Voici la version de Pirate Press Record du dernier Cock Sparrer. Cette version est l'une des plus belle production Oi que j'ai vu. Elle vient avec toutes les paroles, un CD de l'album et un DVD
d'une quarantaine de minutes, entrevue et portion live.
Le vinyl est divisé en trois portion, blanc bleu et rouge, une très belle production. PPR023.
Face A
1 Too Late
2 Did You Have A Nice Life Without Me?
3 Gotta Get Out
4 Spirit Of '76
5 So Many Things
6 Suicide Girls
7 Despite All This
Face B
1 Don't Stop
2 Will You?
3 Time To Make Your Move
4 Last Orders
5 True To Yourself
6 Sussed
7 Better Than This
Paroles:
Too Late :
Day after day fingers to the bone
To earn another pound, to pay another loan
Face to the grindstone, neck on the line
Killing himself, just to pass time
Hour after hour, watching the clock
Grafting hard with his head on the block
Loyal to the end, the old school way
But it counts for nothing nowadays
We'll all look back in the future
At where it all went wrong
We'll all sit around arguing
About people now long gone
We'll all have the answers over a pint
And opinions to debate
But there's not a lot of point in talking about it
By then it will be too late
They closed down the factory it's cheaper abroad
Fat cats paid so they couldn't afford
To put food on the table of the family man
Forty years service, no pension plan
His life's on hold, his shattered dreams
Empty thoughts and what might have been
No money, no future, no work, no hope
No chance to think, he just couldn't cope
We'll all look back in the future
At where it all went wrong
We'll all sit around arguing
About people now long gone
We'll all have the answers over a pint
And opinions to debate
But there's not a lot of point in talking about it
By then it will be too late
Tomorrow will be too late [x4]
To be waiting at the factory gate
Said we'll all look back in the future
At where it all went wrong
We'll all sit around arguing
About people now long gone
We'll all have the answers over a pint
And opinions to debate
But there's not a lot of point in talking about it
By then it will be too late
Did You Have A Nice Life Without Me? :
It seems so long, so many years,
since that old school song echoed in my ears.
You made plans - I played in a Band.
You wanted flowers and walks in the park,
I wanted sound-checks and getting up after dark.
You made plans - I played in a Band.
Did you marry anyone? Have you got some sprogs?
Did you buy a big house? Have you got a pet dog?
Did it all turn out how you wanted it to be?
Did you have a nice life without me?
We were young, I didn't understand.
Life was fun, no time for making plans.
You made plans - I played in a Band.
Did you marry anyone? Have you got some sprogs?
Did you buy a big house? Have you got a pet dog?
Did it all turn out how you wanted it to be?
Did you have a nice life without me?
Your friends all wanted "our tunes" and school run 4 x 4's
and my friends just practice indoors
Your friends all booked their honeymoons.
And bought their wedding cakes
my friends just got in the way.
Your mum said "give him the elbow, he's running your life"
and my mum said "you'd make a lovely wife".
Your brother told me "piss off or he'd knock me down the stairs" -
what a love affair.
Then our dreams grew up and went their separate ways.
Two young lovers - a lifetime away
You made plans - I played in a Band.
Did you marry anyone? Have you got some sprogs?
Did you buy a big house? Have you got a pet dog?
Did it all turn out how you wanted it to be?
Did you have a nice life without me?
Did you have a nice life without me?
Gotta Get Out :
For years we stood, side by side
Heads held high, heart full of pride
One of a kind, staunch and true
You turned your back and to this day
I'm not sure why you run away
Loyalty means nothing to you
I bet you think it'll be forgotten
Not a chance, too much, too little, too late
Gotta get out, get out of this place
Gotta get out, get out of my face
Gotta get out, get out of here
[Repeat]
Do you miss the lads do you miss the fun?
Life's too short when all is said and done
Sorry ain't enough you're gonna need more than that
I bet you made it alright in your head
Twisted every word forgotten what was said
Don't hold out, for you, there's no way back
I bet you think it'll be forgotten
Not a chance, too much, too little, too late
Gotta get out, get out of this place
Gotta get out, get out of my face
Gotta get out, get out of here
[Repeat]
With your hand on your heart can
you look me in the eye
And tell me it was all worthwhile
With your head in the clouds but
your feet on the ground
Come on, tell me it was all worthwhile
Gotta get out [x6]
With your hand on your heart can
you look me in the eye
And tell me it was all worthwhile
With your head in the clouds but
your feet on the ground
Come on, tell me it was all worthwhile
Gotta get out, get out of this place
Gotta get out, get out of my face
Gotta get out, get out of here
[Repeat]
Gotta get out of here
Gotta get out of here
Gotta get out of here
Get right out of...
Spirit of ’76:
It’s the hottest anyone can remember
Everybody knows something’s gonne start
This fella sings with a hundred and one reasons
For you to give him the keys, the keys to your heart
Guitars crash land in flames from hell
With bullets for rich or poor
A voice rings out like a bell
Cutting trough the chaos of hate and war
Back to Basics, guitar picks, drumsticks – spirit of ‘76
Sceptics, slapsticks, limericks and plastics – spirit of ‘76
Convicts, ethnics, mavericks and beatniks – spirit of ‘76
Psychics, mystics, politics and con tricks – spirit of ‘76
While Mister Nasty makes enemies of new statesmen
And others jam with soul but nothing new
And Yankee cars play the same old, on the stereo
He walks up to the mike and he shows us what to do
Music like this can kick down doors
Dressed in rage with style
They don’t believe the truth no more
A white riot leaves them bleeding in the aisles
And nothing’s gonna be the same again
Said nothing’s gonna be the same again
Music like this can kick down doors
Dressed in rage with style
They don’t believe the truth no more
A white riot leaves them bleeding in the aisles
So Many Things :
Paradises ruined by violence in the sun
Dictators ruling countries and killing everyone
At home it's not much better, no Bobbies on the beat
Just rages in the road and stabbings in the street
And I won't take this anymore
So many things in this world are wrong
So many things I've put up with for too long
The future is here, no better than before
So many things I won't take no more
Everything's a mess and nothing will survive
So many sacrifice just to stay alive
But the experts are so clever, and they tell us what to do
Religion never dies, it's born again for you
And I won't take this anymore
So many things in this world are wrong
So many things I've put up with for too long
The future is here, no better than before
So many things I won't take no more
Operators put me on hold (So many things)
Global warming but I'm still cold (So many things)
Doctors say don't drink, don,t smoke (So many things)
Working longer but I'm still broke (So many things)
Can't find anything on TV (So many things)
But there's a thousand cameras watching me (So many things)
And I won't take this anymore
Said I won't take this anymore
So many things in this world are wrong
So many things I've put up with for too long
The future is here, it's no better than before
So many things So many things
So many things I won't take no more
Suicide Girls :
Four in the morning, out all night, going where she can't tell.
But she knows it'll be alright, she's with the suicide Girls.
Strutting down the street, with an attitude like she own's the world.
Don't even think she'd look at you, she's with the Suicide Girls.
And when they're all together you'd better watch out,
nobody's gonna mess with them, 'till the last one passes out.
Ordering the drinks and talking loud, with a laugh like a scream from hell.
She's never gonna be one of the crowd, she's with the Suicide Girls.
For a lifetime or single night, your might get into her world.
That'll be strictly by invite, she's with the Suicide Girls.
Just don't try to take her away, you'll be dead before you fell.
Get in the back seat, know your place, she's with the Suicide Girls.
And when they're all together you'd better watch out,
nobody's gonna mess with them, 'till the last one passes out.
She might dance the night away, or spend it in a cell.
It don't matter anyway, she's with the Suicide Girls.
All for one and one for all, we're with the Suicide Girls.
All for one and one for all, we're with the Suicide Girls.
All for one and one for all, we're with the Suicide Girls.
All for one and one for all, we're with the Suicide Girls.
All for one and one for all, we're with the Suicide Girls.
All for one and one for all, we're with the Suicide Girls.
Despite All This:
She’s a fully paid up, card carrying member
Of the socially inept
Ain’t got no air or graces
Just a sense of self loathing
She’s lost all self respect
Monday’s child’s looking out, through tear stained windows
Friday’s child is looking in
She wants to get back
To where it all started
She just don’t know where to begin
Despite all this, she’s shinning trough
Despite all this, she’ll smile again
Despite all this, she’s shinning trough
Despite all this, she’s gonna win
She needs to find someone, someone to hold her
And wipe away her tears
Someone she can plan with
And look to the future
And take away her fears
Despite all this, she’s shinning trough
Despite all this, she’ll smile again
Despite all this, she’s shinning trough
Despite all this, she’s gonna win
And if you see past the funny hair and makeup
You’ll see the spark in her eyes
Doing jobs for a pound that no-one else will take up
She don’t believe in compromise
She don’t believe in compromise
She’s a fully paid up, card carrying member
Of the socially inept
Don’t Stop:
Well I ain’t change not as such
A little bit wiser but not that much
I might be a little out of touch
But I’ve still got something to say
And I look around and it’s much the same
A different generation with a brand new name
I’ve got it sussed, I’m not playing game
Same day same old story
All it takes is a little bit of common sense
Don’t stop believing, don’t stop believing
Don’t stop believing in yourself
People come and people go
There’s a thousand faces I’ll never know
I’m lost in the crowd but even so
I’ve still got something to say
I’m not surprised, what do you expect?
It’s got like this cos of your neglect
And now it’s time to show some respect
But it’s the same day same old story
All it takes is a little bit of common sense
But I still get angry, I still get mad
Just like I did when I was a lad
But the flame’s still burning deep inside of me
Inside of me
Inside of me
Don’t stop believing, don’t stop believing
Don’t stop believing in yourself
Will You?:
I’m going down for a year or more
A misunderstanding with the law
But I can handle doing time
If I know you’ll still be mine
And when they say they’re gonna have to lock me in
I’ll look in the gallery for you
And if you’re there I’ll know I’ll take it on the chin
If you’ll wait for me, I can see it trough
Will you save yourself for me?
Will you, Will you?
Will you save yourself for me?
The evidence is harsh but true
And they’ll do what they have to do
But they think I just cheat and lie
But you’ve seen my creative
And if I get buggered by Mr BIG in the shower
Or if I hit a screw and lose my visitor’s rights
Will you still remain my little flower?
Will you wait for me on the other side?
Will you save yourself for me?
Will you, Will you?
Will you save yourself for me?
And when they say they’re gonna have to lock me in
I’ll look in the gallery for you
And if you’re there I’ll know I’ll take it on the chin
If you’ll wait for me, I can see it trough
Will you save yourself for me?
Cos I’ve gotta wait for you
Time To Make Your Move:
When life gets big and your world is small
When you bend your head cos you’ve got too tall
You know it’s time to go over the wall
It’s time to make your move
When the rules besome too hard to take
And promises are made to break
You need to make your own mistakes
It’s time to make your move
You’ve got everything to prove
It’s time to make your move X4
No more going with the flow
Saying yes when you mean no
Right or wrong you’ve got to go
It’s time to make your move
They’ll cry but know you’ve got to learn
They did it once, now it’s your turn
So cross that bridge before it burns
It’s time to make your move
You’ve got everything to prove
It’s time to make your move X4
Last Order:
The first time that I saw her it was getting kinda late
I’d already had a skinful but I asked her for a date
She said yes, I had a drink to celebrate
Time for one last round
I know the road to romance has some very rocky paths
So next night I was careful and I stuck to drinking half’s
In an hour, in an alley with our drawers around our calf’s
Time for one last round
The bells, the bells,
So loud a man can’t think
The bells, the bells,
Is there time for another drink?
Fifteen minutes later we were back inside the pub
She told me I was wonderful, she said she was in love
I said “thank you darling, two large brandies guv”
There’s time for one last round
The bells, the bells,
So loud a man can’t think
The bells, the bells,
Is there time for another drink?
Four pints of lager later things went from bad to worse
She came back from the toilet caught me going through her purse
She said “forget the taxi, you’re gonna need a hearse”
There’s time for one last round
One tequila, two tequila, three tequila four
I knew I wasn’t drunk I had a good grip on the floor
I puckered up to kiss her but she punched me in the jaw
Time for one last round
Time for one last
Time for one last
Time for one last round
True to yourself:
Always trying to pleas, always running round
Finding time feet don’t touch the ground
Back against the wall, no thanks at all
Crack up, head fuck, no fun at all
Break out – do what you wanna do
Find out – who is the real you?
Shoot it out – I’ll do it my own way
Always be true to you
Always be true to you
Always be true to yourself
To yourself
Always first to offer, always last to ask
They never really bother with the face behind the mask
The taller you stand, the further you fall
Knocked down, kept down, no fun at all
Break out – do what you wanna do
Find out – who is the real you?
Shoot it out – I’ll do it my own way
Always be true to you
Always be true to you
Always be true to yourself
To yourself
Sussed:
He walks in the room, giving it the big ‘un
Telling his stories, to anyone who’ll listen
To the lies that ne now believe to be true
We’ve had enough, we’re through with you
Playing us all off, against one another
Mate against mate, brother against brother
Light the fuse and then walk away
It’s gonna backfire on you one day
I Sussed you out
I Sussed you out
I Sussed you out
See through you
The doctors said, he had to knock it on the head
Another six months or he would be dead
But he’s still full of shit and I’m starting to think
I preffered you mate when you had a drink
I got your number, I sussed you out
You don’t fool me, I know what you’re about
You hate the fact that we’re all aware
You walk in a room now and nobody cares
I Sussed you out
I Sussed you out
I Sussed you out
See through you
I caught you out X4
I Sussed you out
Better That This:
I used to think that the time would come
When I’d sit on a beach, soaking up the sun
I used to yearn for the lottery win
And the riches tomorrow might bring
I sat around and wished my life away
But now I know it’s all a show
And the end’s the same any way you go
So I won’t cry for good times I’ve missed
Cos it don’t get better than this
Time keeps slipping through our hands
Wasted dreams, forgotten plans
The sun comes up on another day
As the search goes on for a better way
Running around, looking for a place to die
But now I know it’s all a show
And the end’s the same any way you go
So I won’t cry for good times I’ve missed
Cos it don’t get better than this
Promises are hollow when they’re waiting for tomorrow
Your dreams go floating past, in the bottom of a glass
I sat around and wished my life away
But now I know it’s all a show
And the end’s the same any way you go
So I won’t cry for good times I’ve missed
Cos it don’t get better than this
