allen keys in the uk

allen keys in the uk

sing along

© Asbo Slipz 2019

From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019

Summer's coming, it's nearly time

To pack the tent, take a trip down the M5

Hidden in the folds of the Somerset hills

Temporary city, a valley full of thrills

I can't help it, it's getting closer

Feeling like a kid on a rollercoaster

It's a religion, it's an addiction

It keeps you going while you're going through the motions

Rain or shine, come what may

I'm coming home to my special place

Three whole days of happiness

Mud and dust and feeling blessed

Down at the Cider Bus

Well I'm delirious

I'm living the dream

(Living the dream)

And I can very nearly hear the sound of 

Fingers strumming, banging out a tune

Six strings humming on a sunny afternoon

Leave your problems blowing in the wind

Sing along and just forget about everything

I can't describe it; you have to try it

But I can tell you that there's nothing else like it

It's more than music, it's an emotion

Not just a party in a field near Pilton

Set up your tent, you've cracked a beer

You're chilling in the sun and suddenly you hear

A mighty roar going round the place

Two hundred thousand voices in a Mexican wave

Rain or shine, come what may

I'm coming home to my special place

Three whole days of happiness

Mud and dust and feeling blessed

Through Silver Hayes, past the Other Stage

Walk through the Glade and Green Fields

To Avalon 

(Avalon)

And I can hear sound of Hobo Jones and

Fingers strumming, banging out a tune

Six strings humming on a sunny afternoon

Leave your problems blowing in the wind

Sing along and just forget about everything

And there's a place for everyone

For drum and bass and reggae sound systems

For rock and rollers, for Afro beats

For indie kids and hippy freaks

Take my advice, forget the programme

See what you find if you live in the moment

Just walk around and breathe in the sound

From the top of the hill when the sun goes down

Rain or shine, come what may

I'm coming home to my special place

Three whole days of happiness

Mud and dust and feeling blessed

Above The Park sitting in the dark

A million lights are shining 

And I'm taking a moment

Before I 

Head on up to Strummerville and

It doesn't matter, no one will judge ya

If you're a diva or a tone deaf groaner

Leave your problems blowing in the wind

Sing along and just forget about it

Fingers strumming, banging out a tune

Six strings humming on a sunny afternoon

Forget your problems, grab another beer

Sing along and get your happy for another year

the more i see

© Asbo Slipz 2019

From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019

I was a fan in the eighties

A fervent follower

I bought your songs and your LPs

Wore out Hatful of Hollow

I was amazed by your diction

Your Northern affliction

Reeled me round the

Fountain of my youthful

Awkwardness and

Pain and kept me going through the northern rain

It felt like I was not alone

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

But now you're messing with my head

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

Supporting people that I dread

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

It seems to me the King is Dead

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

And it just feels like bigmouth

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah) strikes again with every word you shed

You were a torch in the darkness

A misfit magnet

You wore your heart on your sleeve and

Helped people to believe that

It was alright to be different

To face down torment

There's a light that

Never goes out and I

Remember all your words

That helped me navigate the universe

It felt like I was not alone

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

But now you're messing with my head

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

Supporting people that I dread

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

It seems to me the King is Dead

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

And it just feels like bigmouth

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah) strikes again with every word you shed

It was a long time ago though

Thirty five years have passed and woah

That's a life time for some

And moss grows fat on a rolling stone

And yes I used to defend your

Pretentious nature

And your voice which

Grates upon some,

But I find it hard these days

To bury all the corpses and to 

Look the other way

And I don't care for what you say

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

Because you're messing with my head

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

Supporting people that I dread

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

It seems to me the King is Dead

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

It seems to me the King is Dead

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

The more I see the less I care

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

Oh Morrissey you child of hatred and despair

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

The more I see the less I care

(Ah-Ah-Ah-a-Ah)

Oh Morrissey the end is here

we dare remove your rights

© Asbo Slipz 2019

From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019

Deep down in the Bible Belt

Battle Flag and a Rebel Yell

Heart of Dixie beating hard

We fight for what is ours

Took the land from the Cherokee

Fought the Yanks under General Lee

Lost Cause and a million dead

But we made the fields run red

Well we lost the war

And the slaves were emancipated

Jim Crow laws

To keep the black man in his place by

Segregation

White power, white nation

Ku Klux Klan

We stand, we fight

We dare defend our rights

Catch my eye and I'll string you up son

Strange fruit swinging in the sun

Take you down to the hanging tree

If you should dare to question me

Godfearing protestants

Strictly Old Testament

Eye for an eye for a jealous God

Spoil the child if you spare the rod

But the world's been changing

Since the days of Doctor King

Marching feet been

Kicking doors down, making heat

Integration

Moving like a glacier

We're still here

We stand, we fight

We dare defend our rights

Brave and pure thy men and women,

Better this than corn and wine

Make us worthy, God in Heaven

Of this goodly land of Thine.

Hearts as open as thy doorways.

Liberal hands and spirits free.

Alabama, Alabama, we will aye be true to thee!

Battle Flag and a Rebel Yell

Battle Flag and a Rebel Yell

Battle Flag and a Rebel Yell

Battle Flag and a Rebel Yell

Way down in the Southern Sun

Coosa-Tallapoosa meet

Alabama river runs

Down through Old Montgomery

Pro life we defend the unborn

God's will thou shalt not kill

Unless of course you murder someone

Then you can burn in hell

Twenty five white men

Making laws for pregnant women

No exception

If you were raped then you're the problem

Felony

For anyone who tries to help you

Liberal hands

We stand, we fight

We scratch, we bite

We dare remove your rights

wilderness

© Asbo Slipz 2019

From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019

I've got a sense of the ending, of my impending doom

But I'll keep my powder dry

For the final denoument, the last gasp moment

When I can look you in the eye

Easy come, easy go

Back and forth and, to and fro

Not like I didn't see this, not such a big surprise

I'm sitting waiting and the end is nigh

There will be no dramatics, there will be no big scene

But I will try and drag you down with me

And I can hear it coming, the air is humming

The clamour of the crowd

I can feel it around me, it's nearly time to be free

To shout it out aloud

Easy come, easy go

Back and forth and, to and fro

Not like I didn't see this, not such a big surprise

I'm sitting waiting and the end is nigh

There will be no dramatics, there will be no big scene

But I will try and drag you down with me

Roll up and get your ticket, come on and play your part

Come on and bite the bullet, the show's about to start

I'm sure you won't regret it, the furs about to fly

Certain you won't forget it, come on and watch me die

Well this is entertainment, are you not entertained?

Bring on the gladiators, bring on the judgement day

I stand before you naked, unarmed and unashamed

I only ever tried to do my best and now you put me to the

Test and cast me out into the wilderness

I see the flames of the sunrise, a burning sky

The shape of things to come

This is a new day dawning, an urgent warning

And I can hear the beating drum

Roll up and get your ticket, come on and play your part

Come on and bite the bullet, the show's about to start

I'm sure you won't regret it, the furs about to fly

Certain you won't forget it, come on and watch me die

Easy come, easy go

Back and forth and, to and fro

No point in vacillating, our destiny is waiting

And I am ready for the final sting

So bring it on release me, lets make it nice and easy

I hear the beating of Valkyrie wings

Not like I didn't see this, not such a big surprise

I'm sitting waiting and the end is nigh

There will be no dramatics, there will be no big scene

But I will try and drag you down with me

Well this is entertainment, are you not entertained?

Bring on the gladiators, bring on the judgement day

i stand before you naked, unarmed and unashamed

I only ever tried to do my best and now you put me to the

Test and cast me out into the wilderness

mixtape

© Asbo Slipz 2019

From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019

Way back in the day, wired for sound with my

Sony Walkman (Walk This Way!)

Too ra loo rye aye, I would dance and shout

Come on Eileen

Mixtape memory

With the hiss even if you had Dobly 

Noise reduction technology

Keeps moving on up, now I've

Got a twin tape deck, an awesome machine I'm a

Pirate exploring the musical seas and I'm

Not killing music, just spreading ideas, keep it

Reel to real I'll

Make you something

Give you pieces

Of my heart in a C90 format

Want to tell you things but I'm tongue tied and

So I let the

Songs speak for me I choose them carefully

Hope you get the

Message that I send

And just maybe we can be more than friends?

Surfing on the wave

It's the sound of the way that I feel, now I

Know that it's weird but I think we're in tune so I've

Made you this tape and I hope you approve of this

Sonic love letter, this musical kiss, keep it

Reel to real I'll

Make you something

Give you pieces

Of my heart in a C90 format

Thoughts and feelings I can't enunciate

So instead I've

Made a mixtape with handmade track list that's

Labelled with love

This is make or break 

And I'm scared they you'll just take the mick and it

Could be a mistake

To assume that you feel the same way but I've

Got a good feeling, I'm living in hope that you'll

Listen and hear and then give me some rope and you'll

Make me a tape of the things that you love, keep it 

Reel to real I'll

Make you something

Give you pieces

Of my heart in a C90 format

had nf

© Asbo Slipz 2019

From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019

What I would like to see is those on the extremes 

Storing up enormous social and political problems

For the future.

What I would like to see

Is the flying gorillas dance troupe destroying democracy

What I would like to see is world war three

My milkshake brings all the thugs to the yard

Thugs to the yard, thugs to the yard

Neo Fuhrer, National Front

Nasty Fuckers, No Future

Nigel Farage

Rotten cunt, rotten cunt (No no no)

Who are you? (No no no)

The quiet assassin of democracy (No no no)

And the reason you're so upset

The reason you're so angry

My milkshake brings all the thugs to the yard

Thugs to the yard, thugs to the yard (Isn't it funny!)

Neo Fuhrer, National Front (You all laughed at me!)

Nasty Fuckers, No Future

Nigel Farage

Rotten cunt, rotten cunt (No no no)

What I would like to see 

Is the interests of British workers devalued

Stupidity and greed

Nationalism and violence

My milkshake brings all the thugs to the yard

Thugs to the yard, thugs to the yard

Neo Fuhrer, National Front

Nasty Fuckers, No Future

Neo Fuhrer, National Front

Nasty Fuckers, No Future

Nigel Farage ….....Happy for millions and

Millions of people to be unemployed and to be poor

Untold millions must suffer

Consigned to the dustbin of history

We don't want you and the

Sooner you are put out to grass the better

Hunderds of thousands of workers

Losing their jobs

Smash the establishment! Experts!

Project Fear! Mass unemployment!

Investment leave our country

World War Three! People let down!

The fear in the faces!

Massive divisions within countries!

My milkshake brings all the thugs to the yard

Thugs to the yard, thugs to the yard

Neo Fuhrer, National Front

Nasty Fuckers, No Future

Neo Fuhrer, National Front

Nasty Fuckers, No Future

Nigel Farage ….....The charisma of a 

Damp rag and the appearance of a low grade bank clerk

By stealth, by deception

Without ever telling the truth

Ladies and Gentlemen

Mr Nigel Farage

The man behind Brexit

And a horrible man

waster

© Asbo Slipz 2019

From the album Allen Keys In The UK Sep 2019

I never really understood you:

A gobby kid singing ripped off Beatles tunes

I never really got the message:

What made you so damned impressive?

Guess it's all about attitude

Taking drugs means being cool but

Fuck me, you had it all  and then

You went and spaffed it up the wall

Crack cocaine and heroin

And ketamine

More snow than Klosters in an avalanche

And I don't think it's very bright

The wasted days and wasted nights

It's fundamentally aberrant

Wasted chances, waste of talent

Just think of what you could have been

If you had kept your nasal passage clean

Just think of all the cash you've blown

By banging white lines up your nose

Crack cocaine and heroin

And ketamine

More snow than Klosters in an avalanche

And I'm suspicious of the type who

Need a fix to summon forth their muse

It's nothing new, it's all been done by

Coleridge, Byron, Keats and Shelley

It's all a part of rock 'n' roll

Taking drugs and being an arsehole

It's all a cabaret, it's all a show

Vaudeville with falling snow

Crack cocaine and heroin

And ketamine

More snow than Klosters in an avalanche

And look at what it turns you into

Someone who'd bleed their best friend dry

And all the sadness that it leads to

When everyone you love just says goodbye

It’s not funny, it’s not nice

You just can't calculate the price

Feel the need to feed the beast

Trapped inside your sad disease

Crack cocaine and heroin

And ketamine

More snow than Klosters in an avalanche

More snow than Klosters in an avalanche