Demos + Rarities 2016​-​2017

by Junior Bill

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released July 20, 2017

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Urban skank robbers stealing hearts from here to Lisbon - Est. 2013.

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Track Name: Change The Locks (Live Session)
I know a man in Penylan who opens his windows to get a tan
Walls so big, bolts on his fridge, thinks security is privilege
Huge screen tube upon his wall
Still politics goes over his head
When his neighbour gave him a call
This is what he said

“I’m alright, she’s alright, as long as we don’t leave the house tonight.
Better off staying in with the box than out on the streets where youths run amok”

He used to pub and social club but the life he lived gave him a drub
Just on the curb of the suburb, hopes to live a live quite undisturbed
He’s scared of kids with hoodies on
He doesn’t know they’re misconstrued
He tells young people where they belong
But he doesn’t think it’s rude

“I’m alright, she’s alright, as long as we don’t leave the house tonight.
Better off staying in with the box than out on the streets where youths run amok”

Every abode
Is just a screen and a sofa
We’re regularly told
That there’s someone out there waiting to hurt us, so why did no one tell me that…

It’s alright, no fuss nor fight just get yourself out of the house tonight
Or sit and rot in front of the box, throw away the key and change the locks
It’s alright, no fuss nor fight just get yourself out of the house tonight
Or sit and rot in front of the box, throw away the key and change the locks
Throw away the key and change the locks
Throw away the key and change the locks
Track Name: The Cars Follow Me Home (Live Session)
In a yellowed underpass
The crunch of broken glass
Makes me up my pace
My feet begin to race
And I ask

Why black cats
Always cross my path
And ladders hang over me
'Cause at night, the cars follow me home

And the sirens go
Past the CCTV on the Texaco

Desolate shopping centres
Bathed in yellow light,
Joyriders flash by on stolen quad bikes

Where tall flats
Loom behind my back
And shadows seem to swallow me
'Cause at night, the cars follow me home

Os carros segue me casa
(Past The Tavistock)
Os carros segue me casa
(Past the antique shop)
Os carros segue me casa
(Oh no there's nothing to be frightened of)
Track Name: Respectable Man (Solo)
Walking down by castle street now
A homeless man calls out
“Can I have 20p for a cup of tea” now
Was his shout
On his arms were scabby tracks
Covered up by tatts
What a thing to ask

Find my way to Womanby
A stranger stops me in her stride
“Have you got any change for me?”
The girl cried
A charity mugger
Oh not another
Look on her face like her mother doesn’t love her

What do these people want from me?
Don’t they know nothing comes for free?
Cos I’m a respectable man
And I work hard to get by
I deserve what I earn
So don’t take a piece of my pie

Say hello to Zinc Street
To the sounds of the Rag n Bone
“Give us all your metal, people
In your cosy terraced homes”
In his eyes, yeah, you could tell
What he wants is professional help
Not copper to melt

But what do these people think they’re owed?
Can’t even walk down my road!
Cos my cow of a wife
Is already milking me dry
Accept your fate
It ain’t my fault you’re work-shy

Pull yourself up by your bootstraps
Cut the crap
and get off your back
it’s up to us to take the slack
and if ya wanna know
I’m alright Jack

Aren’t there places you can go?
How can you afford that Strongbow?
Cos I pay my tax
To pay for people like you
Get up off your backs
Get out of the dole queue
Track Name: Limbo (Waiting Room) - Piano Solo - Demo Idea
(instrumental)
Track Name: Don't Let The Other Team Tell You Where To Shoot (Live At Warehouse 54, Newport)
Kick off your troubles in your boots
And your Nike tracksuit
But don’t let the other team tell you where to shoot

Kick it out scream angry fans
Better off, kick it in the stands
We don’t want it in this green and pleasant land

How much they payin’ you ref?
Every decisions gone against the left
Of ideas we are bereft
We’re struggling to intercept

Their tactics are as old as time
They’ll squeeze over the line
Break up the passage of play
Divide it up and then they get their way
So ain’t no time to delay

Don’t get left back on the bench
We need your guile against the English defence
Ain’t no time for sitting on the fence

It’s a game of two halfs
The underdog will have the last laugh
We can beat them if we learn how to pass

So kick off your troubles in your boots
And your Nike tracksuit
But don’t let the other team tell you where to shoot
Don’t let the other team tell you where to shoot
Track Name: Who Burnt Down The Bingo Hall? (Live From The Canteen, Bristol)
Who burnt down the Bingo Hall
And gated the alleys where scallies crawl?
Fifty years of unfinished games
Mysteriously went up in flames
Tony told The Echo that the sky was black
Find the culprits lock ‘em up quick snap
And give us back, our glory days
The Splott we knew went up in a blaze

But the building had fallen to disrepair
Local residents were unaware
of the cloak and dagger desire
No one seemed to really care
The toxic stench that filled the air
There’s no smoke without fire

Thanks to a cowardly arsonist
The streets resigned to a bygone twist
While the same joyriders with different bikes
Wheely around for the rest of their lives
The day they announce they’re building flats
Old fellas will eat their Dai Caps
What a time to implement
Sudden plans for redevelopment
Track Name: Manda Ritmo (Live At Warehouse 54, Newport)
The start is a long, cold, lonely winter
But happiness is not a destination
Nothing changes when you're a legal drinker
So never think above your station
Track Name: Cop Pacificação (Demo)
Welcome to Cop Pacificação
Leave your shinpads behind
You won't need them no more
There are only four teams in Cop Pacificação
A melhor defesa e aquela com mator armar de fogo
(The best defence is that which has bigger fire power)
But militia strikes against tykes on push bikes
There ain't no way to level the score
Too many kids on the floor now
There are no rules in Cop Pacificação
Traficantes filled the referee with lead
And there ain't no winners in Cop Pacificação
T.V. highlights show clips of the dead
Strikers make runs but defenders got guns
In the city of God, you only see red
Players get shot to the head now!

(And who never heard about the City of God? É nois, shhh
In Rio, whoever makes my people look like stupid
Wait there! Stop the party!
Just because you are in suit see
Doesn't mean you will intimidate or fool me
With your projects and methods
That aim for 'a better future for the nation'
There is so much hypocrisy from police agents in the peripheries
What for? For pacification?
Is this provocation or what?
You've been spending millions in the World Cup
Magazines, Newspapers, T.V. gossip
And what about the country?
"Whatever! it doesn't make any difference to us"
Typical thoughts of a politician, watch out people!)

Who do you think you are boy?
You're not a superstar, boy
You'll never get that far, boy
When you come from the favela, boy