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Apathy>Empathy
02:39
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Five digits, two hands,
One brain, but that's enough to think,
That's enough to destroy,
Why do we continue to live,
In a world that doesn't give,
A fuck about it's fellow man, man?
Well, I've got problems with my shitty life,
And you've got problems too,
We've all got problems with our shitty lives,
And that's what stops us breaking though,
Yeah, I've got problems with my shitty life,
And you've got problems too,
My problems seem to stem from,
Other people's twisted points of view,
You, there, in the darkness,
Do you even want to care?
I ain't one for segregation,
Discrimination makes me sick,
But that's exactly how we live,
The rich look down on all the poor,
While religion starts another war,
And still the bigotry lives on, and on,
Well, I've got problems with my shitty life,
And you've got problems too,
We've all got problems with our shitty lives,
And that's what stops us breaking though,
Yeah, I've got problems with my shitty life,
And you've got problems too,
My problems seem to stem from,
Other people's twisted points of view,
You, there, in the light,
Do you even want to care?
Just a bit?
Maybe even just a bit of a shit?
You gotta think about your fellow man,
I ain't a doctor, got no PHD,
But I know the cure for our so-called disease,
It's a little thing called empathy,
Try it out,
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2. |
We're a Band
02:18
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This is our mission statement,
We promise not to act too punk,
We'll try to play our instruments,
And not completely fucking suck,
We promise not to dance around like dicks,
Unless we're really drunk,
And guess what? We might get fucking drunk,
This is our manifesto,
We promise not to act like scum,
Try to keep it open-minded,
Find it's better just to get along,
We tend to hide behind,
These people lovin', mr. nice-guy fronts,
But chances are we think that you're a cunt,
And it's back to front,
How it's taken four years just to get recordings done,
It's been fun just fucking around,
And hell, we've definitely had time to develop a sound,
But this town (we live in),
Has tried (to break us)
Well, hell it's tried and failed,
And all it's done is make us,
Stronger than anyone planned,
Cos we're Downpipe, and we're a band,
This is our mission statement,
We promise not to act like twats,
We'll try to stick around,
And maybe even watch the next band's set,
We promise not to shove our views,
Right down your motherfucking throat,
We promise, but that doesn't mean we won't,
Whoa-oa-oa, look mum, we're so professional,
Whoa-oa-oa, some shows might be concessional,
To-ma-to, it's a fruit and not a vegetable,
Who-oa-oa, we're drunk, we're high as fuck and we suck,
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3. |
Elixir
02:21
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Quick fix elixir, she's my sister, she's my god,
There's no way out of her control,
Every night she holds you tight, she makes you feel like it's alright,
But without her by your side, you don't feel right,
So sister, sister, come and help me please,
Come on over, come and set me free,
Come on over, come and make it right,
Looks like I'm giving up the fight,
Who's gonna be the first to die?
This shit's encrypted, cos the bitch has started taking over me,
And she ain't gonna stop,
She's gonna kill me, not until she's taken everything I love,
And so, I'm done, this shit's no fun,
So sister, get away from me,
I don't need you anymore, so set me free,
This wicked web, it don't feel right,
Looks like I'm giving up tonight,
Who's gonna be the first to die?
Go!
So sister, get away from me,
I don't need you anymore, so set me free,
This wicked web, it don't feel right,
Looks like I'm giving up tonight,
Who's gonna be the first to...
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4. |
I Am Will
02:47
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This guy has a look in his eye,
It's getting harder to disguise,
Is he high or holding a family of five,
Against their lives, he'll watch them burn alive,
I've seen him vanish in the haze,
Get baked, stuck in Staveley for the day,
Lose his way and I think I heard him say,
I am Will, I am Will,
I've seen him when he's tripping out,
And I've heard his twisted primal shouts,
No doubt one day I'll figure it out,
As he tortures a group of scouts,
He whispers soft under his breath,
Something about 'Japanese' and 'death',
Pulls out a chainsaw, screaming;
I am Will, I am Will,
Will you take him seriously,
When you get the chance to meet,
The legendary man who's been here,
Since the dawn of time and he says -
"Hi I'm Will and I'm in Staveley,
I need to get to Windermere..."
Well have no fear, I'll take you there,
But home for you is down in hell,
Hello Will it's me your conscience,
I just popped up to tell you that I'm proud,
I'm glad you found a hobby man,
But murdering and rape is not allowed,
Hello conscience, it's me Will,
And I think you should just fuck off and leave,
I've got a taste for violence, mate,
And I just can't stop until they bleed,
So give me what I want
I am Will, I am Will,
I am Will, I am Will,
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5. |
Ignorance is Bliss
02:53
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You people seem to walk through life,
A perfect balance of joy and strife,
But rarely get the time to think,
(INDEPENDENTLY)
So scared of being alone,
Won't venture out of your comfort zone,
Too scared to even raise a fist,
You've gotta do it for yourself,
Don't just stop and wait for someone else,
It's up to you to make a stand,
There's noone there to hold your hand,
You've gotta do it for yourself,
I find it hard to sympathise,
With anybody living a lie,
Pretending everything's okay,
(IGNORANCE IS BLISS)
You say they'll change, you don't care how,
Just picture 20 years from now,
Yeah, that's your kids there being fucked,
You've gotta do it for yourself,
Don't just stop and wait for someone else,
It's up to you to make a stand,
There's noone there to hold your hand,
You've gotta do it for yourself,
IGNORANCE IS BLISS
IGNORANCE IS BLISS
IGNORANCE IS BLISS
IGNORANCE IS...
Blissfully unaware, you live day to day,
You talk with nothing much to say,
So how about that weather, Bench?
(IT'S PARTLY CLOUDY)
When will you people realise?
Too late, when bombs ignite the skies,
You'll wish you used your fucking head,
You've gotta do it for yourself,
Don't just stop and wait for someone else,
It's up to you to make a stand,
There's noone there to hold your hand,
You've gotta do it for yourself,
You've gotta do it for yourself,
You've gotta do it for yourself,
You've gotta do it for yourself,
You've gotta do it for yourself,
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6. |
ChemiCalamity
02:26
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He's got a new addiction, he's known for powdering his nose,
That's where his money goes,
He hasn't got the finance,
To fund a habit with the magnitude of anything like this,
Cos sobriety is overrated, I could go as far as to say I hate it,
But everything must come to an end, so just pretend,
He's probably in too deep now, he's started stealing from the poor,
With no surprise what for,
He's prone to sudden impulse,
His wallet's being stuffed with other people's pictures of the queen,
Cos sobriety is overrated, I could go as far as to say I hate it,
But everything must come to an end, so just pretend,
For one second it's not a disco,
Somewhere between the flashing lights,
There lies another personality, but,
It seems that bulb don't shine to bright,
DON'T SHINE TOO BRIGHT,
When people asked me, "What's the point?"
I'd drop two pills or smoke a joint,
And instantly I'm better off than them,
I'd see a face, upon the wall,
And it freaked me out cos I'm tripping balls,
But honestly, man, there's nothing I'd rather do,
Cos sobriety is overrated, I could go as far as to say I hate it,
But everything must come to an end,
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7. |
Morons
03:28
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Now rock and roll is dead and gone,
The king of rock rolls in his grave,
He watches on as industry,
Turns pioneers into brain-dead slaves,
It seems that even the alpha males,
Will sell their souls for sweet success,
But I don't plan on following,
The never-ending trend, it's just a mess,
Well I don't think it's gonna get better any time soon,
Soon every man and his motherfucking dog,
Will have a chart-topping single mass-produced by morons like you,
If all the frauds get all the fame,
What's left for anyone but them,
Real bands pay tax and battle on,
Through famine, bankruptcy and pain,
Pay no attention to the brain-dead slaves,
Lobotomised by modern pop,
If money and looks are all you need,
Then I'm pretty fucking sure I could make that stop,
But I don't think it's gonna get better any time soon,
Soon every man and his motherfucking dog,
Will have a chart-topping single mass-produced by morons like you,
Every time I start to think,
I think about the other bands,
Well, I don't wanna sell my soul,
But we could really use a van,
Never gonna trust a suit,
But money doesn't grown on trees.
I wanna infiltrate and break the industry,
With honesty,
I wanna watch it bleed,
So fucking please,
Don't get your fingers caught in the machine,
It's a death-trap, baby, it's a suicide,
You gotta run real far, if ya know what I mean,
You gotta do it for yourself, you gotta claim your independence,
It's time, you gotta make a stand,
You gotta change all the rules and manipulate the system,
Survival of the fittest, it's dog eat dog,
And the world ain't gonna change, for you,
But I don't think it's gonna be happening any time soon,
Soon every man and his motherfucking dog,
Will have a chart-topping single mass-produced by morons like us,
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8. |
New Year's Revolution
02:54
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I'm getting left behind now,
Everyone is starting to grow up,
They act so condescending,
Well everyone can just fuck off,
I'm nearly 26 now,
No job, no noose around my neck,
I might be down but I'm not out,
And I won't stop til there's nothing left,
There's nothing left,
There's nothing left,
There's nothing left,
Every day just feels like the last,
I'm starting to decay,
Am I, gonna be a burn out,
Or will I just fade away,
I'm not sure I have a purpose,
In fact man, I don't have a clue,
I might be down, might be out,
But at least I'm not like you,
You make me sick, the way you live,
The way you take and never...
They've got me sleeping with an axe,
For the goodness of my health,
The cops are so fucking useless,
Well they can go and fuck themselves,
Someone shouts, "REVOLUTION",
And five billion stand and cheer,
They check their watch then wander off,
Back to live their lives in fear,
They make me sick, the way they live,
The way they take and never...
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9. |
EconomiCalamity
04:29
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Well, I'm the one with his head in the clouds,
And I'm pretty fucked up as a voice of reason,
But, my feet are firmly on the ground,
I still can't hear a sound,
Sound the alarms, I'm up in arms,
I'm pissed and down with treason,
I think it's time we gave the queen the axe,
And the taxman comes and, he robs us blind,
The monarchy gets loaded and the rich just get richer all the time,
Well, I'm the one with depleted paychecks,
And I'm the one in the benefit line,
And I'm the mother of two with no food on the table,
Cos the leeches have just sucked the country dry,
I'm that guy, on the street, just begging out for change,
Change is exactly what we need,
This country bleeds, they bleed us dry,
When lies stop working, we'll all cut those mother-fuckers down to size,
I said, I'm the one with depleted paychecks,
And I'm the one in the benefit line,
And I'm the mother of two with no food on the table,
Cos the leeches have just sucked the country dry,
I'm that guy, on the street, just begging out for change,
Change is exactly what we need,
This country bleeds, they bleed us dry,
When lies stop working, we'll all cut those mother-fuckers down to size,
So stop for a second, and take a look around,
The rich, up in their mansions, while you're writhing on the ground,
Well, think for a second, if it's answers that you seek,
There's more unoccupied homes than there's homeless on the street,
Stop for a second, and take a look around,
The rich, up in their mansions, while you're writhing on the ground,
Yeah, think for a second, if it's answers that you seek,
There's more unoccupied homes than there's homeless on the street,
Motherfucker say ??????
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10. |
Pride?
03:33
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I love this country, just about as much as I like going out,
And finding I'm not worthy of a job at KFC,
See me squirm, I'm like a worm, I'm trapped beneath a massive layer or dirt,
And I don't think I'm gonna make it, won't make it out alive,
It breaks my heart to see, a world without sense of equality,
But I guess they don't employ the guy with ketchup on his shirt,
They look at me as though I'm lost, in fact, it's likely that I am,
They say, "You're not employed, we're sorry," like I give a damn,
I don't belong in this world,
I don't belong in this place,
I'm not like you at all,
So fuck you, and fuck this stupid place,
I love this country, just about as much as I like feeling pain,
It's run by crooked vultures, set on sealing everybody's fate,
It's like they wanna take this Union Flag, and turn it into something new,
But no matter how hard I look, all I see is red, white and fucking blue,
I don't belong in this world,
I don't belong in this place,
I'm not like you at all,
So fuck you, buddy, and fuck this stupid race,
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Downpipe Preston, UK
Downpipe are a three-piece punk band based in Preston, Lancashire.
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