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Archway Keith
03:15
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ARCHWAY KEITH
These walls are thin but it’s nowhere I ain’t been
And if they crumble and fall with me in
I’ll meet my maker with a grin and a middle finger for my sins
We made them ours and sometimes lived like kings out of the bins
How did it come to this?
All we ever needed was a place to get pissed
How did it get so bad?
All we ever needed was the place that we had
How did this come to be?
All we ever needed was a place to be free
How did it get so bad?
All we ever needed was the place that we had
Listen good and hard I’m speaking straight from the heart
Swear down this fuckin’ yard is falling apart
The plugs are dodgy and the toilets fucked
The cost of living for free never too much but
How did it come to this?...
And now a year has gone
Cytex on the window nothing much going on
And now two years has gone
Cytex on the window nothing much going on
And now three years has gone
Cytex on the window nothing much going on
You know it’s been so long for
A home and a roof and a place to belong
I walk by now and then
Think of all the good times with my friends
Was it too good to last?
Will the good life become a thing of the past?
I walk by now and then
Think of all the good times with my friends
Was it too good to last?
Will the good life become a thing of the past?
How did it come to this?...
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Life Is For The Living
03:24
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LIFE IS FOR THE LIVING
Ever since I realised I had it and I lost it
Even breathing seems to be leaving me exhausted
Hold on to the belief I’ll get relief from the grief
But I’ll only be at peace when I speak to the deceased
Sailed the seven seas never found a reason to believe
That reality will retrieve my family when I leave
But that’s a hard pill to swallow drown my sorrows till tomorrow
When I might not feel so hollow life’s the hardest act to follow
So I got drunk on love and Guinness
And I had to dance to the finish
Cus hate and fear will diminish you
And the light of your life is for the living
Life is for the living! So you better get forgiving
Dreams of the dead bouncing round my head
Grateful for that chat but cant remember what was said
But me and my father oh yea we laughed
A gift from my mind pieced together from my past
Woke up refreshed, no thoughts of death
Only thoughts of life and how to spend what was left
Reality check, mortalities effect
It occurred to me eternity is coming for my neck
So I got drunk...
Life’s the hardest act to follow
Death can leave you feeling empty or hollow
So we’ll drown our sorrows till tomorrow
Cus life’s the hardest act to follow
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Boom Box
02:44
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BOOM BOX
Open the door. slam on my shoes, sunshine
Nothing left there to lose but time
Lord knows that I wasted mine
Yea I wasted mine
Open the deck, slam in the tape,
Hit play let the hit play let it hit
There’s no way it could be a shit day
As long as my tape don’t skip
And when I get that feeling
I know that it’s so appealing
Yea when I get that feeling
I know that something’s revealing
All of the tapes yea all of the greats that I got
Ska, soul, reggae, blues, punk rock
All the way to hip hop
Don’t forget the roots rock
Open the deck, slam in the tape,
Hit play let the hit play let it hit
There’s no way it could be a shit day
As long as my tape don’t skip
And when I get that feeling
I know that something’s revealing
Yea when I get that feeling
I know that it’s so appealing
All I know is that I don’t know shit
But I know just what I’m gonna do
I’m gonna grab some hits and hit
The phone book
Then round up the roughneck crew
South of the river gonna do what you do
North of the river gonna do what you do
Skins, punks, travellers, squatters, ravers and you
If your liver will forgive ya come and do what we do
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4. |
Beat The Bastards
03:03
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BEAT THE BASTARDS
They won’t stop calling your name
They won’t stop calling your phone
They won’t leave us alone
They won’t leave us alone
Oh, my god, my darling, what have you done?
Don’t you worry no more, I’m gonna get my gun
I’m gonna shoot him down, take his life and your frown
We’re gonna have some fun, when I get my gun
They want your money and mine
They won’t stop wasting our time
They won’t leave us alone
They won’t leave us alone
Oh, my god, my darling, what have we done?
You gotta get away from here, that’s it go turn round and run
I’ll hold them off for a while, for as long as I can
You know I’ll bury those bones because I am your man
But when you think of me, 20 years from now
In the arms of another or in the warmth of some cover
Please do nothing but smile for me and always be proud
Of that one time, that one day we beat the bastards some how
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5. |
True Sound Killaz
02:57
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TRUE SOUND KILLAZ
Rain or shine, wind or tornado
Dub Righters stand strong in the throng they know
Big or small, short or tall, topple all
Cus the harder they come, yes the harder they fall
They call me judge dread; I put your style on trial
Kill a hundred sounds a minute or a hundred sounds a mile
The trick is dropping the wickedest licks
You can keep your sticks and stones
As long as I got my music tricks I’ll always hold my own
I remember back when outside the twelve bar
Sitting drinking straight vodka, then pass the cider
Next day wake up with no hangover
Pay in; sit on the step all night
No regrets hold tight to my friends in the fight
Street drinking crew I’m thinking of you
Good times come but blink and there through
Really really really really, I know
Hold tight to your friends in the fight
And you better never let them go
Really really really really, I care
When the gun finger lingers in the air
You know Dub Righters will be there
(We'll be there, we'll be there)
Rain or shine, wind or tornado
Dub Righters stand strong in the throng they know
Big or small, short or tall, topple all
Cus the harder they come, yes the harder they fall
Don’t get it twisted like curly fry
I’ll surely die if it’s insisted that I live a lie
The early sky, misted as I listed all the reasons why
When it feels like I missed it, I still gotta try
Chilled like dilla jams, yea I’m still the man
When I’m on the mic it’s like bam bam billa, bam billa
Stick around and find out who’s a true sound killa
161 we bun the competition
Tell me where you gonna run when the hooligan come
Slayed by my catchphrase and my slogan
Cus the show get run by the one shogun
You’ll get left blind deaf and dumb son
When I come through with the kung-fu better run
Dub Righters driving the bandwagon
Like a crouching tiger or the hidden dragon
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Death Bed Regrets
01:56
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DEATH BED REGRETS
Run tell your enemies, run tell your friends
You know when the Dub Righters coming down to your ends
Better send a letter, better send a telegram
Tell the man all about the time that the place got rammed
By the first verse, for better or worse
With my mic style, yes I’ll put you in a hearse
I don’t need no 12 gauge, don’t need no tech 9
I go to war with a metaphor and rhyme
If it’s an arms race, then mans an octopus
Tear through my enemies, just like the rhinoceros
Because I’m strong like lion, you’ll never take it lying down
Usurp the crown when they found out we don’t clown around
Cus I... don’t touch the rock, don’t touch the brown
Don’t bow to no god, minister or crown
Not one to dish out beat downs around town
But no big bad wolf will ever blow my house down
Just like an 18 wheeler, we’re heavy and deliver
Lyrics so cold and bold they give you fever, make you shiver
Or so I’m told the beer is bad for your liver
So is Ebola, asteroids and living by the trigger
But what would be, much worse for me
Is to wake up at 93 having not lived true and free
I don’t need no death bed regrets
You don’t need no death bed regrets
Never forget
I do not need no death bed regrets
You do not need no death bed regrets
Never forget... never forget... never forget...
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7. |
Black Coffee
03:48
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BLACK COFFEE
At least I still got black coffee
To get my ass out of bed
And to blur the lines between
Distraction and a meaning but
Smoking and drinking black coffee
It is nothing, it’s nothing without you
Man it’s so easy to be weak
Tell me what happened to my week
Days fly by and before too long
That’s another year gone
Is there something that I seek?
To be found at the peak
Of this mountain that I’m on
Man I’ve got to be strong
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