I remember going to see a support band.. to the buzzcoks after Devoto left to join Magazine, and Pete Shelly beomming the RIGHTFUL ( IMHO) singer..
they were a clubbie band that played to the working class folks of working mens clubs one week and decided to go ” punk”.. my god it was laughable, ya seen where their wrangler flares has been taken in, and the cheeseloth shirts of auld hippies, they came on like 4 jesus’s, still in beards attempting to look the part. maaaan i was embarrased as i knew benny the bass player personally.. he used to reek of sandalwood and say ” hey man” a lot.
jaysus !!!! googled mark perry and near fainted that his name came up.. the first ever plastic giveaway in sniffin glue. i still have it with “how much longer” as the b side.
you bastarird by the one and only ATV, 3 decades later !
said im goin to a party
and i hope you are hearty
so please dont be naughty
for its a punky reggae party
new wave, new phrase
new wave, craze
its takes joyful sound
to make the world go round
come with your heart and soul
come and rock your bone
its a punky reggae party
and its tonight
its a punky reggae party
and its alright
what did you say?
rejected by society
treated with impunity
protected by my dignity
i search for reality
new wave, new craze
new wave, new wave, new phrase
im sayin
the Wailers will be there
the Damned, the Jam, the Clash
Maytals will be there
Dr. Feelgood too
no boring old farts, no boring old farts, no boring old farts
will be there!
no boring old farts, no boring old farts, no boring old farts
will be there!
well its a punky reggae party
and its tonite
its a punky reggae party
and its alrite
a tip from a gypsy
she said “man you gettin tipsy”
hiding from reality
in your world of hypocrisy
in your world of hypocrisy
in your world of hypocrisy
in your world of hypocrisy
in your world of hypocrisy
let me tell you
a brother, a brother, a brother, a brother
a brother, a brother
We’re looking for no trouble
But if you trouble trouble
We’ll give it to you double
it takes a joyful sound
to make the world go round
it takes a joyful sound
so come and rock your bone
cause its a punky reggae party
and its tonite
well its a punky reggae party
and its alrite
a tip from a gypsy
she said “man you gettin tipsy”
hiding from reality
in your world of hypocrisy
in your world of hypocrisy
hidin from reality
in your world of hypocrisy
in your world of hypocrisy
a bubble, a bubble
were looking for no trouble
new wave, new phrase
new wave, new wave, new craze
I used to bunk off work on a friday to see these Ruts on the Music machine..they noticed and checked my appointments, so i had to pretend i was really going to the S.t.d clinic !!!
its muscular coming from a large muscle we have at back of neck just under the brain it can traverse up leading to headaches when we sing/orgasm. or to shoulder blades. i bet breating in is worse. a shooting pain between shoulder blades at times ? easy sorted with a muscle relaxant from melleril.. its semi stress related. I bet some days you feel you cannot move your neck ? or certain ways you posture your neck eases it ?
We met when we were in school
Never took no s.hhit from no one, we weren’t fools.
The teacher says we’re dumb
We’re only having fun
We peiss on everyone…
In the classroom
When we got thrown out I left without much fuss
An’ weekends We’d go dancing
Down Streatham on the bus
You always made me pay,
Got me in bad fights,
playing pool all night,
Smokin’ Menthol
I practiced daily in my room
You were down the Crown planning your next move
Go on a nicking spree,
Hit the wrong guy,
Each of you get three…
Years in Brixton!
I did my very best to write
How was Butlins?
Were the screws too tight?
When you lot get out,
We’re gonna hit the town,
We’ll burn it fvckin’ down…
To a cinder!
‘Cos years have passed and things have changed
And i move anyway i wanna go!
I’ll never forget the feeling i got
When i heard that you were home!
An’ I’ll never forget the smile on my face
‘Cos i knew where you would be!
An’ if you’re in the Crown tonight,
Have a drink on me,
But go easy… Step lightly… Stay free…
You never listen to a word that I said
You only seen me
For the clothes that I wear
Or did the interest go so much deeper
It must have been
The colour of my hair
The Public Image
What you wanted was never made clear
Behind the image was ignorance and fear
You hide behind this public machine
Still follow same old scheme
Public Image
Two sides to every story
Somebody had to stop me
I’m not the same as when I began
I will not be treated as property
Public Image
Two sides to every story
Somebody had to stop me
I’m not the same as when I began
Its not a game of monopoly
Public image
Public image
You got what you wanted
The public image belongs to me
It’s my entrance
My own creation
My grand finale
My goodbye
Public image
Goodbye
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