'Drunk Daddy' by Cherry-Poppin' Daddies said:(brass opening)
Mamma married a big asshole,
whiskey bottles on the floor,
He just keeps on watchin' TV.
Stepchild tired of being poor.
Kitchen smells like rotten garbage,
I can't chew my food my face is sore.
Momma didn't come home last evening,
Neighbors say that she's a whore.
some folks never want for nuthin',
I'm a worn out hand me down.
Stupid rich kid gets me angry
Lord, I'm gonna cut him down.
Now I'm grown up same old story,
At 21 fell in love,
She left me just like the others,
Jesus, why'd you curse my love?
Drunk daddy broke my fingers.
Drunk daddy done kicked my head.
Drunk daddy smashed my sister.
Turned my whole world red.
Drunk daddy broke my fingers.
Drunk daddy done kicked my head.
Drunk daddy smashed my sister.
Turned my whole world blood red.
(brass section)
I haul the burden for the High and Mighty,
But I'm the top-hat Devil's son.
I got the luck of the drunk, try an' nail me,
I'm the bullseye - aim you gun.
Yesterday, they shook your hand boy,
Now they're gonna stab your back.
I can hear their sickening laugher,
Sneakin' like a Siamese cat.
Back stage in the club bathroom,
A graven image on the wall.
I'm about to get my vengeance,
Lights go down in the hall.
You gotta move fast to beat the Devil,
You arm is too short to box with God.
Big shadow in the doorway,
He's not going to spare the rod (so get out).
Drunk daddy broke my fingers.
Drunk daddy done kicked my head.
Drunk daddy smashed my sister,
Turned my whole world red.
Drunk daddy broke my fingers.
Drunk daddy done kicked my head.
Drunk daddy smashed my sister,
Turned my whole world blood red.
(instrumental)
He's coming up the stairs,
He's got that thing in his hand.
No, Dad! Don't! Leave me alone!
No! No! Daddy, don't!
He's coming up the stairs,
He's got that thing in his hand.
Okay Dad, you can beat me,
But you'll never beat me!
(brass instrumental)
Drunk daddy broke my fingers.
Drunk daddy done kicked my head.
Drunk daddy smashed my sister,
Turned my whole world red.
Drunk daddy broke my fingers.
Drunk daddy done kicked my head.
Drunk daddy smashed my sister,
Turned my whole world blood red.
Blood red.
(finale)
Experimenting with the swing revival-era and rockabilly revival (in form of so-called "psychobilly") a bit...
YouTube - Drunk Daddy (The Cherry Poppin Daddies)
And yes... I do like dance-worthy tunes with dark lyrics. :P I just find them ironic.
This one is very funny! You just don't expect the lyrics with this sound!
'Bloody Revolutions' (1980) by the Crass said:You talk about your revolution, well, that's fine
But what are you going to be doing come the time?
Are you going to be the big man with the tommy-gun?
Will you talk of freedom when the blood begins to run?
Well, freedom has no value if violence is the price
Don't want your revolution, I want anarchy and peace
You talk of overthrowing power with violence as your tool
You speak of liberation and when the people rule
Well ain't it people rule right now, what difference would there be?
Just another set of bigots with their rifle-sights on me
But what about those people who don't want your new restrictions?
Those that disagree with you and have their own convictions?
You say they've got it wrong because they don't agree with you
So when the revolution comes you'll have to run them through
You say that revolution will bring freedom for us all
Well freedom just ain't freedom when your back's against the wall
You talk of overthrowing power with violence as your tool
You speak of liberation and when the people rule
Well ain't it people rule right now, what difference would there be?
Just another set of bigots with their rifle-sights on me
Will you indoctrinate the masses to serve your new regime?
And simply do away with those whose views are too extreme?
Transportation details could be left to British rail
Where Zyklon B succeeded, North Sea Gas will fail
It's just the same old story of man destroying man
We've got to look for other answers to the problems of this land
You talk of overthrowing power with violence as your tool
You speak of liberation and when the people rule
Well ain't it people rule right now, what difference would there be?
Just another set of bigots with their rifle-sights on me
Vive la revolution, people of the world unite
Stand up men of courage, it's your job to fight
It all seems very easy, this revolution game
But when you start to really play things won't be quite the same
Your intellectual theories on how it's going to be
Don't seem to take into account the true reality
Cos the truth of what you're saying, as you sit there sipping beer
Is pain and death and suffering, but of course you wouldn't care
You're far too much of a man for that, if Mao did it so can you
What's the freedom of us all against the suffering of the few?
That's the kind of self-deception that killed ten million Jews
Just the same false logic that all power-mongers use
So don't think you can fool me with your political tricks
Political right, political left, you can keep your politics
Government is government and all government is force
Left or right, right or left, it takes the same old course
Oppression and restriction, regulation, rule and law
The seizure of that power is all your revolution's for
You romanticise your heroes, quote from Marx and Mao
Well their ideas of freedom are just oppression now
Nothing changed for all the death, that their ideas created
It's just the same fascistic games, but the rules aren't clearly stated
Nothing's really different cos all government's the same
They can call it freedom, but slavery is the game
Nothing changed for all the death, that their ideas created
It's just the same fascistic games, but the rules aren't clearly stated
Nothing's really different cos all government's the same
They can call it freedom, but slavery is the game
There's nothing that you offer but a dream of last years hero
The truth of revolution, brother................... is year zero.
'Special Brew' (Bad Manners cover) by Skankin' Pickle said:I love you, yes I do, 'cause I know that you love me too
I love you , yes I do, gonna spend all my money on you
Everyday , when I say , that I'm not gonna take any more
Its okay, don't go away, I'll be back when you're closing the door
I need some more to restore all the feelings that I get from you
And I want more, give me more, all I want is a barrel of you
I love you, yes I do, 'cause I know that you love me too
I love you, yes I do, gonna spend all my money on you
And I don't care when they stare at the way that I'm always with you
We're a pair, its not fair when they say we're a special crew
I love you, yes I do, 'cause I know that you love me too
I love you , yes I do, gonna spend all my money on you
Everyday , when I say , that I'm not gonna take any more
Its okay, don't go away, I'll be back when you're closing the door
And I love you, yes I do, 'cause I know that you love me too
Was listening to the Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots album by Flaming Lips; it was my first album.
But this song is stuck in my head. Can't find the song on YouTUbe, so I hope a youku.com link will do.
Skankin Pickle- Special Brew - ?? - ???? - ????
'A Moment of Silence' by Streetlight Manifesto said:A moment of silence, please, for those who never get the chance
They show up to the party, but they're never asked to dance
The losers, the liars, the bastards, the thieves
The cynicists, the pessimists, and those that don't believe in nothing
I never met a loser that I didn't see eye-to-eye with, I declare
I stare into your eyes
But you look right past me into the air
What's it like to stand in your shoes?
To have never felt the belt of somebody's abuse?
I take the bottle and I tip it to all my heroes that have passed
Alas, you have left us, but your stories they will last
Uninspired by the recruiting call
Independent we stand
Independent we fall
So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
Before they call you bluff and watch you fall?
I don't know, but I'd like to think I had control
At some point, but I let it go and lost my soul
Sit tight, but the revolution's years away
You're losing faith and I'm running low on things to say
So, I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate
The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
Oh! To have died that night, I realized it wouldn't last
Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
Oh! To the west, you don't know what it is you're running from
And everybody's laughing loud
Your last chance to make your mother and your father proud
Oh, oh, oh...
A moment of silence, please, for those who never get the chance
They show up to the party, but they're never asked to dance
The losers, the liars, the bastards, the thieves
The cynicists, the pessimists, and those that don't believe in nothing
They said "a pox,
Upon your house,
Upon your family and everyone you ever knew
And everyone you'll ever meet"
I bet they think we wish we joined when we could
But we do what we want, we don't do what we should
Now, everybody's laughing, 'cause they're thinking they're in on something I don't get
Don't forget
I connect and I read every word you said
Like a child who believes he was wronged
If you hate me so much, then stop singing my songs
So tell me: how long do you think you can go before you lose it all?
Before they call you bluff and watch you fall?
I don't know, but I'd like to think I had control
At some point, but I let it go and lost my soul
Sit tight, but the revolution's years away
I'm losing faith and I'm running low on things to say
So, I guess I have no choice but to regurgitate
The tired anthem of a loser and a hypocrite
Oh! To have died that night, I realized it wouldn't last
Our days were numbered and the reaper tipped the hourglass
The final mayday of our sinking ship had come and passed
Oh! To the west, you don't know what it is you're running from
And everybody's laughing loud
Your last chance to make your mother and your father proud
Oh, oh, oh...