1. |
The Getaway
03:46
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Roll down your window,
To catch your breeze,
Bright light crescendo,
Three piggy's squeal freeze
Smokin' bacon like rubber
Drinkin' Jack and gasoline,
Baby find a border line,
Burn past it full speed!
Educate you in a state of mind,
And you can't see for lookin' that you're livin' blind,
Don't go wasting me and my precious time,
I gotta razor blade's gonna cut that line!
Eight thousand endings,
All for stories 'bout we.
The hips, the lips, the chips, the clips
Spendin' paper for free
I'll make you addicted,
Give you what you need,
Sexual by design
From me you'll feed
Educate you in a state of mind,
And you can't see for lookin' that you're livin' blind,
Don't go wasting me and my precious time,
I gotta razor blade's gonna cut that line!
Put your hand in my pocket
Blood money spills free,
Unbutton your shirt,
Scream, five, ten, fifteen!
Sweet scent of sin,
It stains my sheets,
Sweat tastes like sugar,
Bitch on your knees!
Educate you in a state of mind,
And you can't see for lookin' that you're livin' blind,
Don't go wasting me and my precious time,
I gotta razor blade's gonna cut that line!
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2. |
Better Days
05:59
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There were good days,
When you were mine,
When you gave me,
All of your time,
Now I stand here,
At your mercy,
Where you kept me,
At the back of the line.
Can you think of all the moments we'd written in the book,
How they were better days and it's those that I wanted.
I think of all the times that we've taken for granted,
I never loved you more than the day that we parted.
The ground beneath me,
It falls away,
I know you're hurting.
Don't share the pain,
Cry if you love me,
If you want me to stay.
Take my hand,
Lets pretend its the same.
Can you think of all the moments we'd written in the book,
How they were better days and it's those that I wanted.
I think of all the times that we've taken for granted,
I never loved you more than the day that we parted.
I deserve this,
And I'm ashamed,
Without my voice heard,
Might we have remained?
Why should I change?
What's always sustained?
I have done wrong.
But am I to blame?
Can you think of all the moments we'd written in the book,
How they were better days and it's those that I wanted.
I think of all the times that we've taken for granted,
I never loved you more than the day that we parted.
I'm sick and I'm tired of playing this game,
I was burned in the ruin by the gulf of your flame,
When your eyes like thunder came pouring rain,
You picked me up, put me out and lit me again!
You just want to belong,
I won't go along,
I won't go,
I won't
Belong!
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3. |
The Reaper's Gardener
05:22
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Buried way down deep beneath the Earth
Lie the seeds of a harvest
Planted by a mortal man
Delivered by the hand of an angel
Known to be dressed in black
He stands by the side of his preacher
Bent over with a broken back
Crops doused with the sweat of his labour
Just grab a bucket, because it’s time to kick it
And if you wake up, there’s a bell just ring it
Here lies a husband, he was a father adored
Rests a man of great honour
Who was sown by the reaper’s gardener...
Sown by the reaper’s gardener
Roots hath taken, life forsaken
He wants your money, to rest your soul
The gallows maker, his rent is high
The tenants worried, the houses that he makes last to doomsday!
Boxed wall to wall, at the Underworld Inn, you were read your last rights when you first checked in
Said a man at the desk to get rich quick, just dig, dig, dig, with a spade or a pick
Ploughed six feet down right through the ground, not an inch of light, or a grain of sound
The taker took your ticket and he ripped it up, he said to you, you wasn’t good enough!
And the preacher shouted...
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Drowned in the Styx on your way to hell
Every grave in the yard, had a story to tell
Rests a man of great honour
Who was sown by the reaper’s gardener
Sown by the reaper’s gardener
Come on blood brother
Pay your toll motherfucker
Hell ain't free for the damned you sucker
Time of death was eleven twenty three
By twelve fifteen the soil was dry
Mother didn’t have no time to cry
By two nineteen the jury had decided
That revenge was the motive that would have you bite it
Laid to rest with a bullet in your chest
Screamed a gardener with a gun just die! Die! Die!
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4. |
Seek The Leader
14:24
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In the belly of a desert
Where a crater was born
Crashed the ceiling heaven
Through a thunder and lightning storm
The gaze reached high
Of a passerby
Reported to the sheriff real confidential like
Remain the pieces of an object I found last night
I can take you to the site,
We can scratch our heads
With a borrowed ten cents we should call for the feds
For god I fear a little less than the reds
When to everyone’s surprise
Arrived a wagon full of guys
Emerging from a Cadillac retracting funeral ties
They smoked two packs and wore shades on their eyes
There aint nothing to see
So turn right around and leave
Breaching past the yellow tape would cost you your life
With orders from the president reserving the right
A weather balloon was what the headlines read
While the talk of the town was of three men dead
With big black eyes and an oval head
You just keep your mouth shut and you forget what they said
Part of a legacy
In the years of conspiracy
Deny participation to
Avoid incrimination
Cracking the classes
In religious masses,
I keep my wallet fat
In political madness
Woke in the morning to the daily gazette and in the lonely hearts section can you guess what it read? A four foot Martian with a foreign complexion seeks the free world leader for-mind-manipulation
Only but one of us is the chosen one, this planet wasn’t made for two of us
Crank the gramophone and unscrew the top, I want to believe but will the lies ever stop?
Stacking the riches is the first priority, while second from the back is the human fatality
Only but one of us is the chosen one, this planet wasn’t made for two of us
There’s only two of us and still no one to trust, I told you this planet isn’t big enough
Saw your ad in the paper, I’m not instigator but had to call
I get a funny feelin', when you beam me through the ceilin', your wonderful
Seek him
Seek him out
Seek him
Seek him out
Seek him
Seek him out
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AquaTramp Belfast, UK
Emerging onto the streets of Belfast in 2012, AquaTramp draws inspiration from bands such as Nirvana, Clutch, Foo Fighters, QOTSA and Black Sabbath. Both of our EPs so far showcase fire in the belly blues vocals, raunchy roaring guitar, deft driving bass, bone snapping drums underpinned by bursting lyrical imagery all adding up to the authentic sound of AquaTramp. ... more
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