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LD Offenders
04:27
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Chips for the Poor - Siri play the BT fault line compilation starting with the letter G, O.C Original Crankster, don't roll your eyes at me mate, I roll them back into your hacky sack handbag, jump snakes, bladder run, it's all dark parts, damp trousers, Olympic thinking, disolving IQ, crinkled skin, tabbed digits, universe shrinkage, Gulliver's Kingdom, squat the living room, Harp stay sharp, wet ya beak, Lynx can professor, stick a cardboad copper behind the bar, do the top shelf, pint of wine, Downton Abbey, coming out into the daylight like Hiroo Onoda, bent and jerried ice creamedadelica, rich and famous hunting grounds, hundreds and thousands sprinkled into my split wig, donated organs, bank holiday weekend, field mice carry me home, flute loop, outstretched in the sunset, splatter cast Magnum tops, ten minute eruptions, hospitalised then cannibalised, state dining, pickled disco pigs, cold lung display, Sarson's vinegar down me trunks. Catch The Wind in the Willows, swipe right with a curly wurly Freddy Krueger glove, touching the forehead with a closed fist, punching out on a win, tummy ticking timebomb, CND handstands, Y-fronts against submarines, sprained ankle bracelets, pray for L.A., pray for Mozambique, don't forget Brum-brum, my Tunisia screensaver lasted a week.
Supreme Vagabond Craftsman - New adventure books wet, holy gmail, packing boxes for Paddy Power fingers wet with the spit of wild dogs, for once I am actually player one, you can't get addicted to car fumes but you can try, that's always my identity, Mr. Duracell sticking lolly sticks in the cashpoint, even Google's working for the government now stitching up Hawkwind for 30 G's a year, what's that mayor cockatoo and a disco biscuit?, who wrote adrenaline on the back of this Christmas card?.
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B for Real
05:32
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Chips for the Poor - I'm on a seafood diet, see food and eat it, blowing up like baked bean cans, crucial BBQ, phoenix rising, black damp rising, grab your lung overcoat you've pulled, chin-chin, mushroom bottle swap, shake off that multi-voltage, the skip boys are listening, adapting to a new time-frame, seven A.M, shirt, tie and trousers again, tunnel vision, live news, radio and sports, share your room with a view, check for funnel-webs, sky's the limit in cloud city, disperse your head, inhale not jail. Banned from the day cafe, Domino's delivery lad pops a wheelie, turtle power, home alone 2000, orthopaedic mattress scramble, base layer hollowed out, join our new banking scheme, I have no memory foam, sign on the dotted line, cordial crunch, teeth that mixtape to celebrate, meet me under the bridge, Halfords honeymoon kicks, be right back, my toaster just got jacked, nibble on a Pop-Tart, what's you name? she said, I don't remember, go for a drink? she said, I don't remember, everything comes out bright, Rainbow Brite, cornered in the bogs, liquid fingers, you know the real drug is working for your pension, she said, temple drips, blocked sink, melted butter lover, kiss the rain. It's an all day breakfast down the terminal estate, feeling like a Big Brother winner, eurovision club singer, road side flowers, Corporate Express yard, folk are getting livid, can you feel it?, lino gripping on a Saturday night, disco claws get drawn, swallow a cheek full, Semisonic garden hop, bulge pumped, Yop chops, I'm out, it's a lock-in, you're locked in.
Supreme Vagabond Craftsman - Sudanese militia sued from the sky and yet not sure if they mean you, you can get funding for a massive trap in France, there was a Pizza Express here, Hi! Linda, eating veggie burger, got the psychiatrist in gold rope, crumbs around is mouth, regarding heavy sky through a smeary window, most builders hate cats and people obviously piss in swimming pools, will everyone stop talking about Joan of Arc, this time it's imagined adventures having been abandoned as a child among red and grey tower blocks, big pink ring binder and a pair of glasses, minus one lense and a handful of AA batteries under a sapling.
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Bowling for Columbine
03:37
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Chips for the Poor - Single to Sevenoaks, clean ride, there's been an energy crush, dwindling into a spreadsheet, suicidal thoughts by Insta story, personal management, lovers leap, take me back to the black bean sauce. Are you experienced?, long grass, BMX bandits, tracks, up the sleeve, round the armpit, Tipp-Ex heart, safety poppers, beddy bong bongs, a warning to all, tolerate nothing, your children are next, choked on your zen, scruffed necks, eighty-eight tears out the school gate, I can't do nightclubs no more, staying in for society's sake, might be allergic, bone cancer maybe, I feel every trickle, DVD box set then bed, it's all in the head, frying eggs with a bare chest, oil splats, front and back, spent my youth eating toast, no regrets, keep my focus on the black dot horizon, remember that chattering cat and fox in New Cross, this washing machine won't stop laughing at me, scatching my gel skull mask, can't remember much no more, a measured life in pints, puppy dog sups, four on, three off, pillow spray, rinse cycle, my cushion nods along, pudding people come sit down, the Greene King is no more, my horoscope reads like a Cortina cut and shut, grumble grumble grinder, rest in peace Percy Thrower, flamin' mongrels, market town marauders, don't walk on the grass, Adihash, belly laughs, horseradish sauce all up me sore arm, sweat out the vipers, too late for a career change?, Union Jack feedback.
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Always Ask
05:46
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Supreme Vagabond Craftsman - Fear of the Dark Iron Maiden, Fear of the Dark Iron Maiden, kitchen doorways brutal, husband makes nice new taters and chicken sometimes, units, those blinds need closing and the radiators still on, red faced people drinking from coconuts and sand coloured parents whistling in a dim park with mud patches, I'm doing a jigsaw in a tracksuit, these are Crocs my friend just the fake kind, help this off before entry.
Chips for the Poor - When the Terrorbyte's flow, then we've lost our soul, like the night before, join the caravan club, your membership will be received and processed in 2 - 5 working days, please place your sticker in the car window, on the passenger side, breath deep, I click the same link as you, clunk click, pack your bags, you are now on your way, Ivory Beach is the first stop off point, no photography please, godammit I love the smell of corned beef in the morning, telly blares out the Brazil channel soft clock edition, papa don't preach no more, I'm watching but I feel locked-in, have you seen my key?, have you got my key?, this farm yard stinks, I'm shivering like Paul McCartney on a Tokyo drug binge, can't shake this feeling, cigarettes whiff the spare room, no one in the house smokes, empty the ashtray in a bathtub, mummy the bubbles are poppin' to close to my skin, mummy these bubbles are poppin' to close to my skin, plug poppin', slide away brother, plug poppin', slide away brother.
Supreme Vagabond Craftsman - There's a skiing trip to Italy in 2021, pass this message on, tigers do not have hooves, he now play the willy banjo, diabetics get all the glory, keep your running shoes somewhere else, this is no time for talking about exam results.
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Mega Centre
03:42
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Chips for the Poor - Give it two fingers down the screen, warning, warning, piss dot millionaires are supping out your begging bowl, this generation is gonna get fucked, Jamaican boxing gloves are swinging in the wind, pick up on your 24 hour answering machine, the instructions are for you to walk through squirrel forest to get to squirrel cottage, you bend double because your belly aches, the NASA apple is eating at your core, inner space, my head doesn't rest, drift against the kerb, American history triple X, four-ex, X-ray specs, you caught me swimming in the drip tray, dreaming of the bass and Apollo 2, shooting for the moon, trace the pentagram palm stamp, get your 70p change back, sitting in a black cab, walking between the walls, crawling through the doors, i need armoured pyjamas, we need realistic noise control in the city, late at night i think of you, as my eyes freeze on Lidl bubble wrap, i fight back the aisles of smiles and arm wrestle tin foil crocodiles, you've got to pull that plug, you've got to pull that plu...
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Magpie Shit
03:15
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Chips for the Poor - Connecting, in 10, 9, 8, kick out the 4Gs motherfuckers, a lot of punk bands sound like Menswear, it's a long lonely life that they'll never leave, we keep spinning the universe into reverse, brushing our hair by memory and saying anything cos the folk upstairs think they're wall street, i spent last summer breaking glass, looking for diamonds in the kerb side, waiting on unicorns in the hallway, idle engines leave me with cat shit fur brains and I'm buzzing off a urine infection, sun glasses at dawn and one eye-ball missing, laying down in the Egyptian moonbeam, watching the coffee driven ulcer boys march on, the 404 bus rattles to the end of the white cliffs, i'm making it as a mucky dog paw leaves my nappy full of sovereigns, take off all of your jacket so you look different, that's a whole heap of spud love or Spudulike, ambulance sniffers keep turning up pissed to give blood, vampires suck, drain the petrol and drink the perfume, no fear, have no fear, have no fear, no fear, no fear, no fear, no fear, gobble up your death row tomatoes, live music sounds better on VHS, the mosaic Jesus is starting to show cracks, dungaree truncheons plug the devil in, jesuzi 9mm, circle jerk bomb squads, sitting alone at lunch chatting to a pocket computer, the trawler bees are coming, stay at home and wait for an electrician, commie weed was always better, yes man, yes man, we never did find the pyramids.
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Dracula Town
04:22
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Chips for the Poor - This is a prepaid call from the long haul, do you accept the charges?, fold-down those laptop comparisons, mandela jam splash, coat hanger round the u-bend, fish supper, early bird intake, laidback twiddle twiddle, beanpole lumberjack, memories of ansterdamaged moon griddlers, no wifi at home, so overthrow the government, senseless things boycott stone cladding, storm the degrassi sound stage, bark back, blow your own smoke rings, take a dip in a comfortable reservoir, swim between aquaman's leg hoops, look up and see swirling nations collide, twenty-twenty-nine, nearly bedtime, heaven sent, finally i can really live, xerox mind waves, xerox repeater, dream printer, r.e.m scanner, sign off the paperwork for the final touch, night glares over the chimney pots, no stubble mix, big boy pork chops, hold me like titanic, up high on a forklift truck, above the rat pits, aim me towards the twinkle twinkles, one laser eye, winks like disney on a turntable defrost, elbow to elbow with mr soft, no formal introductions, viral disease 5.99 monthly, autograph hunters must stay lonely, grazed knees under the balcony, sleep dust never tasted so good, sleep dust never tasted so good.
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Duffle Coat War
03:38
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Chips for the Poor - Eating hatred like a steak bake, if you want crystal clear pet sounds then dust off your emerald i-pod, i can't always take the details in, you just don't wanna keep askin, to collindale with love, to collindale with love, we'll be home before christmas.
Supreme Vagabond Craftsman - I can hear laughter in the stairwell, successful male partner waits outside in the motor, that's not very friendly, i see he wears a beanie hat and is scoffing a banana, block out the nasty sounds by wedging graph paper under the door, the walls here reflect too much, you need some posters up and a torch, mate your whispers make me nervous as a kitten, keep your burner lit up and your penknife clean, it's mainly paved outside but there's a bit of lawn you can sit on to eat your scones and hula hoops.
Chips for the Poor - He's a terradactyl landlord, listening to tales of murdered souls to get 25% off his next duvet throws, you can see the victorian brickwork in his skin, this is the kind of town that we're living in in.
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