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My Lords And Ladies
03:08
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My lords and ladies please
Get down upon your knees
Because the hour is nigh
For feats of devilry
Demonic revelry
To make the Seraphim cry
I must say, it’s nice
This pageant of vice
For life’s just the rice
But sin is the flavour
You protest and yet
The walls are all wet
With perfume and sweat
So sweet, slick and savoury
So!
Every body in the house tonight
You’ve gotta let yourself go
You’ve gotta cast this life aside
And then sigh, cry, stop and go
I’ll make you see the light tonight
So feel the greed in your soul
And let the fever take you over
Well it seems a life of shame
Is sweet in all but name
So cock your hammers and run, run, run
Run into every storm
And watch your life transform
From humdrum into fun, fun, fun
Such rapture, such glee
Such immorality
Is gripping to see
In one so encumbered
By toeing the line
And now that you’re mine
Come enter my shrine
I’m calling your number, hello
So!
Every body in the house tonight
You’ve gotta let yourself go
You’ve gotta cast this life aside
And then sigh, cry, stop and go
I’ll make you see the light tonight
So feel the greed in your soul
And let the fever take you over
My Lords and Ladies, please
Get down upon your knees
So!
Every body in the house tonight
You’ve gotta let yourself go
You’ve gotta cast this life aside
And then sigh, cry, stop and go
I’ll make you see the light tonight
So feel the greed in your soul
And let the fever take you over
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2. |
Go Back Home
03:54
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Well It’s not like you to feel so alone
You’ve got hordes of admirers who would die to get you home
But that scene breeds a cruel kind of love
So for now you must survive on your own
Well it’s important that you leave all this behind
Making love in odd numbers, well it’s not how we’re designed
And they left their sick inscription in your veins
Oh my darling, the fates have not been kind
So what’s that in the back of your mind, my dear?
There’s something lonely nesting under this obscene veneer
You scream and cry, you wonder why
The good boys have all gone bad
So why don’t you go back home
And reclaim what little innocence you had
But might I remind you as you’re falling back to earth
We’ve been through this before, this endless cycle of rebirth
And while you might feel oh, so wholesome for a while
We all know that crude affection stokes the fires of your self-worth
So what’s that in the back of your mind, my dear?
There’s something lonely nesting under this obscene veneer
You scream and cry, you wonder why
The good boys have all gone bad
So why don’t you go back home
And reclaim what little innocence you had
So call me, when the walls start crumbling
Woah, they’re tumbling down
I’ll spin you any lies you ask of me
We’ll exorcise the whole town
Is it love or is it sickness?
I don’t care anymore
Just hold me darling, and we’ll kill this beast
That knocks at you door
So what’s that in the back of your mind, my dear?
There’s something lonely nesting under this obscene veneer
Like Queens of old, you broke the mould
But the mould wasn’t all that bad
So why don’t you go back
Why don’t you go back home?
So what’s that in the back of your mind, my dear?
There’s something lonely nesting under this obscene veneer
You scream and cry, you wonder why
The good boys have all gone bad
So why don’t you go back home
And reclaim what little innocence you had
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3. |
Poser Boy
03:15
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So make way for the white knight
Of the showbiz set
You’re so sexy, yes you’re so gorgeous
Yet you’re so gaudy
Subtle as an Exocet
Boy you ain’t no friend of mine
And we’re gasping, the second hand ticks back
And wishful spit drips from lipstick lips
You’re so slick
But then the foundation cracks on this delirious pantomime
‘Cos you’re a poser boy, a poser boy
God’s gift to the human race
You’re a poser boy, a poser boy
And the spotlight’s your hiding place
Well they praise your image all across the world
But you can’t account for taste
And you’re a poser boy, a poser boy
So get out of my face, yeah.
Then the lights go down, and now you’re sneaking around
You just can’t wait to find some hearts to break
And it’s great, ‘cos some girls will come like hounds
To receive your affection
And off they’re swept, and I just can’t accept
That these sickly trysts you just can’t resist
Can bring bliss. But I guess your soul’s adept at avoiding detection
‘Cos you’re a poser boy, a poser boy
God’s gift to the human race
You’re a poser boy, a poser boy
And the spotlight’s your hiding place
Well they praise your image all across the world
But you can’t account for taste
And you’re a poser boy, a poser boy
So get out of my face, yeah.
Here comes the man whose every gesture makes the maidens blush
You built your castle on a knack of making hormones gush
But now it’s all over, you said too much
And it’s time to take your bow
‘Cos you’re a poser boy, a poser boy
God’s gift to the human race
You’re a poser boy, a poser boy
And the spotlight’s your hiding place
Well they praise your image all across the world
But you can’t account for taste
And you’re a poser boy, a poser boy
So get out of my face
You’re a poser boy, a poser boy
And I tip my hat to you
You’re a poser boy, a poser boy
But it seems your ruin is long overdue
Well they praise your image all across the world
But you can’t account for taste
And you’re a poser boy, a poser boy
So get out of my face
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Well I’m trembling with naked aggression
Compounded by delusions of might
So here’s a threat, disguised as a question
Are you going my way tonight?
And buoyed by the sting of the liquor
I’ll swing like the dandy I’m not
For joy seems to come so much quicker
When measured and guzzled in shots
So I’ll sit down, but maybe later
‘Cos now I’m balanced on the edge of a sword
And you’re my little Lusitania
And you’re going down with all hands on board
So darling, don’t say that I’m lazy
When nothing’s what I’m trying to do
For though my trajectory’s hazy
I’m determined and I’m coming for you
Through these massed ranks of shadows
I’m steaming like a thousand ton tank
And unseemly bon mots are my ammo
But suddenly I’m firing blanks
So I’ll sit down, but maybe later
‘Cos now I’m balanced on the edge of a sword
And you’re my little Lusitania
And you’re going down with all hands on board
And so, while morality slumbers
We’ll dance as we’re twisting the knife
For innocence is there to be plundered
Oh darling, this is the life
So sit down, but maybe later
‘Cos now I’m balanced on the edge of a sword
And you’re my little Lusitania
And you’re going down with all hands on board
So string up the entertainer
‘Cos people are so easily bored
But you’re my little Lusitania
And you’re going down
You’re going down
You’re going down with everyone on board.
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5. |
Sing Your Last Lullaby
04:13
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You might think that it’s funny
But there’s really no way to find the time
To do this purely for money
Unless you want to get bored and toe the line
So take a seat at our table
And drink so deeply from the cup that I provide
For thought the liquid’s unstable
With every sip you will know that you’re alive
And through the cities and the wild
We’re taking over
So come and sing your last lullaby
This house is my house
So bring me fire, I’ll burn it all to ashes
It’s my life and it’s fine
And I will cry with laughter as I trash it
Well is it the parents or is it a phase?
This tiresome desire to shock and amaze
And so perhaps I’ll grow out of it one of these days
I don’t know
But now I’m clutching at shadows
Draped in ridiculous clothing every night
So monumentally shallow
And yet this shade of discomfort feels so right
For there are things that are worthless
But they are nothing in the eyes of history
That old celestial circus
With teeth and fingernails I’ll carve a place, you’ll see.
And through the cities and the wild
We’re taking over
So come and sing your last lullaby
This house is my house
So bring me fire I’ll burn it all to ashes
It’s my life and it’s fine
And I will cry with laughter as I trash it
Well is it the parents or is it a phase?
This tiresome desire to shock and amaze
And so perhaps I’ll grow out of it one of these days
I don’t know.
But at the dawning of this fight we kissed a sweet goodbye and off I sauntered for the cure
And even if the sky turns dark and hurls down bolts of lightning I will laugh and scream for more.
This house is my house
So bring me fire I’ll burn it all to ashes
It’s my life and it’s fine
And I will cry with laughter as I trash it
Well is it the parents or is it a phase?
This tiresome desire to shock and amaze
And so perhaps I’ll grow out of it one of these days
But for the moment I’m alright
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6. |
My Tyrant
03:06
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My darling, your highness, my tyrant, my queen
I love that you’re never as sweet as you seem
For the scars on my back tell a tale of agony
But it’s par for the course with you
Your words cloud around me in saccharine squalls
There’s tears on the pillow and blood on the walls
And each little syllable’s a twist of the sword
My kingdom for a horse or two
So after the battles I dash for the door
Get cold, and turn round and come back for more
Hold me down and strip me to the bone
Shoot my soul and smash it with a stone
Take my heart, you can take all of me
Just keep me evermore, my dear
Through dark nights and chemicals and boring old booze
We screamed supplications, alone in our pews
With thunder and lightning surrounding the walls
We smashed down the barricade
Now alone in my chamber I scratch at the floor
I call them to hound me, those sweet dogs of war
Hold me down and strip me to the bone
Shoot my soul and smash it with a stone
Take my heart, you can take all of me
Just keep me evermore, my dear
So sweet and domestic, so rare and unseen
So mighty, majestic, so fair it’s obscene
I’ll scream for dominion. I’ll cry for your fists
And take every bite with a smile
Hold me down and strip me to the bone
Shoot my soul and smash it with a stone
Take my heart, you can take all of me
Just keep me evermore, my dear
Hold me down and tear me apart
Shoot my soul and back to the start
Take my heart, you can take all of me
Just keep me evermore, my dear
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Felix Hagan & The Family London, UK
Felix Hagan & The Family are a seven-piece beast made of makeup, hairspray and rock and roll. They fuse punk, rock, pop and musical theatre into a seamless, high-energy blend of genres, all held together by masterful musicianship and an outrageous desire to entertain. ... more
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