Pissed Again 7"

by The Afternoon Gentlemen

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Pissed Again 7" - released January 2010 by Active Rebellion, Beefy records, Cat and Owl, Divergent Series, Keep Screaming and Undislessed. 500 copies.

credits

released 18 January 2010
Recorded by Rob H at Silent City studios, Leeds.

tags

tags: punk tag boozegrind leeds gents grindcore fastcore powerviolence Leeds

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Track Name: LS6 2
LS6 2

LS6 2 violence crew,
Woodhouse not Hyde Park,
You won’t find the cool kids here,
Stay home after dark.
Dismembered bodies in the wood,
On the Ridge it’s no good -
No one takes the fucking bins,
Back streets full of shit and tins,
Kids throw fireworks in the hood,
Streets awash with student's blood (6 2).
Jacktar's shop,
Stinks of dog,
But the booze is cheap....
Scabby mongrels start to bark,
Scally bastards on the park,
Walking by you'll hear the blast,
TAG and Warboys playing fast..
If you come you won't go back,
Cunts will stab you in the back...
...In the fucking back.
Track Name: Daily Grind
Daily Grind

Brand new records through the door,
Precious vinyl hits the floor,
Always bringing more and more,
Cos there's no local record stores.
Needle on - turned up loud,
Blasting intro - classic sound,
Nice sleeve art - but wait what's this?
Awful lyrics of drivelling piss...
Same old story, the standard cant,
Hardcore clichés and an angry rant,
It’s so vague - you're talking shit,
Forget the words and just cut to the quick.
Inarticulate with the pen,
Just think it through and start again.
Track Name: Doley Denied
Doley Denied

Didn't sign on,
Missed your slot,
Now you're fucked...
Bread from the bins-
Blagging skins-
Docker cigs-
Eating twigs-
Life's no fun son when you're dole scum.
Track Name: Thrash Potato
Thrash Potato

Walking down St Peter's square,
Tempting smell wafts through the air -
Punk rock kitchen,
Come and step inside...
Barthur's cooking up the tasty steaks,
Backwards-head is making mean fish-cakes,
Parfaits melting...
Mystery food health scare outbreak,
Toxic grind-food that we make.
Track Name: Fuck The 12-Step Plan
Fuck The 12-Step Plan

Too much booze, it sank your mind,
Now you're weak they pick their time...
Submit to the higher power...
Fuck the 12-step plan.
Fuck their plan - I need more,
Rotgut booze - on the floor,
Fuck the 12-step plan.
Fuck off.
Track Name: Wrongcock
Wrongcock

Tight jeans,
Daft hair,
Bad mosh,
Brief trend -
You're a wrongcock.
Track Name: Roy The Bread Boy
Roy The Bread Boy

No trying to talk to you,
Brown bread -
It will never get through.
Total waste of space,
Complete fucking disgrace.
Savour the failure.
Laughing at you,
Every single day,
Following rules.
Fuck that -
Eat your bread.
We'll just take
What we want...
Track Name: Beer For Life
Beer For Life

Beer for life (x 2)
Life's great comfort,
Beer for life (x 2),
Chimay, Rochefort,
Beer for life (x 2)
Seek the best ales (get your own),
Quaff them all - beer for life.
Quaff...
Beer for life (x 2).
Oatmeal porter or cider,
Drink ‘til you fall down on the fucking floor.
Track Name: Stupid Dickhead
Stupid Dickhead

You fucking dickhead,
Stupid dickhead,
Fucking dickhead,
Cunt.
Track Name: Piss Town
Piss Town

Always walking round this shit-hole town,
Stupid scally twats and their little brats.
Piss town - always the same,
Shit-hole - full of fucking cunts.
Track Name: Meths
Meths

Meths, drinking meths,
Drinking meths, drinking meths...
Meths, meths.
Track Name: Have You Got 20p For A Cup Of Tea?
Have You Got 20p For A Cup Of Tea?

“Lend us 20p”.
But what could it be for -
Tea? Bus? Booze? Drugs?
“Fair play – there you go…”,
I’m not one to begrudge the simple things,
Soon we’ll all be on the scrounge...
No money – can’t eat – can’t sleep.
Scratch around – on the ground – for a pound.
And they say – there’s enough – to go round?
(Trickle down)
Track Name: Barthur And The Knife
Barthur And The Knife

Sharpened edge - slash the skin.
Respect the blade - the blade of Barthur.
Sharpened edge,
Parsley wins.
Fish prep kitchen mishap,
Blood...
Cutting parsley - ouch my finger.
Argh!
Never play the bass again.
(Chopping board oblivion)
Track Name: White Cider Rampage
White Cider Rampage

Wake up,
Start again,
3 litres for two pounds ten.
Smash time,
Gents all meet,
Stagger drunkly in the street.
Track Name: Docker Picker
Docker Picker

All day searching the ground,
Rich bounty awaits....
Docker picker -
Pull the baccy out of the back,
Turn it round, twist off the black.
You're a docker-picker,
You're a monkey-needer,
Keep your eyes on the floor.
Baccy scrounger,
You fucking docker-picker,
Monkey-needer,
Pass that monkey over here.
Track Name: White String Vest/Spare Change
White String Vest/Spare Change

Walking round in the town,
Sniffing glue or smoking brown,
Belly out, vest tucked in,
All day long you'll wear a grin,
Just stay away from bleach and Vim,
Fall asleep beside the bins,
Wake up feeling damp...
White string vest man,
Only you can drink so much,
Out drink the rest
'til
death……
Spare any change?