Blood, Sweat & Beers

by Skank Bandit

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Verse1 Broken by Brooke, I barely knew her name, hangin like one of those sexy 70s Broken by Brooke, she barely knew my name, hangin like one of those sexy 70s frames Chorus Seeya then, apparently wishes aren’t real So see-ya then, if we meet again Seeya then, apparently wishes aren’t real So see-ya then, if we meet again Verse 2 Thought I was cool, but she had no, she had no time! she had no time! I rolled out the bus, thought I was cool, but she had no, she had no time! Chorus Seeya then, apparently wishes aren’t real So see-ya then if we meet again Seeya then, apparently wishes aren’t real So see-ya then if we meet again Bridge She said don’t croon to me, you sound like a dick, Oooh, she said don’t croon to me, you sound like a prick, Ooh she said don’t croon to me, you sound like a dick, like a dick *Guitar Solo Verse 3 I rolled out that bus, I thought I was cool, the best goddamn, time of my life I stumbled off that bus, ridiculous fool , the best goddamn 10 minutes of, of my life Chorus
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Verse 1 Feels like my soul is halfway to hell Sitting in this room, (sitting in this room) He used to protect me, Now he claws away at me, at night Chorus (Instrumental -No Lyrics) Verse 2 The mornings a haze, but I know when the sun goes down, he’ll be waiting again I don’t know what it was he said but it made me scream, it made me scream Chorus (Instrumental -No Lyrics) Verse 3 Sinkin’ into these hard walls, I’m bending not the ground How can I watch as he claws away at my eyes How can I disguise myself When I am, the only one Bridge - guitar solo Verse 4 How can I watch as he claws away at my eyes How can I disguise myself? When I am the only one!
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Dreamtime 04:20
Verse 1 Don’t tell me what I know Premeditated murder on my mind I want to slay These thoughts away I want to slay These thoughts away Chorus (Instrumental - no lyrics) Verse 2 yeeee_aaaaaa_aaaaah wake…wake...wake Wake up with the flow Straight outta the dreamtime That’s the way To live my day X4 Chorus (Instrumental -no lyrics) Gat Solo Bridge Dream time in the day time Another time would not be fine (Gonna) make your mind so happy Ya gotta live your dreams in the day time
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Verse I As the trees blow round and the wind picks up and all the birds fly back home to nest for the night, they all gone Coz your back on the bus and your getting amongst, you looking for love in those amber jugs, but it’s tasteless, & soulless so blurry and faceless, makes ya so shameless midnight, at midnight acting a fool while ya think you lookin cool, a dickhead, another dickhead, just another stupid dick getting loose on the piss So drink up, just drink up, all ya problems will dissolve with ya dignity that ya got left, it’s not much, hardly any left, maybe you should just shut-up Chorus It’s so gross, this feeling that I can’t believe it and i’m still drinkin, tell me I wonder where’s my soul what’s it hiding under? Verse II As the sun goes up and the moon goes down and the big smile turns upside down and you realise you're not fine Coz you’ve had a hard night and a hard life that doesn’t make you think twice on the white line of destiny, So crooked and so fake and so false and a failure (of) who you wanna be Upright, stand upright then you gotta get a posture that’ll make you wanna rhyme tight, upright, that’s upright, left-right left-right uh so tight Rise up, when you up-rise, and you’ll see the dawn in a different light then you’ll think twice about the way that you walk today and then you’ll probably say Chorus It’s so nice this feeling that I can’t describe it that I'm not dreaming, tell me I wonder what’s this spell that you put me under
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Intro Meet me at the bottom of the glass Meet me at the bottom of the glass Meet me at the bottom of the glass Meet me at the bottom of the glass Verse 1 Through blood, sweat and beers we will drink our bonds, Make them strong all night long And if you meet me at the bottom of the glass I will call you my brother and buy the next round Don’t you hold me to that promise of another round I don’t know if I’ve got enough money to shout Chorus Another round, another round I’ll meet you at the bottom of Another round, another round I’ll meet you at the bottom of Interlude Ohh let me take you to the beginning of a story, of a story that you never heard, of how we managed to get to the bottom of that glass, It was a long and treacherous road fueled by many temptations like vodka, tequila, drambuie too, ( we) had to decline, cos’ we knew if we got to the bottom of the glass that our mate would have to buy ohhhh Verse 2 The next round, the next round, the n___ex__t round, Woo-aaa-oohhh Ooohhh oohh ohhh, hey! Don’t you be scabbin’ me for another round I know that you’ve enough money to shout Chorus Another round, another round meet you at the bottom of Another round, another round I’ll meet you at the bottom of Bring it up, yea ! Chorus/Outro The next round, the next round, the n___ex__t round, Woo-aaa-oohhh Ooohhh oohh ohhh Hey! Hey!
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Hello, I’m Dr Sherman Finkelstein and today I’m here to talk to you about the discovery of a sub-human species known as Skankitos Banditos. Existing on the fringe of society and non-conforming to the community known as ‘the click’. The click’s only purpose is to bring order to chaos. The condition known as Skankism is a viral infection which results in a fungal growth, within the brain, mainly concentrated on the frontal lobe. This governs our need to conform. Therefore the infected known as a ‘Skanky’, simply refuse to follow society's rules or coherent structure. Cohabiting somewhere in the void existing between; ahead of or behind the communal click, the infection is allowed to feed on the plasmotic funkism that seems to escape any normal or well-balanced mind. Skankies feed on the pompous, overly educated formulated bureaucratic individuals that stray too close to the fringe. Once caught in the mandibles of a Skank the viral infection is instantaneous: frothing at the mouth and uncontrollable convulsions take the victim from normal to Skank within moments. There is no known cure for this condition which has the scientific community baffled. For all other humans are advised against making contact with Skankies; should one pass you by remain perfectly still and avoid direct eye contact. It’s thought the Skank species are possibly related to the praying-mantis strain. While not a lot is known about their reproductive cycle the thought is that they’re not too fussy about their chosen mate. They seem to be drawn mainly to the Milfy-er of the female gender. For now, knowledge is limited as to the behaviour of the offspring, in some ways most prefer not to know. So in conclusion to my thesis of Skankis Banditos, the world waits on baited breath as to the actual role that they play in society. All I can conclude for now, is keep it righteous and skanky. Peace out and love. Sherman Skankle Finkelstein, signing off.
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CMAFR 03:08
Verse 1 Oh - Oh - Ohhhh Systematic ska going all the time these are the 3 chords I know Oh- oh -ohhhh Mess on the bench clean it up before I smack you in the head 0h - oh - ohhh Should I make it an end, it doesn’t matter when Oh - oh - oh…… Chorus Cry me a fuckin’ river… of your defeats I will keep up with the beat Verse 2 I slipped on a banana skin and it hadn’t been eaten So I took a piece and lodged it between my two front teeth, then I said to my friend this is a tasty piece come and join the feast, And he said, and he said, and he said Oh no nooooo! Chorus Cry me a fuckin’ river… of your defeats I will keep up with the beat *Bass break Oh- oh - ohhh Oh - oh - ohhh Oh - oh - ohhh
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Swallowed 05:50
Verse I Swallowed the water To breath in the fire Sleepin’ in daytime To avoid the nightmares Sleepin’ in daytime To avoid the nightmares Swallowed Chorus 1 I got my time so take some without me You got your place so stay there without me Nothin’ is workin’ for me in this sich You swallowed my spirit from within me Verse II Swallowed the poison To make antidote Hearing through my eyes Believin’ it’s all fine Strugglin’ to feel That it’s working at all Swallowed Chorus 2 I got my time so take some without me You got your place so stay there without me I got my time so take some without me You got your place so stay there without me I got my time so take some without me You got your place so stay there without me
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Instrumental
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I’m just another escape artist Run - run -runnin’ From the daily consistencies The 9 - 5 plague I’m going to a place the name which I don’t know A deadly awful place Full of smoking bones Verse 1 So different It has to be Doomed to be different To succeed watching myself go by As the days collide Watching myself It’s like i’m blind Chorus 1 Trying to be different But feeling like it’s all just the same Going kinda crazy I’m gonna run away Follow my footsteps now be just the same Verse II Trapped in walls of tragedy I escaped as one of you And now I can’t change Just a victim of…. the escape artist plague Chorus 2 Doin’ somethin’ different But it’s all the fuckin’ same Goin kind of crazy I’m gonna run away Chorus 3 Now i’ve made a difference Always gonna be just the same Getting kinda lazy I’m gonna hold my place Follow my footsteps now be just the same (be just as lame) be just the same (be just as lame) be just the same (be just as lame) be just the same (be just as lame)
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This Story 04:04
Verse 1 Started thinking about my life the other day And realised things weren’t actually going my way Where was I going? Who was I with? What was I doing? What was the aim? So I started scribblin’ a few ideas down on a page looked into the mirror nearly punched my own face Man! Do you got this? Man! Yes I got this! Man! I’m all about it! Man! Do you want it? Man! You got a problem! Chorus Say it now, and say it quick Do wanna start or are ya gonna quit? ya gonna run round like your head is cut off? you gonna stick around till the sun goes down? And play___ your___ part__ in this story Verse 2 Fell down on my back in a field of grass looking up to the clouds and wondering how Things were gonna come about Getting scared like I'm living the dream Getting scared like I’m gonna blow my dreams But I sorta start to realise that it’s all just inside of me Man! Do you got this? Man! Do you want it? Ya gotta rise Be on time Make a fight For what is right Put in time Do the work Make a choice Don’t be late What’s the point If when it’s there all you do is hesitate Man! Do you got this? Man! I don’t know if? Man! You gotta live this! Man! Get to business! Man! You gotta problem! Chorus 2 Say it now, and say it quick Do wanna start or are ya gonna quit? ya gonna run round like your head is cut off? you gonna stick around till the sun goes down? And play___ your___ part__ in this story
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Ohhh, Let me take you to the beginning of a story of a story that you’ve never heard Of how we managed to get to the, the bottom of the glass It was a long and treacherous road, fuelled with many temptations Like vodka tequila, drambuie too We had to decline we knew if we got to the bottom of the glass we’d have to buy Chorus The next round, the next, the next round yea The next round, the next, the next round Verse 2 Let me take you to the middle of a story, of a story that you've somewhat heard, of how we managed to get to the, the bottom of that glass, It was a dark and lonely night, filled with many faces, and lookin' so deep, and trying to see, what had become of me, I knew I couldn't take the next round, I'd just drift away Chorus I’m drifting, i’m drifting, i’m drifting, i’m drifting away I’m drifting, i’m drifting, i’m drifting, i’m drifting away Bridge Looking down the barrel of an empty glass I saw the dregs of my life Looking down the darkness of a drunken bottle I saw my life Searching’ in the corners of my subdued mind I decided I’d try to find To find, to find, to find what’s on the inside To find, to find, to find what’s on the inside Verse 3 Let me take you to the ending of a story, of a story that still stands Of how we managed to get to the, the bottom of that glass It was a choice we had to make in order to survive We knew if we hit every shot in sight that we might have died You gotta find, find, find what’s on the inside You gotta find, find, find what’s on the inside

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Recorded, mixed and mastered at Rhythm Ace Studios New Plymouth.

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released November 27, 2020

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Skank Bandit Taranaki, New Zealand

Using an explosive combination of reggae, rock, ska, funk, metal and punk, Skank Bandit make no apologies when mashing together their eclectic sound.

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