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Greeting loyal subjects
Rank and file
Reptilian brothers and sisters
This is a transmission of music for the people
From the archives of the Intergalactic Brasstronauts
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Bottom Of The Pile
03:13
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We welcome you and yours
Our friends from distant shores
There's room for everyone
Together we are strong
Stick together all the rank and file
We can thrive at the bottom of the pile
It's lonely at the top
And there's a bigger drop
To get there one must climb
On those they've left behind
Stick together all the rank and file
Give them just an inch they'll take a mile
We may be the bottom of the pile
But they can't take away our style
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A Human Renaissance
04:33
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The rise and the late demise of humankind
On this Planet Earth intrigues us
Engraving fictitious borders on their shores and fighting wars
But why?
Their lack of respect for the land, sea or weather
Their constant struggle for power and pleasure
And their obsession with self-expression
Blinded them to the threat from the sky
One is confused and amused
By the methods used by humankind
In pursuit of leisure
One person's trash, like this conical brass
Was perceived by other minds a thing of treasure
Pushed on to the face
With some pressure applied
A sound was produced that filled humans with pride
Huge crowds would gather
Worked up to a lather with pleasure
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Revival Dub
05:02
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Catalunya
03:52
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Greedy Game
02:49
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Everywhere around the world things are just the same
People at the top got cash but they got no brain
They keep a poor rudie down
They never share things around
We don't wanna be a part of their greedy game
Everywhere around the world where a rudie go
High an' mighty dickhead man lookin' down his nose
Don't judge us by wealth or the jobs that we've done
Just wish us good health and let us have our fun
We don't wanna be a part of their game no more
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Dub Inna House Of Love
02:35
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Greedy Game Reprise
01:26
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Everywhere around the world things are just the same
People at the top got cash but they got no brain
They keep a poor rudie down
They never share things around
We don't wanna be a part of their greedy game
Everywhere around the world where a rudie go
High an' mighty dickhead man lookin' down his nose
Don't judge us by wealth or the jobs that we've done
Just wish us good health and let us have our fun
We don't wanna be a part of their game no more
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Shoot The Messenger
03:15
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They pit the labourer against the foreigner
They call a traveller a lazy scavenger
They use the newspaper to stir up hate in you
We need a takeover
Let's shoot the messenger
Propaganda
Fabricated facts
Leading weapons of the ruling class
Just as deadly as a poison gas
So shoot the messenger
They could enlighten us
Instead they frighten us
When they could pacify
They choose to vilify
They use the newspaper to stir up hate in you
We need a takeover
Let's shoot the messenger
Propaganda
Fabricated facts
Leading weapons of the ruling class
Just as deadly as a poison gas
So shoot the messenger
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Dubfart (feat. B Dubs)
01:00
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Open sesame, open the gate
Open sesame, I'm gonna be late
Open sesame, let me through
Let me gotta do what I gotta do
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Al Baba
02:00
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Just Deserts
04:46
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In Castleford, famed for it's coal mines
Up North, where each day was a grind
Young miners flocked to public houses
Eager to drink and unwind
Now, the combination of copious amounts of ale
And a lack of vitamin D from working underground all day
Really worked wonders for the mood of these young troopers
If you know me
You know that I can be cruel
I will show you right now
I don't suffer fools
If someone test me
Then he better get out quick
If a bartender vex me
Then him gonna get a lick
No starter
No main
Just deserts
My fury
Your pain
Just deserts
I work by myself all day
Underneath the ground
I tear the coalface away
With a heavy sound
When I surface at night
Don't get in my way
I'm always ready to fight
I will make you pay
No starter
No main
Just deserts
You're in trouble, boy
'Cause round here I'm the boss!
I'm the pit boss
The pit is mine
The mine is mine
And now you're mine
I'll have them shoes off you as well
That looks like a nice pair o' kickers
Gimmie 'em!
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Let Your Hair Down
03:50
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When you gonna let your hair down
When you gonna let your hair down
I noticed that you're always working lately
I know you've got a lot to do
Let me know next time you're feeling lazy
I'll come and spend some time with you
Don't forget to let your hair down baby
Have yourself a little fun
We could even spend a night together
A little bit of one-on-one relaxation
When you gonna let your hair down
When you gonna let your hair down
I know that you've been under pressure lately
And you know that I'm there for you
Let me know next time you need distraction
I'll come and spend some time with you
Don't forget to let your hair down baby
Have yourself a little fun
We could even spend a night together
A little bit of one-on-one relaxation
When you gonna let your hair down
When you gonna let your hair down
When you gonna let your hair down
When you gonna let your hair down
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I Can Be A Man
03:17
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A good man keeps no secrets
Gives his lover special treatment
A good man won't get restless
Staying out late, acting reckless
I let myself go
And I hurt you so
But I know I can
I can be a man
You gave me love and affection
Never questioned my profession
You helped me build a good home
Now I'm outside looking in through our window
I let myself go
And I hurt you so
But I know I can
I can be a man
I let myself go
And I hurt you so
But I know I can
I can be a man
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You Let Yourself Go
02:54
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You let yourself go, rude boy
You let yourself go
You let yourself go, rude boy
You let yourself go
You used to be lean, mean and very, very clean
Now you're chubbier and grubbier than others on the scene
I said oh, rude boy, you let yourself go
You let yourself go, rude boy
You let yourself go
You let yourself go, rude boy
You let yourself go
You used to be a heart throb
Used to be a star
Now you're nibbling, dribbling and snoozing on the bar
I said oh, rude boy, you let yourself go
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Made In Hong Kong
03:48
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It's another
Another bloody hangover
This one's the mother
The mother of all hangovers
What a decade we have had
At times it seems the whole world's gone bad
Be kind to each other
Speak out for the oppressed
And let's help each other
Clamber out of this mess
It's another
Another bloody hangover
This one's the mother
The mother of all hangovers
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18. |
Teacher, Teach Me A Song
03:41
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Teacher, teach me a song
And I'll sing for you
Teacher, teach me a song
And I'll sing for you
Any kind of song will do
Even if it's sad or blue
So teacher, teach me a song
And I'll sing for you
Teacher, teach me a song
I can sing back home
Teacher, teach me a song
I can sing back home
When my baby is sad or blue
Just one sweet song might get her through
Teacher, teach me a song
And I'll sing for you
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