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Bedlam City
03:43
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Love, Pubs, Drugs
that's everything sweet
Drown my liver by the river with anything neat and tidy
Stuck my hand out for no hand out, just so maybe she will reach,
Maybe he'll reach, maybe they'll reach
And the water's fucking dirty, I don't live by a beach
Crisp packets, empty cans and a bottle of bleach
Bedlam City
Oh what a pity the life I live
It can be so shitty, unless I got a spliff or a sip of my drink
Not a good way to think... Well, maybe I don't think
Welcome to the show of the city
But all you ever do is show pity
So let me take your coats... and your wallets
I said, welcome to the show of the city
But all you ever do is show pity
And you don't give a fuck about me
Love, Pubs, Drugs
and everything sweet
Drown my liver by the river with anything neat and tidy
Stuck my hand out for no hand out, just so maybe she will reach,
Maybe he'll reach, maybe they'll reach
And the water's fucking dirty, I don't live by a beach
Crisp packets, empty cans and a bottle of bleach
Bass Solo
Bedlam City
Oh what a pity the life I live
It can be so shitty, unless I got a spliff or a sip of my drink
Not a good way to live
Look, Don't give a fuck what you think
Don't give a fuck what you think
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4 AM
04:17
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And it's 4 AM at the station, at Camden Town
She says I'm so predictable
Well that's a change
Got me thinking now what I got to say
What I got to do
Vicky line to Brixton
on a holiday just to nick some fruit
Through the market to the cemetery
Bad tendencies... no therapy... those memories... I love those memories
And everything just looks so different when I'm with you my love
And everyone looks at me different when I'm with you my love
And everything just looks so different when I'm with you my love
And everyone looks at me different when I'm with you my love
My love, my drug, my love, my love
My love...
And there's couple things that I gotta say
Oh you are Shoreditch and Holloway
Got a couple of brothers and she got her hair coloured
and she's got them tatoos where you want them placed
I hate it, I love it, I'm tight on a budget
Oh rope round like fuck it and down in a bucket
Don't sniff it, first cut it, oh what's the matter
Some do some for pain
Some do some for chatter
On the left there jus clowns, on the right there jus wankers
Stagger lee out the cab yeah she fucked off with me
Guitar Solo
Out the cab yeah she fucked off from me
Bass Solo
My love, my love oohh
Now it's 7:15 at the station, at Clapham South
I'm tired alone and drunk and miserable
How typical, got me thinking what I gotta say
For you, for you to come and love me the same
My love, my love, my drug
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Sheila
02:31
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Sheila, Sheila, Sheila
Ahhh ahh ah ahh owww
Sheila, Sheila
Every night I go to sleep
I can't forget your words
I toss and turn in the night
I can't stop thinking about that curse
Oh Sheila, Sheila, Sheila
Ahhh ahh ah ahh owww
Oh Sheila, Sheila, Sheila, Oh Sheila, Sheila
She wants to go to a Rollers gig
Most love us, but some say shit!
I just wanna give you my all
Sheila knows that I'm a fool for Sheila
I love ya!
Oh Sheila
Ahh ahh ah ahh ahh owww
I am like a dog with a bone
I can't leave her alone
Guitar Solo
She's just looking a place to stay
No money oh she won't pay
I know her life is just one big fall
but Sheila knows that I'm a fool for Sheila
I love ya!
Oh Sheila
Ahhh ahh ah ahh ahh owww
I'm like a dog with a bone
I can't leave her alone
Sheila, Sheila
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Intervention
04:05
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On my kids, hey brother, any cash... I can borrow?
Go on look for it, you know I'm good for it
and I love ya, and it's summer
Done a runner... done a runner, through the summer
Bro I love ya... done a runner, through the summer
Can I stay on your sofa? I owe ya
No, I won't show my boner when your Mrs walks in
I am not a snake, not a cobra, a boa
Oh just calm down, have a drink, let's have one more drag
Oh Joe you slag
Guitar Solo
Intervention, Intervention time again
Intervention, Intervention time again
I just came up with my invention
Get plastered and travel through time
and every time I pass you by
It's never Hi, it's always why, it's always bye
Intervention, Intervention time again
Intervention, Intervention time again
Hey sister, how I miss ya? Where's the mister?
Let's get a couple cans out of fridge
Girl let's catch up, my eyes snatch up the dinner money left for the kids
Oh no...
Guitar Solo
Twelve chairs round a table, you're not able, you're not able to think for your
Twelve chairs round a table, he's not able, he's not able to think for her
Twelve chairs round a table, he's not able, he's not able to think for his
Twelve chairs round a table, he's not able, he's not able to think for myself
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Guitar Solo
And I said okay, your smile reminds of cocaine
and British summer rain, British summer rain, British summer rain
And she said okay, I didn't ask you to marry me
Why would you marry me?
I am walking casualty, I'm in tune with insanity
I play the flute for my cavalry
MEN MARCH
And I'll be okay, the people are so strange
People are so strange
In what way?
In every single way and in every single place
and then they change from day to day
And I'll be okay, her smile reminds of cocaine
and British summer rain, British summer rain, British summer rain
And all the leaves on the trees
And all the birds that come tweet
Can you hear the wind just come breeze?
It puts my mind just at ease
Cos all the streets and concrete
And all the sirens that scream
It puts my mind in retreat
It put my minds in retreat
Guitar Solo
Oh the violence of men
Watcfh me phleghm in the Thames
Can you hear the silence of Ben?
And Polka dots on her dress
Cos we dress to impress
but all the scars that I left, that I left
In the rain, in the rain
Guitar Solo
No retreat, No surrender
And I'll be okay, your smile reminds of cocaine
and British summer rain, British summer rain
I'm so strange, we're so strange, you are so strange
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6. |
Jealousy And Envy
03:25
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Jealousy and envy, girl that's just bad energy
that jealousy and envy, girl that's just bad energy
I'm sinister but friendly, girl you will remember me
but Jealousy and envy, girl that's just bad energy
She likes, white wine, night time prosecco
She likes to squat beside a park car
Big lines, quick fucks, now get out
and that's her idea of a nice time
Well... goodnight
Guitar Solo
Well first we're meeting and now we're greeting
and now she's leaving and now we're feeling
Is love a feeling? Oh love's a feeling
You know the feeling
When love's the feeling
I love the feeling, the feeling of love but...
Jealousy and envy, girl that's just bad energy
that Jealousy and envy, girl that's just bad energy
I'm sinister but friendly, girl you will remember me
but all that energy get that away from me
Guitar Solo
She likes, white wine, night time prosecco
She likes to squat beside a park car
Big lines, quick fucks, now get out
and that's her idea of a nice time
So... goodnight
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Rollers Of Bedlam London, UK
ROLLERS OF BEDLAM are a London based band, started summer 2017. Creating a fresh and unique sound which is hard to assort, with lyrics that capture social interactions of daily life and relations, Rollers, with their straight to your face attitude, can only be described as original rock music of the present age. ... more
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