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Knockout
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'Knockout'
I got your girlfriend lying in my bed
Aint she a knockout
About as good as it gets
That girl’s a knockout
Ooohhh she’s a wild one
Her hip leather whips like a shot from a gun
As my head hits the floor for the count for the knockout
Your girl’s tracing down my chest
But hands on lock-down
She’s nicotine I need a fix
I just can’t cut her out
Got the keys to the heavens
Satanico tease escape trick ‘fore I’m done
My head hit’s the floor for the count for the knockout
Her eyes lit up when I walked in the room
Sensed her bedevilment know you did too
How does it feel man it must turn you green
Knowing your pretty little city cowgirl is riding round town on me
Little rockabilly queen doll of the Dalston scene
Rocking tattoos wearing lucky 13
Drinking bourbon dressed in red
Wrapped pins tight in fishnets
Oh then she b-b-b-b-bites
I got your girlfriend lying in my bed
Oh what a woman
Left a tattoo up on my neck
As she draws my blood up
Man you can’t tame a wild one
You can’t please your girl sorry son when we’re done
Her head hits the floor for the count for the knockout
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'Riot in the Streets'
Riot in the streets
I feel the concrete rumble ‘neath my feet
I feel the concrete rumble ‘neath my feet
Let’s shake the maker, wake him from his sleep
Call jobless John get out of bed
Show them that we ain’t half dead and riot in the streets
Say this old world can’t change
The money men will always catch the break
The money men will always catch the break
Another joker broker cheating me again
Well let’s go smash his champagne down
Kick it over London Town and riot in the streets
I’m calling out
Shake the game up, shake the game up
There ain’t a doubt
It’s time to riot in the streets
Come here now girl
Look at this world
You may not know there’s more to us than chasing girls
Well I’ve been down blind eyed road to many times to know it’s wrong, can’t you see it’s wrong
When there’s social genocide, can’t turn my eyes to blind if it’s come down to this let’s Riot in the streets
There’s Saturday night slags, dreaming that they’re WAGs if it’s come down to this let’s riot in the streets
Everybody we can’t run, the chavs, the ya ya yas, the unreality stars it’s time
It’s time to riot in the streets
Riot in the streets
Shake the game up
Shake the game up
Shake the game lets shake the gamemaker shake the game
There’s Saturday night slags, dreaming that they’re WAGs if it’s come down to this let’s riot in the streets
Those karaoke stars are dogging in their cars if it’s come down to this let’s riot in this streets
Let’s riot
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Burning Condors UK
Fresh on the Net described Burning Condors' debut single ‘Honey Trap’ as “...dirty in a good way...” whilst God is in the TV hailed “...a howling haunted victim of love no more”. Joyzine was equally impressed, describing Burning Condors' sound as using “...a modern art punk filter to come up with something fresh and new. Imagine Nick Cave sipping whiskey with John Spencer in a Hoxton dive bar.” ... more
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