Taken from "King Shit And The Golden Boys" 1995
"One, two, three, four
No no no no no...
Sitting in the squirmish frontal room
She says I'm not very cool
But I know better than that
She knows better than that
And I know more than her
And she knows better than that
No no no no no...
Sitting in the squirmish frontal room
She says I'm not very cool
But I know better than that
She's no better than me
I'm no better than her
But it's not hip, not okay
I say no no no no..."
A very very lo-fi song thats all fuzz, noise and grot. Theres a song buried beneath it all somewhere, quite a catchy one if I am not mistaken.
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Saturday, 18 August 2007
Tuesday, 12 June 2007
Bite
Taken from "King Shit and The Golden Boys" 1995
"I remember things
We weren't in the plan
Long ago when I was a young man
Never tried to hide
Never really saw the
House that holds
The hawk's head cold
Is mine yes
I drink myself into a drunken mess
Lose my luck, fail the test
They're are the things I wanna say to you
They're are things that I'd like to say to you"
Sounds like Joe Cocker in an acid-rock band. An outtake and rough recording of what sounds like part of a song. Not used to that crazy guitar in GBV songs. File under Obscure.
"I remember things
We weren't in the plan
Long ago when I was a young man
Never tried to hide
Never really saw the
House that holds
The hawk's head cold
Is mine yes
I drink myself into a drunken mess
Lose my luck, fail the test
They're are the things I wanna say to you
They're are things that I'd like to say to you"
Sounds like Joe Cocker in an acid-rock band. An outtake and rough recording of what sounds like part of a song. Not used to that crazy guitar in GBV songs. File under Obscure.
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