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Live at Cowshed

by Burning Condors

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Twisted Kind of Bliss 02:39
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'Twisted Kind of Bliss' That’s right baby now keep on walking on Screaming your heart out it means nothing now Running your mouth last bells are calling out When you’re on the juice you just keep on talking on You drive me up the wall Girl you’re gonna be my death When you’re out for war You push me to the edge But you got a way I can’t resist god aint this some twisted kind of bliss? I’m sick and tired of running after you One day you’re up the next you’re giving out the blues I swear now god I must’ve paid out all my dues You still tryna play that I don’t care for you When I clearly do You drive me up the wall Girl you’re gonna be my death When you’re out for war You push me to the edge But you got a way I can’t resist god aint this some twisted kind of bliss? All I can do is wrong Hear my silent sigh, when you’re putting that face on I don’t know what I’m supposed to do I can’t stand it but I, I keep falling back to you You drive me up the wall Girl you’re gonna be my death When you’re out for war You push me to the edge But you got a way I can’t resist god aint this some twisted kind of bliss? Yeah you got a way I can’t resist I said god aint this some twisted kind of bliss?
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That's All Right 03:09
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Every Little Lady 02:40
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Polka Dot Girl 02:20
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'Polka Dot Girl' She’s telling me it’s Primark But I don’t mind at all The way it hugs her sexy skin I tell the girl “You’re gonna make me fall” Oh because she’s my polka dot girl She likes to keep her shoes on When we’re dancing slow Smiling as she drops her dress On ma-ma-my bedroom floor Oh because she’s my polka dot, ma-my polka dot, ma-ma-my polka dot, she’s my polka dot girl The dance floor’s packed from the front to the back K-kiss me now baby and don’t look back Your hands in mine, I kiss your breath, maybe your name I will never ever forget Go hit me guitar ow yeah Looking right into her eyes She tells me I’m her one Oh come on now girl, take a bow girl Why d'ya have to go destroy what’s fun Oh because she’s my polka dot girl Go bleed your polka dots all over my face Come bleed your polka dots all over my face Just bleed your polka dots Just bleed your polka dots Come bleed your polka dot, pa-polka-dot pa-po-ow because she’s my polka dot, ma-my polka dot, ma-ma-my polka dot, she’s my polka dot girl
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Dirty Girl Blues 03:36
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'Dirty Girl Blues' Teen rites of passage was built for the masses Appearances to deceive Caught yourself falling that don’t come with a warning A cute trip for you to think that you’ll be playing me Well doll I been in this game too long I know I got got what you need It’s what you want And I don’t mean to be cruel mean to be unkind But I aint some young fool sure as hell aint blind The time has come to cut the shit Before we lose our minds It’s always hard to wear battle scars My past might cut you the same But control girl no need to feel insecure I’ll teach you so good you’ll be thinking your names lady luck Learnt those teasing tricks getting kicks out dicing at the players club Though I know this big world’s left you lost confused Wanna know the big scoop? We’re all scared to lose But don’t wanna play pretend like you got the dirty girl blues You see that playtime girl with the boys Wishing you could be so cool Thinking it’s control when to stay or go Don’t you know she aint the running the show That girl never gets what she wants That girl never gets what she needs But the penny only starts to drop When she’s getting to her feet from her knees That girl never gets what she wants That girl never gets what she needs But the penny only starts its little drop When she’s getting to her feet from her knees
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Burning up the Town 04:10
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'Burning up the Town' Check out pretty baby travelled back and beyond Aint you so cool dancing out to electro songs Thinking you’re a star, I don’t care who you are Dropping those names, like I give a damn We don’t care who you are, you sleep with boys in the band Aint you such a little star Well honey we don’t care who you are Yeah (Shaking dancing) Yeah (Always chancing) Yeah Honey listen up we don’t care Yeah (Taking London) Yeah (Shaking London) Yeah (We’re burning up the town) We don’t care, who you are Living it up, on daddies credit card Buying into trends, you gone lost who you are While I’m living out large, jamming with my friends on an old guitar Singing Yeah (Shaking dancing) Yeah (Always chancing) Yeah Honey listen up we don’t care Yeah (Taking London) Yeah (Shaking London) Yeah (We’re burning up the town) We don’t care, who you are Such a wannabe star Living on the guestlist, thinking you’ll go far Well I got news doll if that’s what you thought We don’t care who you are We’re shaking up dancing Crazy nights chancing Singing we don’t care who you are Taking on London Shaking up old London Kick the scene kids out now We’re burning up the town
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Love on the Rocks 02:56
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'Love on the Rocks' Going home never alone the type of girl you think you know When it’s through who’s used up who, play the game girl not afraid to lose Oh my girl, you know she can pick and choose I take her love on the rocks, I take her love on the rocks Just a dog go grab the lead, she’ll take only what she needs Tip of my tongue tasting so sweet, in the morning kick me out to the street Aint got time for bye bye baby blues I take her love on the rocks, I take her love on the rocks Morning sun slap my face, last nights mask long out of place Think I caught a dose, those Sunday morning blues I take her love on the rocks, I take her love on the rocks I take her love on the rocks, I take her love on the rocks I take her love on the rocks, I take her love on the rocks I take her love Oh it’s time to shake and move on, oh you gotta shake and move on Just shake and move it on, oh you gotta shake and move on It’s time to shake and move on, oh you gotta shake and move on oh you gotta shake and move it on, oh baby just shake I take her love, her love on the rocks I take her love, her love on the rocks I take her love, her love on the rocks I take her love
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Last Train Home 02:59
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'Last Train Home' Come fall down, this concrete bed we’ll rest left seeing stars Your hourglass shakes, morning’s breaking like a heart Such a little joker, well this ones on me don’t recognise myself It’s getting late, you turn your sarcastic face We go chasing the last train home Left praying won’t somebody save me from Work in the morning I should’ve known Coz every night I’m out with you I’m always chasing the train home I should’ve known better Than playing games starting at your breakfast club Well just fuck it now, might as well ride it out We go chasing the last train home Left praying for someone to save me from Work in the morning I should’ve known Coz every night I’m out with you I’m always chasing that train home I got your back when everything is through Now listen little rudgegirl no telling what we’re gonna do Coz this night is getting old but acting young, I’m feeling oh so young Kidding like we’re gonna gonna gonna get on We go chasing the last train home We go chasing the last train home We go chasing, we go chasing, we go chasing on We go chasing the last train All on the long road All on the long road home Kidding that we’re gonna gonna gonna get on I gotta gotta gotta get on Kidding that we ‘re gonna gonna gonna get on Well I gotta get on the last train
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Folsom Prison Blues 03:28
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Killing Time 03:48
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'Killing Time' I’m killing time I’m killing time, got left out in the cold I’m killing time I’m killing time, got left out in the cold Shakes on the floor Should be hotting up inside your bed Beg me back to your party Then you turn your little go go lights to red See them queuing up to ride your merry go round I can even see those dirty little faces now I can even see those dirty little faces now I can even see those dirty little faces now Won’t you please turn on your fire Been left out in the cold Been left out in the cold This aint a heartbreak Just cherry faced coz you mugged me off Searching 24 hours Coz you gone and shut your late night doors Only hear the screams from the boy on the scene I can even see those dirty little faces now I can even see those dirty little faces now I can even see those dirty little faces now You better go give me your fire Before I burn you six foot down I’m killing time I’m killing time, got left out in the cold I’m killing time I’m killing time, got left out in the cold I’m killing time I’m killing time, got left out in the cold It’s killing time It’s killing time, gonna leave you cold Just killing time And the weather aint easy Should be making loving time Here I’m shaking on the floor arse freezing I followed your string and that aint right Well you won’t see it coming either baby now it’s time It’s killing time, It’s killing time
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Riot in the Streets 03:00
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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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Recorded live at Cowshed Studios, London.
Engineered by Joe Leach.
Produced by Burning Condors.
Cover design by Sean Roper.

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released July 27, 2020

'Twisted Kind of Bliss': Written by Matthew Edun. Arranged and performed by Burning Condors (Marcus Thompson, Matthew Edun, Chris Church & Rory Littlebury).

'That's All Right': Written by Arthur Crudup. Published by Unichappell Music Inc. Arranged and performed by Burning Condors (Marcus Thompson, Matthew Edun, Chris Church & Rory Littlebury).

'Every Little Lady':Written by Matthew Edun & Marcus Thompson. Arranged and performed by Burning Condors (Marcus Thompson, Matthew Edun, Chris Church & Rory Littlebury).

'Polka Dot Girl': Written by Matthew Edun & Marcus Thompson. Arranged and performed by Burning Condors (Marcus Thompson, Matthew Edun, Chris Church & Rory Littlebury).

'Dirty Girl Blues': Written by Matthew Edun. Arranged and performed by Burning Condors (Marcus Thompson, Matthew Edun, Chris Church & Rory Littlebury).

'Burning up the Town': Written by Matthew Edun. Arranged and performed by Burning Condors (Marcus Thompson, Matthew Edun, Chris Church & Rory Littlebury).

'Love on the Rocks': Written by Matthew Edun & Chris Church. Arranged and performed by Burning Condors (Marcus Thompson, Matthew Edun, Chris Church & Rory Littlebury).

'Last Train Home': Written by Matthew Edun. Arranged and performed by Burning Condors (Marcus Thompson, Matthew Edun, Chris Church & Rory Littlebury).

'Folsom Prison Blues': Written by Johnny Cash. Published by House of Cash Inc. C/O Bug Music. Arranged and performed by Burning Condors (Marcus Thompson, Matthew Edun, Chris Church & Rory Littlebury).

'Killing Time': Written by Matthew Edun. Arranged and performed by Burning Condors (Marcus Thompson, Matthew Edun, Chris Church & Rory Littlebury).

'Riot in the Streets': Written by Matthew Edun. Arranged and performed by Burning Condors (Marcus Thompson, Matthew Edun, Chris Church & Rory Littlebury).

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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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