LyricsSomething SilentWords and music by Tharek Mokbul
Something silent reachin' inFrom the moment it begins Let's you think the edge is middle ground And nothin' wins the day Stunnin' souls rest immunized Against the fibres of this life From the light that tries to creep on in But not the coldest night Nothin' left inside the shell Just the armour left to tell What was here before and nothin' more These wares are yet to sell This ain't life as we prescribed All the beats have passed us by Still we seek a note to lead us on A stick to keep our time Screamin' soundless rage inside What you feel is what you hide I will call again another day When you can hear your cries Stubburn stains revealed inside Takes the sparkle from their eyes Never seen, so we can't clean them up Or burn them in the fire Nothin' left inside the shell Just the armour left to tell Who I was here before and nothin' more These wares are yet to sell Secret safe reclusive isle Sunless shores roll intertwined With icy seas that came on in And won't go out again Stop, succeed, renew, ignite Make your mind up, stand and fight Feed the power back into your life A fire blazin' bright Nothin' left inside the shell Just the armour left to tell Who I was here before and nothin' more These wares are yet to sell These wares are yet to sell These wares are yet to sell These wares are yet to sell A chorus a verse and a tune you could humWords and music by oldrottenhead
There's no enough time in the dayTo dae all the things that I've got tae dae There's no enough time left fur play Am never at home, coz work takes me away I never get time on my own I'm lost in the crowd, and I'm never alone Sometimes I just want tae go home Pull out the plug on the telephone A chorus, a verse and a tune you could hum repeat Everything just goes so fast In the blink of an eye the moment has passed Nothing at all seems to last And what we're left with is worthless and crass It's no like it wiz when wur young The flowers they bloomed when spring was sprung Remember the songs that we sung A chorus, a verse and a tune you could hum A chorus, a verse and a tune you could hum repeat I think coz I'm getting mair auld I mibbes less brave and am mibbes less bold Believing the stories I'm told Am writing a letter tae the Sunday post Am giving the kids a hard time Coz they're driving me out of my mind Am jealous oh the little swine Coz it's their world it's no longer mine A chorus, a verse and a tune you could hum repeat Everythings coming humdrum There's too much reverb on the drums Ah know thay's annoying for some But I don't care if they get the hump I'll do it the way that I want Like yon terriblee enfant I'll scream and I'll yell and I'll taunt Till I get it the way I want A chorus, a verse and a tune you could hum repeat I wonder if I'll have regrets I don't think the bookies are taking bets It's too early to say just yet But I think this is all you're gonna get A chorus, a verse and a tune you could hum But I think this is all you're gonna get Friday MorningWords and music by Met
Feel the love in the roomGrowin' all around you Come gather 'round and sing Friday mornin' by the sea Friends together, pickin' chords and findin' keys That open doors to inspiration Just to be here in this room At one with nature To share the joy Smell the coffee, feel the groove, catch the vibe I am witness, I am present I close my eyes, I can't believe it But I am here in Porsgrunn Friday mornin' in this room by the fjords Pickin' chords and findin' keys that open doors To inspiration To be witness, to be present Just to be a part, just to be involved Smell the coffee, feel the groove Catch the vibe and share the joy Come gather 'round and sing Friday mornin' by the sea Pickin' chords and findin' keys To be witness, to be present, to share the joy Come gather 'round Feel the love in the room Growin' all around you Just to be here Sing to the CityWords by Tharek and James. Music by Met.
Close yours eyes, lose yourselfTurn around and feel the breeze Sing to the city so it can't sleep Sing to the city so it can't sleep Rain is fallin' on my fire The embers linger through the night Sing to the city so it can't sleep Sing to the city so it can't sleep The monkey sees, the monkey hears As he sits silent in the trees Sing to the city so it can't sleep Sing to the city so it can't sleep He's in the zone, he's movin' on Advancing forward, now a man Sing to the city so it can't sleep Sing to the city so it can't sleep He learns to speak, and soon to sing At one with himself, an upright citizen Sing to the city so it can't sleep Sing to the city so it can't sleep The words he finds and builds upon Creating new and different forms Sing to the city so it can't sleep Sing to the city so it can't sleep The primal scream, the selfish gene The animal still lies within Giants in PorsgrunnWords by James, music by Mike, and arrangement by Geir.
I'm going to meet the giants in PorsgrunnIn a forest by the fjords But I'm shittin' in my breeks That I'll be out of my depth That the words won't come And I'll corpse when it's my turn I'm going to meet my virtual friends in Geir's hut I know we'll get on like a house on fire Like we've known each other all our lives We'll hold our drinks high Skål to one and all I'm going to Norway for the weekend with Mike and Tharek Just like in Tony's dream, I picture Geir as bein' incredibly tall And me, merely mortal, playing a bit part in a Norse saga I'm going to meet the giants in Porsgrunn I'm going to meet the giants in Porsgrunn RiptideWords and music by Met
There's a full moon in the skyBut the night is black Blacker than my heart Darker than my soul I lay hidden 'neath the shadows Under cover of the clouds Ever silent, ever watchful Careful not to make a sound My blood thirst still not sated I am hungry like the sea Waiting just to pull you under In my riptide Ever onward, ever onward In the quest to find my prey I can smell you, I can sense you near Spiralling in ever closer Following your every step I lick my lips in anticipation Office PartyWords by James. Music by James, Tharek & Geir.
Hey, hey, hey, come hereHey, hey, hey, come here Hey, hey, hey, come here Hey, hey, hey, come here Are you going to the office party? Who you gonna take? Is there anybody that you fancy? Is there anyone you'd do? Hey, hey, hey, come here Hey, hey, hey, come here Hey, hey, hey, come here Hey, hey, hey, come here Are you going to the office party? Can I tag along with you? If you want to, we can share a taxi And go halves on some Malibu Hey, hey, hey, come here Hey, hey, hey, come here Hey, hey, hey, come here Hey, hey, hey, come here Are you going to the office party? So, what you gonna wear? Have you matching bra and panties Or dirty underwear? Hey, hey, hey, come here Hey, hey, hey, come here Hey, hey, hey, come here Hey, hey, hey, come here Are you going to the office party? Who you gonna take? Is there anybody that you fancy? Is there anyone you'd do? Hey, hey, hey, come here Hey, hey, hey, come here Hey hoWords by James. Music by Met.
We fled the shores of Britain, had a ruckus in a barStole the gold tooth from a coachman, name of henwrench of Penzance He sang like a little birdie when we fucked him in the arse So hoist the sails, me laddy ohs, and let's fuck off to France Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me We hit land at La Rochelle, to get some rum and wine Met up with danieldesete and some ladies of the night We fucked for king and country and drank his absinthe dry Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder, "To Ontario!", I cry Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me We cast anchor at Newfoundland, like the Vikings did before Pissed razor blades through swollen glans, wrote our names out in the snow We set up camp and partied, playing sixtyfour guitars Blueberrys and grits for supper, and we sang for Van der man Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me Then off to the Americees to fish for carp and trout When Tony saw the giants land, he launched his semen out We had wet dreams beneath the stars, the cabin lad had died So Ted got out his Johnson and waved it at the sky Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me We were double-crossed by the M.o.O., pigfarmer and the hoop We nursed our wounds at Satchwood's, then south we had to shoot We had mulligan stew for breakfast with Damian and Prive At the end of the lost highway, we headed back to sea Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me For another six long months we battled scurvy and the waves So heave ho boys and land ahoy, we're bound for Botany Bay The sheep were tight and willing but the locals didn't like Our appetite for lamb and we got locked up for the night Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me Young Migs, our brief, he bailed us out, his snake tongue set us free By lying 'bout our provenance and time spent out at sea Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me Hey ho, away we go, across the seven seas So come along, me laddy ohs, and sail away with me Stagefright (Norway)Words by James. Music by Met.
no point in pretendingit wont go away like a monkey on Geir's shoulder it's here to stay you know you just can't run away an actor moves to centre stage the words are written on the page and you don't know which part to play what's the point in burning effigies if they wont go up on the fire let's pour more petrol on your bleeding heart and build a bigger funeral pyre you know you just can't run away an actor moves to centre stage the words are written on the page and you don't know which part to play a man at the back shouts anarchy the house erupts the lion roars they're queueing up to eat the canapes and someone's shouting out for more someone's shouting out for more |