemesis Is vacating the premises To leave behind an awful mess The like we’ve never known Everyone fell Under your spell And been crushed since the day That you sailed away You played it so well That no one could tell And wouldn’t say What price we paid For taking in the fox that came to stay
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Whiskey Tango Foxtrot If you don’t want to have nightmares you should look away now all you’d been taught to believe in will be leaving anyhow you can sit in your favourite armchair frantically mopping your brow at the ritual self-destruction of another sacred cow when you seem to encounter corruption whichever way that you turn in a car park south of the river the only lesson to learn Is that vengeance is fire and brimstone and only the innocent burn it’s the long arm that steadies the cradle and nurtures the darkest of arts the charade of an investigation won’t add up to the sum of its parts make it look like the work of a madman endowed with the hardest of hearts and the demon barflies of Fleet Street were in it all right from the start If you’re desperate for something to cling to in the hope that it’s something it’s not then I’ve got some bad news to bring you we’re the land that justice forgot and the bystanders witness the car-crash of the finest that England has got Whiskey...Tango...Foxtrot
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All The Things You Love...
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Outnumbered, But Never Out Clashed Jonesy says to Joe You wanna join the show? Strummer says OK Paul learns to play Terry is gone Topper comes along And Bernie can’t do right for doing wrong Signed off the dole Out on parole Take it on trust Sandy bites the dust And there’s Johnny Green He helps to keep things mean and fires up the heart attack machine Kings for a day The US of A Ran out of road Watched it explode Too perfect to last too much for the past Outnumbered but never out Clashed I don’t trust them but I trust you... And all those years gone by... I see it, I hear it, I don’t even have to try Much too perfect to last Outnumbered but never out Clashed Much too much for the past Outnumbered but never out Clashed
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The Spy Who Stayed Out In The Cold Born in the cruellest of towns I swallow up all that surrounds Disgust for the cruelty of kings Destined for nobler things My loyalty is not to be sold Can’t buy me with silver or gold I’m gathering moss One last bridge to cross I’m the spy who stayed out in the cold My life IS my disguise They taught me to steal with my eyes Followed wherever i go Can anyone say that they know... My loyalty is not to be sold Can’t buy me with silver or gold I’m gathering moss One last bridge to cross I’m the spy who stayed out in the cold
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Different Train on a Different Track Deals are brokered fates are sealed Hearts are broken over track and field Make sure the devil gets his due Coming soon to a town near you Out of the sky on a Sunday night Secret cargo on a scheduled flight Threats identified hit the road Drop zone compromised lock and load Had the wind been blowing a different way Had you ventured out on a different day Had you never angered the men in black But there’s a different train on a different track Emergency over enemies found Couple of kids goofing around Easily neutralised admittedly crude Witnesses silenced...objective secured Mission accomplished tie up loose ends The end of the line for a couple of friends Murder scene covered up tragedy staged The war on truth continually waged Had the wind been blowing a different way Had you ventured out on a different day Had you never angered the men in black But there’s a different train on a different track
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Imagine My Surprise Imagine my surprise When I looked into your eyes And saw what you want to see And it didn’t look like me Though I appreciate your efforts to disguise It’s like seeing some old friend I hoped I’d never see again I don’t know him anymore I keep showing him the door But i know that he’ll be with me til the end Recriminations now commence but I’ll say this in my defence it was my name that was missed off everybody’s list until we were overtaken by events...

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released July 29, 2018

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