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I'm in the middle of a new day
Not sure when it will start
My situation is a misplay
Like a replay
When all those people take a part
And then restart
When will it all begin (again)?
When will it all begin (again)?
There is a sense of consternation
Why can't they just explain?
A very simple proclamation
A declaration
Like when Lincoln said his part
He had a heart
When will it all begin (again)?
When will it all begin (again)?
Tell me something
Tell me something that I didn’t know
I feel the heat grow
‘Cause the fever inside
Is telling me that you lied
About the ‘Out Show’
I don’t wanna point a finger
But this thing is gonna linger
Every minute of the day
Is for you to tell me something
That I don’t know
I'm scared of riding on a third wave
Time stretches all too thin
I always listen to transmissions
And false admissions
But we can make if we fly
But not too high
When will it all begin (again)?
When will it all begin (again)?
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All of My Time
04:49
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Summer haze
Long days
Endless games and G.I. Jane’s
On the
Big screen
We’ve been
Together now we know somehow …
That all the world can please themselves
Their attitude can go to hell
‘Cause I wake up and see you lying
And even though I don’t do crying
I do
No lies
In your eyes
I can tell when things aren’t well
With you
My heart bleeds
Your needs
Are all I care about and they’re ...
Just making things a whole lot worse
Their ideologies perverse
But while I’ve got your hand in mine
Then I know that we’ll both be fine
I do
I can’t think
And I can’t blink
‘Cause I can’t miss a second of this
And I can’t stand the thought
Of losing you....
And you don’t know
That I can’t show
The way I feel, the way that you heal
‘Cause I can use up all of my time
With you
Who knows
Where this goes?
Precious time, but it’s no crime
Just to
Lie here
No fear
Together now, unwritten vow ...
And as we look into the sky
The thoughts disperse, the questions fly
But I feel both our hearts are beating
A perfect synchronised repeating
I do
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Money
04:31
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We were told by the prophet of doom
In a darkened room
That the obvious wasn’t so obvious
On a twenty-foot screen
It was clear to see
But the gathered crowd were oblivious
Scaremongering
Was it lingering?
Or did everybody have an opinion?
Just a grey-haired man
With a crucial plan
That he put to the minions
We were told by the young and free
Wide eyed, could see
What the consequence was of opulence
In the magazines
By photo means
So, the message spread with confidence
They’re messaging
This festering
Blind ignorance, leader’s arrogance
Just passioned pleas
And effigies
They’ll put their evidence
Money, money
All too much for them to face
Too many, many
It’s the work of a mutant race
So funny, funny
How prophesies come out one day
And they’ll be there to say I told you so
We were told by the devil inside
That we all deny
That we’re all just a poisonous gene, so it’s
Hypocrisy
That we don’t see
And we all dance to the theme, and it
Reeks and flows
So, we take the blows
And we hold our hands in embarrassment
We’re rotting down
To a deathly sound
We’ll crush our battlements
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You've Done It
04:16
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You broke off time, you stole my line
Who asked you to?
(Take the pieces home)
I read your mind, a worthless kind
Of overview
(Make the people whole)
A minute late, a lost debate
And, now you’re through
(Take the pieces home)
She’s lost her chance and now must dance
Without her soul
You thought it right to dim our light
Your narrow view
(Take the pieces home)
I know your kind, a worthless minded
Point of view
(Make the people whole)
Eleventh hour, your dream turned sour
And, now you're through
(Take the pieces home)
He’s lost his chance and now must dance
Without his soul
You’ve done it
You’ve done it
You’ve only gone and done it
Do you regret it?
You’ve done it
You’ve done it
You’ve only gone and done it
Do you regret it?
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You gave it all up in the first place
Don’t take it all away
I’m not inclined to meet your mind
You’re getting in my way
So, try and track me down
Try and spin me ‘round
No way (am I taking this)
Pushed to the limit, every minute
I’ll never get off today
Never kind to read my mind
I’m ready ... to play
So, try and push me round
Try and pin me down
No way (am I taking this)
Winding down, through the ground
Once in I fall apart
Never an end to this time bend
And I’m back to the start
You’ll try and turn me round
Turn me upside down, but
No way (am I taking this)
You take the time turn back time
So easy, I’m your prey
But don’t wait long to hear my song
I mean it, there’s no way
You’ll ever track me down
Ever spin me round, there’s
No way (am I taking this)
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Mess
04:15
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And when the ashes rain down past the black stick men
With their spindled arms
Will you think about them?
And if you breathe in the smoke with its tightening grip
Is it still just a joke
Or will the guilt scales tip?
And when the water comes in past last year’s mark
On the stone defence
Are we streets apart?
And if you stand on the shore with the darkest wind
Can you really be sure
That you’re gonna still win?
And when the sole white ghost drifts lonely and brave
On an ice white ship
Making wave on wave
Can you feel the heat of a billion fists
Telling you that it’s
Not meant to be like this?
And when the water comes in past last year’s mark
On the stone defence
Are we streets apart?
And if you stand on the shore with the darkest wind
Can you really be sure
That you’re gonna still win?
Confess to get outta this mess
You need us
You gotta confess to get outta this mess
You know you need us
Mess mess you’re under duress
We don’t have time for another address
Mess mess we couldn’t care less
‘Cause the clock’s still ticking down
Mess mess ‘bout time you said ‘Yes’
Too near to death to care.... I guess
Mess mess you couldn’t care less
So, we’ll just turn up the sound
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Vacate
04:26
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They said ‘Yeah’
You can head to the place where the dudes are’
Where
All the action is occurring and the hoo-ha
Bags packed
Roof racked
And we’ve got a buzz going
They said ‘Go’
To a place where the summer’s still vibing
Slow that pace
Enough of this jibing
Shades on
Beef gone
And tunes turned up to maximum
We don’t care
What the weather is
It’s here to share
Being together with you
And we’re heading on down to the ‘costas’
We’re not sure
What we’ll discover there
Our life’s a tour
And you’re my brother so who is
Gonna stop us getting there.
They said ‘Stop’
Just think ‘cause we may have been hasty
Drop
That news we’ve been sick of it lately
Surf’s up
Our luck
Is in for a change
They said ‘Yeah’
You can head to the place where the dudes are’
Where
All the action is occurring and the hoo-ha
Bags packed
Roof racked
And we’ve got a buzz going
We’re gonna vacate to a better head state
Tonight
We’re gonna get down
To the beat downtown
Tonight
We’re gonna vacate and we’ll compensate
Tonight
We’re gonna kick back
With a groove hijack
And we’ll be on it
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Betterman
03:15
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Remember the days back in school
Testing the boundaries and playing the fool
Trying to work out the rules
Can’t wait till I’m older and get to be cool
When I'll know wrong from right
And it’s all black and white
The future is bright
And I'll be alright
I'll be a Betterman
It doesn’t seem so long ago
Drinking and thinking and going with the flow
Dolby, CD, stereo
All dressed up with somewhere to go
Now I know what is right
But it’s not black and white
And the kids are alright
And someday I might
Be a Betterman
Moving on facing the facts
The house and the job and the car and the tax
Older, maybe but grown
I am who I am or am I what I own
But I’m sure that I’m right
But I’m not in the fight
And the TV's not right
So, do I have the right
To be a Betterman
All that is shining will rust
So, choose what you stand for and choose who you trust
We’ll all be a memory one day
We are what we do and we are what we say
You can say what you like
Like who you like
It’s your life not mine
But I’ll never stop trying
To be a Betterman
Seasons are passing so fast
There’s less in the future than has gone in the past
We change by staying the same
While those that came after are changing the game
When did "can't wait until"
Turn to "wish I was still"?
With all of my will
In those days that I filled
Was I a Betterman?
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Put Your Head in My Hat
04:45
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You’d better watch out ‘cause we’re coming for you
Tell you how to do the job we asked you to do
‘Cause you seem to think that it’s all about you
With your educated theories ‘bout real life glue
Sticking us together like good boys and girls
We’ve gotta be brothers in a turbulent world
But if you have no plan and the mud gets hurled
Leave it to us let the flags unfurl
Put your head in my hat
Let’s see how you fear
Put your head in my hat
And listen to the sound of chaos here
Times running out you’d better be quick
Now is the time for you to be politic
‘Cause there’s real live people who are taking some stick
While you sit at the table and place your trick
And we’ll get bored with the endless debate
And you’ll discover that you underestimate
The ‘proles’ on the street who self-educate
And live in real time not a private estate
Put your head in my hat
Let’s see how you fear
Put your head in my hat
And listen to the sound of chaos here
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Mine
04:21
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Lights down, eyes wide, hands touching heart racing
Never thought through what was happening to me
Wasn’t too sure how we got this far
But I wouldn’t knock this connectivity
Gold
I struck gold
Mind blurred, think I heard you say you’d pay
The ultimate price for the prize I had
Wasn’t too sure of the final score
But I knew how it was is that so bad?
Gold
I struck gold
She’s got a smile, a smile
That stretches for miles
From the very start of it I liked her style
She’s got eyes, blue eyes
That hypnotise
It’s always been a perfect fit how’s that for size?
She’s got lips and hips
That give me the ‘yips’
If you sit her on an iceberg she’s bound to sink ships
She’s got soul, soul
That makes me whole
And she’s mine, mine, mine
Look back, Lucy ... Jack ... tears flow, low blow
Stars not aligned, or so they said
Never did dwell but we both could tell
That the time was now to look ahead
Gold
I struck gold
Years passed, too fast, crammed in everything
Still got a bucket full of things to do
Never sit still there’s a way there’s a will
‘Cause I know I’m still under her ‘voodoo’
Gold
I struck gold
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A Point Insane
06:45
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Tomorrow came
From nothing but the rain
From the shooting stars
And the pain
Tomorrow came
From nothing but a point insane
Shapes a life to tame
We’re here again
Find time to dream it all
Find time to live it all
Time’s shadow creeps
Let’s make our time complete
Find time to dream it all
Find time to breathe
The hour glass depletes
So, let’s make our time complete
For ourselves
For ourselves
The endless mix of rain and pain
Tomorrow came, a life to tame
Let’s make our time complete
For ourselves
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Engines Made From Soup London, UK
Engines Made From Soup, a 3-piece band originally from Merseyside, are sounding better than ever.
They released studio album 'Contact' in Jan 2023 and in May 2023 the single ‘My People; a rework of a song written by the band’s original bass player.
The boys are now writing their third album and are excited the first single from it ‘Where the Incline Stops’ releases worldwide in Feb 2024.
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