rough demo from a jam feat. M.McGhee, N. Gallagher and J. Hopkins

Produced by P. Mullen/ M. McGhee

This wont be on the next CD but all feedback welcome. We`ve got loads of tracks tucked away, A finished version will probably feature on a forthcoming collab/ side-project album 

LYRICS

Buts and doubts everywhere
Volatile atmosphere
Credit crunch, big freeze
Twos and booze and blues and Threes
The Alarms screech for days
but noone notices
noone says nothing

Noone wants to hear new sirens arriving 
you never know which one is gonna be driving
They`ve already been inconvenienced enough
noone wants collared matched with the cuff
distinct lack of trust around diesel engine
A vicious cycle forever hindering
You wont help them coz they cant help you
They`re not who you answer to so what do you expect them to do

Under caution unpaid fine
CCTV aint a friend of mine
Missing tapes they`ll never find
The Investigation has been undermined
Background reports while your doing time
White lies, public interest a very thin line
Naional security no comment at this time
In the interest of public safety no further questions at this time

Riots, Raves, Shoplifting and coke
They need a universal cranium soap
Cut back the numbers how will they cope?
They need a universal cranium soap

You cant brainwash all of the people all of the time
Especially when they got a manifesto parked on a double yellow line

Rookies on `Roids who wannabe rockys
Thugs with a license and hey`re walky talkys
Jobsworth spoilsports pen-pushing and carting
some use the carrot some smack you with a baton

Bu sometimes there`s a good guy who turns a blind eye
to the guy whose only crime was getting high
They`re not all the same although they are all trained
to treat every civilian exactly the same

Under caution unpaid fine
CCTV aint a friend of mine
Missing tapes they`ll never find
The Investigation has been undermined
Background reports while your doing time
White lies, public interest a very thin line
Naional security no comment at this time
In the interest of public safety no further questions at this time










Riots, Raves and Shoplifting (Unfinished Demo)

download link : http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com
video link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gRG1tMg8xQA

Lyrics:

am not an arsehole 
am a secret animal 
It`s been like this for a year or so 

perched up high observing the madness 
build a nest and blow it up and laugh at all the sadness 
had this condition since the day time failed me 
grew broken wings internal cranium duck beak 
I walk with what used to be feet 
you hear a grunt and a muffle as I- shuffle down the street 
molly coddled ancient sheep, Goat head, Lost it 
Meddling penguin peddled nonsense `till they bought shit 
a slug is a snail with no house... unlike turtles 
the voice of a tortoise as he fatally hurtles (!!!!) 
the hurdles overcame 
the tigers broke the rules 
played chess with all the monkeys and blagged them like fools 

Am not an arsehole 
Am a secret animal 
It`s been like this for a year or so 

for a year or so x 3 

 
Huh?

GIROBABIES- `Secret Animal`

Mark & Gordy s other project Jackal Trades 
check out here- http:///soundcloud.com/jackaltrades

LYRICS

Miley Cyrus,   Miley Cyprus                                                                                         
Miley Syria , Military violence                                                                   
Milling about as millions are silenced                                                    
minuscule coverage after mini short highlights 
Maybe Syria 
must hide behind sillier
non-stories that don`t come much clickier 
than Hannah Montana twerking on that sleazy prick
Robin the Thick`s grey area  
blurred ,news, head, lines bad news burier 
before you google analytics take a look in the mirror 
world war imminent 
we won`t address this
does the national service bill not make you feel nervous? 
are you capable of feeling at all anymore?
or are you more inclined to rewind awards shows?
addressing the dress sense of a corporate whore ?
and ignore the logistics of a chemical war
the legitimacy of it and what it`s all for
do you remember that time we were lied to before? 
whether you believe it`s all planned or they made a mistake
people pay with their lives and that`s what`s really at stake 
before we arrive with our superman cape 
what`s real and whats faked and how much money will they make?
who gets the tax break and whose on the take? 
For clarity`s sake we must have this debate 
it`s assad fact our track record is deplorable  
historically and anecdotally we re not sociable 
coming soon to your town it`s workfare warfare 
who the fuck will care when your stuck over there? 
screaming `My God! ` as you die on your todd
With Miley Cyrus , Robin Thicke looping on your I Pod

CHORUS 

Verse 2 

red case red face brass neck smell plaice
nut case crack nut back door slam shut
tote up cross out buzz word played out 
gideon grinning and spinning nay doubt 
action excused question refused 
man`s shopping list on Six O clock news
theory debunked back door slam shut 
fact avoidance what a bargain hunt
`For Sale` picket on downing street lawn
foreclosed forewarned for so long  forlorn
face long like burger ta`en from supermarket chain
delay investigating like an Ayrshire train
flogging dead horses when you should be beefing cows
arouse suspicion in the pantomine gowns 
renowned nouns drown out new found sounds
Wonga Mafia running these towns  

CHORUS

Verse 3 

armed with darwin sarcasm, damn it`s scarring can`t fathom
an understanding of the planet to a man like Bradley Manning
calming as Cameron banning the internet and harming-
the sick, the poor, the vulnerable, the old, the cold , the starving
we should be on the street protesting and demanding
but they kettle, blacken our name, pot luck barring, it`s alarming
plucking chickens out of thin air- 
GM farming , fuckin` charming
they peddle meds for profit to meddle moods that am in
scamming data collector crime predictor spreadsheet
drop out on a losing streak deadbeat
pan faced cheek saucery lobotomy 
frying heartbeats with a deep fried leak
apocalyptic visions too far bleak for Orwell
But the Bank of Google will ultimately sell well
A Cypriot bank card is fun in a recession
Facebook says `You May Have Fucked This Person`
you live OR you`ve learned 
well spend what you`ve earned 
key in 1-9-8-4 , click `like` , resend

(sample from the Artist Taxi Driver) 

Assad Fact of Miley Syria

Countdown to Tinnitus (taken from forthcoming album `Bus Stop Apocalypse` )

People talk about one self Two much
at any given Second
in the Third person
go Forth and drink a Fifth of gin
Ive got a Sixth sense for the Seventh deadly sin
I should ve Eight something
before the Nine bar subcrawl
playing Tennis with tinnitus
in a tunnel feeling awful

clock ticking on my ears innocence
Bus stop apocalypse
countdown to tinnitus

Five
Four
Three
Two
One

I broke through the Ten commandments 
Like a cat with Nine lives
I lost my head like all of Henry the 8th`s wives
I slept through the Seventies 
awoke the Sixth of June with a sick sense of humour
Let`s bet our landlords Five hundred monthly rent based purely on a taxi driver rumour 
I ate forbidden fruit with the Three wise men
Went Two church in fancy dress once never again


clock ticking on my ears innocence
Bus stop apocalypse
countdown to tinnitus

Five
Four
Three
Two
One

The silence keeps me awake at night
its the feedback
the white noise
it goes through me



Written by : M. McGhee/ J. Hayes
Produced by : R. Gunn
Performed by: M. McGhee/ J. Hayes/ S,. Andrews/ N. Gallagher/ R.  Gunn

and amazing backing vocals from Lu Angel ( http://soundcloud.com/louisenraven )




Countdown to Tinnitus

'It Felt Like The End' by The Girobabies

Written by Mark McG & Gordy Duncan
Additional synths by Andy Jackson 
Additional production by Morphamish 
Mixed & mastered by Konchis 

Out now on spotify, apple and Bandcamp with bonus remixes 

lyrics
heaven knows I'm miles away
Hand on window kinda day
I'm still in... I can't say
I bet I wake up far away
Last place you'd expect me tae
I'm still in... I can't say

I wish I could be more normal for you
Suitably goosed looking through a lucky horseshoe
The things that sort you sort of hurt you
And a piece of that pie is a cut above you
First there was light then there was two
Then three words said that self combust you
Trust you to think out loud now she don't trust you
Honesty`s a neat theory but in practice it`s not good
Flirting with the truth and it flustered the costume
Blurting out stupid stuff that come back to haunt you
Is it lust? Is it love? do I need you or want you?
Head hurts, damn burst, abandon the cartoon
Smart moves for us vanished into a dark room
Process negatives, snap the void in the vacuum
Plans cause for alarm, lack of harmony harms you
Come down to the calm bit, imagine the sand dune


Still on the journey to be the best me
Obstacles on the road seem to be here to test me
You cant make an omelette without breaking some eggs
You cant flee the nest without ditching common sense
A petulant pest with questions for my friends
They would rather pretend that am back on the mend
Prevailing with lips shut that would be telling
Silence says it all , it is literally telling
Yelling at a red light I'm not angry
Late for the funeral, am a drafty
Best laid plans end up quite badly
And I can be as savage as I used to be sadly
Yelling at a red light I'm not angry
In the passenger chair, taxi driver stares blankly
I`m still in... I can't say

The Girobabies - 'It Felt Like The End' (Radio Edit)

`Nightmare` taken from the forthcoming `Bus Stop Apocalypse` 

Written and performed by: M. McGhee/ J. Hayes 
also featuring: S. Andrews(Drums)  &amp; N. Gallagher (Bass)

Produced by : R. Gunn ( http://soundcloud.com/sun-dogs )

`Social Not Working` and more available on free dl at : http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com

LYRICS 

I awoke from a nightmare and it suddenly dawned 
ide been scammed and been conned and been wrong all along 
It was then that i knew that monsters were real 
its good to receive but it`s better to steal

your fishmonger eyes tell that you sell fish

hi there nightmare 
you`re a nightmare 

first time i met you i knew you were a nightmare 
angry litle nightmare 
your face would make a soldier throw down his weapon 
his advantage and fight fair
you are a nightmare
angry little nightmare
you are a nightmare

The pope screamed jesus christ but it wasnt in vein 
he was comparing with the queen all the wars in their name 
whose bad whose good 
whose misunderstood 
whose seperate by the way they interpret a book

Your fishmonger eyes tell that you sell fish 

hi there nightmare you`re a nightmare

Nightmare

taken from the forthcoming remix album 
feat. Girobabies songs `Backlash` and `Stalker Drama` mashed up with Wu-Tang Clan and samples from Sammy B`s `Live `n` Unhinged`  radio show 

remixed by The Wise Goldfish 

Backlash vs Stalker Drama vs Wu Tang Clan (The Wise Goldfish Remix)

Set in a dystopian UK where the venues disappear , the artists retire and the fans can't afford to go out anymore. The year is 2024 and this is The Girobabies first single off a forthcoming album that will drop in September after a busy festival season across europe

'Landfill Culture' (Radio Edit)

New Single Out Today ... Download link here: http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com/album/brain-rocket
Next gig is at the Glasgow Barrowlandsa Ballroom on Friday November 28th as part of teh Clutha Trust launch night
Ticket link: 

Brain Rocket ... (and the Evolution of Turtles)**New single out today***

Overheard in the Westend

download now (Pay-what-you-like) here: https://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com/album/equinox



`EQUINOX ` is taken from the forthcoming album by The Girobabies called `Who Took Utopia?` : 
Lyrics: 

Acting normal is a portable portal I report to 
whether or not I`de even want to 
I`m gonna fool you 
Dear sunshine been a while since we last talked, 
round about the time the landlord changed my flat lock, 
glad that your back lots, 
padlocked mad thoughts, 
since we flipped down the laptop and shouted TAPS OFF 
sorry caps lock on and I meant to say taps aff 
like a plumber this summer we`re having the last laugh 

so we shall see what we shall see 
looks like we made it to equinox 

acting normal is a portable portal I report to 
whether or not I`de even want to 
I`m gonna fool you 
that late February sun, 
zombies congregate and wobble under it stunned, 
in many ways more potent than that late June sun, 
less drinking fines and definitely less sunburn, 
the Seasonal Affective Disorder gets distracted, 
the January Blues have been sung and lambasted, 
the mad march hare has hibernated and fasted, 
a spring in our step as winter`s outlasted, 
the best is yet to come and now we`re past the bad bit


`Equinox`- The Girobabies (Who Took Utopia?)

***PRE-ORDER `WHO TOOK UTOPIA?` NOW ***
http://thegirbabies.bandcamp.com
album launch party at Stereo 26/09/15 
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LYRICS
to your left is a seagull to your right is a high-rise 
the closest thing to human life is a condom on the beach 
and a ramp up the theatre 
the bar lies empty and the landlord`s ragin 
the waste ground`s rampant and the factory`s vacant 
the bus route is roulette pogo-hopping on a landmine 
and a ramp up the theatre 
the swing-park`s shutdown an abandoned warehouse 
and coming up ahead is where the old mayor camps out 
the good buy goodbyes and sell their hellos in the meadows 
and a ramp up the theatre 
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! 
yee-ha! 
a way out!

*NEW* `Ramp Up The Theatre` - Girobabies

snippets from all the songs that feature on 'Who Took Utopia?' which can be pre-ordered now at: http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com
CD/ Vinyl/ Downloads all available plus tickets to the album launch party at Stereo on 26th September 
http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com

GIROBABIES ALBUM SAMPLER `Who Took Utopia - ` (Out September 26th 2015)

Pre-order the new album now at thegirobabies.bandcamp.com 
launch party at Stereo on 26/09/2015 https://www.facebook.com/events/1396371524026607/
LYRICS 
the birds are meddling 
the dust unsettling 
test-tubes bubbling 
babababubba back peddling 
bunsen burnering 
hot seat leveraging 
questioning Leveson 
bring me everything 
I don`t have a crystal ball all I do is pay attention 
I see round corners when I feel my medicine 
throw a message in a bottle of gin and ease the tension 
are you fending for yourself or defending a pretend thing? 

Bring me my potions 

realizing the fear is rising 
this bleak horizon 
I`m not hiding 
I`ll fight on if we can keep the light on 

black cat waddles in the puddle he`s muddying 
born in Dennistoun claims to be American 
get Alexander Bell on the phone next to Thomas Edison 
A Tesla lightbulb moment switch it up to factor Ten 
rip it up , start again, bring me my lucky pen 
the man in the lab-coat wants to have that chat again 
am adamant that mannequin wants to get the craic again 
mad at the god-dam lack of any Anadin 

realizing the fear is rising 
this bleak horizon 
I`m not hiding 
I`ll fight on if we can keep the light on 

not in my name, not in my nature 

they don`t have nicknames no more 
they only have bar-codes 
then they rally cars of yours 
around those bad back roads 

babababa bring me my medicine 
babababa bring me my everything

Girobabies - ` Bring Potions` ***NEW LP TRACK***

another new track from the brand new LP `Who Took Utopia?` out now on CD/ Digital / Vinyl over at http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com 
-Lyrics below- 

Don`t be scared of me I`ll be you when you wake up 
I am not a hobbie you can suddenly shake off 
tried to get off the grid but the grid got gridlocked 
off the radar by a campfire she charmed the smoke off 
I smelt petrol then I saw a spark and she said 
you need to go now anywhere but anywhere 
a heroic dose of wine arrived via astronomy 
Achilles heel on wheels with an in-built apology 
have a laugh after all I`m told I`m only half lonely 
I barge through the graveyard they telled me staff only 
sorry the dreams you were sold were not meant for your sort 
the dreams you dreamt were only meant for the other ones 
and if by magic it were late night sketchy hey hey 
follow me we`ll have a very , very nice time 

I`m wondering now as I donder around 
on the fringe of the gutter with my head in the cloud 
I`m wondering now as I donder around 
on the fringe of the gutter with my head in the cloud 
the clock struck Three and it were late night sketchy 
time to operate the heavy machinery 
as if by magic it were late night sketchy 
Don`t you operate that heavy machinery 

full steam ahead I`ll make it up to ye 
blistering, slithering poisoned fuckery 
the moon did roar as the blood flowed underfoot 
whats the matter? we`re all howling in the moonlight 
and if by magic it were late night sketchy hey hey 
dont you operate the heavy machinery

download now at http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com

`Late Night Sketchy` ( Original LP version released 20.11.15 )

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`Who Took Utopia?` out now on http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com 
lyrics
Idiots run amok, I Lightly jog
onto the treadmill to disguise the fog 
the daily commute in the ill fitting suit 
zone in on a billboard coz it`s rude to look 
zone card! tupperware! cheese sandwich ! packed lunch! 
the train is packed like sardines 
but the coffee packs a punch! 
a seat offered seems fishy, 
the conductor gets viscious 
a sweet old lady smiling is reported as suspicious
 
sit down shut up stay in save up (right now) 
slow down wake up sleep now speed up (right now)
socks up sleeves up que up do stuff (right now) 
resume consume produce ignore (scrap that) 
noone really wants to your such a .... 

nothing out of the box nothing out of the norm 
replacing unification with a uniform 
put blu tack on the clock so the clock is not watched 
refrain from talking and restrain your thoughts 
start it in a supermarket living the dream 
save up for a year for a cheap widescreen 
rammies in aisle Seven with a bargain hunter roaster
smash him on the head for saving big bread on a toaster

I don`t want to 
Noone wants you
But you must do 
What you do

Idiots Run Amok (Black Friday , Big Bread , Cheese Sandwich) ***NEW***

taken from the new LP `Who Took Utopia?` which is out now at : http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com 
Next gigs- 
April 23rd- Nice n Sleazys, Glasgow 
April 30th- Deoch an Dorus, Arran 
`No Place Like No Place` Lyrics... 
what you say and what you do 
one of the Two remains exhumed by the few 
some rules 
don`t apply 
indoctrinated quicker with a contradictator 
the contraband banned by a cowboy crusader 
there's no new 
there's no new me 

picture the scene a book out of it`s shelf 
just a cobweb that malicious spider left 
can you spin? 
the hailstones hailed down a taxi driver 
rumours started over jars over cider 
home! 
there is no place like it 
oh! 
maybe there is no ...

Girobabies - 'No Place Like No Place'

taken from the `Who TookUtopia?` L.P out now on http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com ... Lyrics below....

to my credit I was drinking slowly 
and to my detriment ... I wasn`t really 
it`s all swings and roundabouts 
hocus pocus smoke and mirrors 
post- `man ` on high alert whenever he delivers 
and if I ever look confused? 
Don`t worry mate I`m getting ya 
just correlating data dat may one day unsettle ya 
people want the truth but don`t care for facts 
they want a black`n`white soundbite as a green light to react 

I`m not angry 
to say I was suggests am somehow surprised 
and I`m not shocked 
not one jot 
it`s all so very predicable 
also very avoidable 
crobarred mental block mind-warped brainwashed bubble 
I have my own theories- I`m the king of this rubble 

my wall is a towering inferno 
until I bash in a keypad with my pin-code 
motion captured lasers for good measure 
vandal grease? nah! retina sensors 
full of beans.. in the bunker for the Alex Jones end time 
refined tonic wines and a beware of the dug sign 
I patrol my yard solo in a tin foil jeep 
and vet the wildlife for bugs cuz slugs can be discreet 

I`m not lonely 
better to have not loved than be lost forever 
and I`m not bitter not one bit 
ah researched the text of all the ancient scrolls 
visitors not welcome round here no more 
no time for fools I`ve disowned them all 
down the shutters go forever I`m invisible 

intruders get electrocuted trespassers prosecuted 
by my law , my land, my rules, my gun 
I shoot onsite with a remote control (bang) 
my fence is spiked with barbed wire for defence 
get out my head this is my patch 
get off my land keep off the grass 
move along there`s nothing for you here to see 
planet fort knox with a paltry population of just me 

I`m not crazy 
to say that I am says more about you 
and I`m not wasted 
I just say shit 
I`ll stay on the real while you live your cartoon 
a glutton for punishment judgement day soon 
my rifle and my bible just me and the moon 
I`de rather that than blindly consume 
sheep follow sheep ba ba to the abattoir 
gabbing blah blah from your armour of an avatar 
sheep follow sheep ba ba to the abattoir 
gabbing blah blah from your armour of an avatar 

intruders get electrocuted trespassers prosecuted 
by my law , my land, my rules, my gun 
I shoot onsite with a remote control (bang) 
my fence is spiked with barbed wire for defence 
get out my head this is my patch 
get off my land keep off the grass 
move along there`s nothing for you here to see 
planet fort knox with a paltry population of just me

watch the music video by MJ Windebank here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Aw6hXNqK3Q

Who Took Utopia?

`Planet Fort Knox` by The Girobabies

download from http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com

easily lead
like the fear you dread
the panic attack
when your eyes go red
the spanner in the works 
if it works you must be gullable
to think it wont break
your gonna lose what you got
just admit and keep on walking
crawl up the stairs
pretend your not talking 
shocking state of affairs
we always end up
thinking up plans cause we re so damn fed up

too many scapegoats, too many chancers
i hope that i wake up and i`ll finally get answers
too many questions
keep your suggestions
I want answers

blood on your hands of greed
skates on your feet
you`ll still smell of roses if you deligate deciept 
dont listen to me, your friends or the news
for every wise word you`ll hear a hundred thousand fools
there`s a smile on my face 
in my heart there`s resentment
urban jungle of cement its a peasants contentment
lets never speak again but ill call you tomorrow 
say sorry with a threat yes, beg , steal, borrow

too many scapegoats, too many chancers
i hope that i wake up and i`ll finally get answers
too many questions
keep your suggestions
I want answers

It`s a two horse race and we re running from the chase
with guilt and remorse and its written on your face
stamp mug on your forehead 
we were all born yesterday
we will all die tomorrow
every day is judgement day
Yay!

Written & Recorded 2011 by M.McGhee/ R.Gunn
originally played live 2009 by M.McGhee/ M. Yuen/ J. Hayes
final mix will be on the forthcoming Bus Stop Apocalypse album http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com 

I Want Answers

Do I wanna be a spaceman? 
Do I Fuck 
We want warehouse parties and amphetamine hugs 
they want us to take vitamins and learn new skills 
we want giro days and ecstasy pills 
we want outdoor tripping on sunny days 
and nobdy gives a fuck what the government says 
i cant stand being in the rain 
waiting on a train 
groundhog day repitition ripping at the brain 
mundane environment 
teenage retirement 
studied for a year but didnt know what his higher meant 
he spent three years on a sheet of paper 
3 years to get twenty years to pay for 
still have to graft as hard as your neighbour 
nervous breakdown on your lunch-hour 
save yer heart attack for later 
he s got his degree and he s finished his major 
it ddnt mean fuck all he s still a minimum wager 

Its the giros 
Its the giros 
Its the highs, the lows , The Jie s The Rows 

Do I want to pay my train fare? 
Do I Fuck! 
Ill just sit and read the paper and chance my luck 
blatant trainskipper 
get off scot free from scotrail 
not a criminal but one time i got jailed 
do i want to join the army? 
do I fuck 
Im not brave or fearless enough 
to get blown up 
in a war i dont believe in 
the news is misleading 
rupert murdoch cheerleading for the bible-reading 

fuck the council tax bill ill camp on a hill 

get a job, get a job, get a job, get a real job

The Giros

Taken from `Bus Stop Apocalypse`


    Boys will be boys if the monsters sell them toys,
    Annoyed by all the silence,
    Annoyed by all the noise

    and he said....
    Hit him on the head
    that`s what victor said
    Hit him on the head with a baseball bat
    are you gonna take that?
    or are you gonna change that?
    Hit him on the head with a baseball bat

    Don`t kill a man with a fist when you can have a violent antique,
    Victor`s shares go up when the blood pours down on the streets

    and he said....
    Hit him on the head
    that`s what victor said
    Hit him on the head with a baseball bat
    are you gonna take that?
    or are you gonna change that?
    Hit him on the head with a baseball bat
    kick him in the sack with a steel toe cap
    hit him on the head
    hit him on the head
    thats what victor said
    hit him on the head with a baseball bat 

The `Bus Stop Apocalypse` Button

What Victor Said

Jeremy Kyle

WHAT COULD GO WRONG?

(Taken from the `Social Not Working` E.P )

Written, Recorded and Performed  by The Girobabies (McGhee/ Gunn/ Hayes/  Andrews/ Yuen)

2010 all rights reserved


Stabbed in the back, 
Hit with the sack
The social not working
Kicked out your flat
Under arrest
Under attack
Walk under a ladder with a magpie and a cat
A Tug of war tussle with the mental muscle
Must muster something above the lack-luster

Such is life, Stick a grin on it

What could possibly go wrong? - Everything
What could possibly go wrong? - Anything
What could possibly go wrong? - Everything
Every day is a Friday the 13th
the rage from within, The lies and the spin
What could possibly go wrong? - Everything

We burnt the bridge- It hit the skids and we`re glad it did

such is life, Stick a grin on it

If it can go wrong, It will go wrong
It wont be long till it all goes wrong 
If it can go wrong, It will go wrong
It wont be long till it all goes wrong 
Someone give me something familiar
Nothing feels much realer than failure


Such is life, Stick a grin on it

What could possibly go wrong? - Everything
What could possibly go wrong? - Anything
What could possibly go wrong? - Everything
Every day is a Friday the 13th
the rage from within, The lies and the spin
What could possibly go wrong? - Everything

We burnt the bridge- It hit the skids and Im glad it did

What Could Go Wrong?

Taken from the `Social Not Working` E.P

Written by McGhee/ Hayes

Performed by McGhee/ Hayes/ Yuen

Produced by Gunn

The Girobabies Copyright 2009



Time Machine Prescription`


(Chorus)

And he prescribed me
a time machine
was at the doctors as part of my dream
And he prescribed me
a time machine
with a magic watch on his wrist with a laser-beam

oh no he says theres no way back for you
unless you go back in time you cant rewind with your mind

(Verse 1)

if your quick you`ll witness my descent and then
you can comment on it over and over again
sign divorce papers with your lucky pen
hopefully you`ll never have to work again
im not the only one whose not decisive
even as i write this Im in crisis
a gaping hole between free and priceless
I dont really like this life its too lifeless

(Chorus)

And he prescribed me
a time machine
was at the doctors as part of my dream
And he prescribed me
a time machine
with a magic watch on his wrist with a laser-beam

oh no he says theres no way back for you
unless you go back in time you cant rewind with your mind

(2nd verse)

Barking Japanese to the moon and the stars
thinking bout space-travel and those new flying cars
seems so real in a trip,
you see the sea from the cliff
talking about the future
your dormant frozen stiff
dont look down on me 
I wont look down on you 
there is no height or economics to do
in my mind, cant rewind, travel back in time

The hours fly by, The days drag in
The doctors diagnosis couldnt fix him
up in smoke, the door back to before
Remote control brain what do clocks tick for?




Time Machine Prescription

Stalker Drama by The Girobabies  (Featuring Jess Hopkins)

Copyright 2009 McGhee/ Hayes
Taken from the `Social Not Working` E.P produced by Steve Scott (Elba Studios) 

Lyrics

You can find her
Disguised as a passing dog walker
In a stalker submarine with binoculars
or a helicopter
sifting through wheelybins for credit cards and love letters
vengeance vendetta and a hidden agenda
ulterior motives and a hidden agenda
all communications returned back to sender
you reap what you sew so you drove me to this
im not a psycologist
not your psycatrist
Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pale of water
She`s got a needle and she`s not on the pill because somebody caught her
Its good to stalk
a stalker
God call the doctor
Shock, Horror, Horror
Whys, Lies a stalker

we `re gonna be married
we` re gonna be happy

creepy sneaky peeker peering through the curtains oh!
wide angled camera
focus on the drama
wide angled camera
focus on the stalker drama

Voodoo dolls and the darkest form of magic
hair in her purse and a lab in her attic
playing games of chess with her vague empty threats
give her an address and she ll open her legs
smoking your ashtray
drinking your dreggs
behind you in the que everytime you got to Gregg`s
the nutters got your number
your phone and your pin
the police are good for nothing they just play the violin

Its good to stalk a stalker
God call the doctor
shock, Horror, Lies, Whys and drama drama stalker



Stalker Drama

***SNEAK PREVIEW**** 

Final extended Sun Dogs mix coming soon! 

Written and recorded by : Girobabies
Produced by : Sun Dogs
Features cameos from Loki and Mog 
Lol by: Francesca the vlogger 
`Bus Stop Apocalypse`  at http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com 
Special thanks to P. Mullen 


The `Bus Stop Apocalypse` Button 

Big Society (Apocalypse) feat. Loki and Mog (Sun Dogs mix)

Original version written and performed by McGhee/ Yuen and produced by Pete Mullen
Remix by Jordan/ Tomoko from Clinker see clinker.org.uk for more tracks
The song is available as a bonus track to anyone who buys the `Social Not Working` CD or downloads the mini=album at http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com

The Girobabies - Party Around Me (Clinker remix)

Copyright McGhee/ Hayes 2009
Taken from the `Social Not Working` E.P
Video made by John Steele

www.myspace.com/thegirobabies
www.twitter.com/thegirobabies


This goes out to Visa, Lloyds TSB,
Royal Bank of Scotland, HSBC
Barclays, Clydesdale and the Abbey
Fuck youse all coz im no happy
Why does the government let you exist?
And why does the public let you take the piss?
Why do we all not punch the desk with our fist?
It's a tax for the poor that's designed by the rich
Call it an overdraft
Call it a switch
Whatever it is its my money bitch
And im not paying 35 pounds for going over
By 14 pence on the 18th October

To lower the service
Increase the profits
Every penny from the working class pockets
If the direct debits early or your wage is late
You've got a cheeky letter nothing else is on your plate/



You`ve got a bank charge
What you gonna do?
Insufficient funds available to you


Hold up a minute
It gets better
You want to complain then you have to write a letter
And you cant call in cause its in India
And you ll never see the fat cat with the cigar

Many people with charges were made redundant
By the same conmen who switched continent
To lower the service
Increase the profit
Every penny from the working class pocket
If the direct debits early or your wage is late
You've got a cheeky letter nothing else is on your plate

Youve got a bank charge
What you gonna do?
Insufficient funds available to you

You put your pin
Number in
And theres nothing to withdraw (oh no)
The bank charges have taken it all
I needed money, For a bottle of cider, Some rizla and a powercard
So now the debt collectors punched me
cause the bank has credit crunched me
And Im sobre myself in the dark
And I cant afford to go to work
So I guess ill get sacked
And if I don't pay my rent
Ill be sleeping in a park
They charge me money
To say they cant pay my bill
Were getting so fucked we should be on the pill

You..ve got a bank charge
What you gonna do?
Insufficient funds available to you

Bank Charge

all rights reserved 2009
recorded at Elba studios, 2010

Taken from `Social Not Working` E.P go to http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com

Written by: McGhee/ Hayes
Also featuring: Gunn/  Yuen/ Andrews
Produced by:   Stephen Scott

LYRICS

Insecurity, 
The root of the lunacy 
Cardboard cut-outs cutting through the community 
Tracksuit terrorists on the terraces 
Petty crime menaces 
The wannabe Paulferris` 
Its serious how the I.Q has dropped 
In the last five years by such a fucking lot 
Claiming to be gangsters when theyre clearly not 
I sincerely hope every one of them`s shot 

From the street young team to the club drug scene 
And its not just me we`ll be going full teamed 
Full steam where victims laugh as the demons scream 
And karma will wake up 
Its the backlash dream 


Take The Streets Back 

Opportunity 
The root of the lunacy 
Governing bodies and the social security 
Pen-pushing nazis in their matching versaces 
Expensive Christmas parties paid by taxes and charges 
Its serious how voter apathy has won 
In the last ten years we`ve been over-run 
P.R Spun 
with a smoking gun 
Politics seems pointless and narcotics more fun 
And its not just me that is thing like this 
No definition of democracy has ever existed 

Full steam where victims laugh 
As the demons scream 
And karma will wake up its the Backlash dream 


Take the streets back 

We`ll have a backlash if you want tay 
Lets up the ante 
The good guy gets mad hes a bad vigilante 
Rise up or do nante 
Whatever you want tay 

Backlash at last 
Take the streets back
Rob the banks and the SAAS 
Take the streets back
Watch the stockmarkets crash 
Take the streets back
Burn the stash and the cash 
Take the streets back
The psycopaths are at large 
Take the streets back
Deport all racists and laugh 
Take the streets back
Let the good guy laugh last 
Take the streets back

Take the Streets back

Backlash

There`s no stopping this 
metropolis 
if you say otherwise you`re taking the piss 
we`re halfing this 
shopping list 
out of date rolls with the 10p crisps 
out of order 
closed for business 
damage limitation so they shoot they shoot the witness 
cheap foreign labour and a lack of new ideas 
means a storms a brewing and the rent is in arrears 
it appears we`re no longer pioneers 
we`ll be refugees in a matter of years 
looking for work 
being shunned as one 
isnt it ironic the shutdown has begun 

The shutdown- society driven underground x 3 
living in a rundown industrial comedown 

Who needs Uni - join the army 
why be educated when you can be angry 

its a big big society 
bin the idea of a career in Psychiatry 
its a big big society 
become a volunteer sweep the floors in a library 

global conglomerate 
the rise of the franchise 
shutdown your chip shop 
monopolise your franchise


credits


M. McGhee/ J. Hayes/ K. Miakish 

Produced by P Mullen

All rights reserved 2010

Big Society (Unfinished Demo)

Produced by by Square9 Recordings.
A song about digital pitchforks and anonymous avatars with emoticon laughter.
Video on youtube here: https://bit.ly/2tkI9MN
CD/ Download / Gig tickets on Bandcamp here: https://bit.ly/2ssoUjA
LYRICS 
threat detected witch-hunt activate
which can demonstrate a trait of painting hate
playing to the gallery
the fall out the backlash the knee-jerk reaction
self-righteous oneupmanship a virus gaining traction
an anonymous avatar with emoticon laughter
tip toe round the lava coz you ran out of character (s)

the baying mob with their digital pitchforks face lit up in the dark with their sickly thick thoughts 
playing to the gallery 
mutual friends high-five as reputations swan-dive
 I`m not being funny but...It's cool, your never funny 
anyway rubber-necking at a car crash the tribe provide popcorn 
turn blind-eyes to death-threats cause the others ain't human
nose in others business hands in cookie jar
actor seeking drama yeah we know who you are

Fetching PItchfork

This is The Girobabies soundcloud page where we put up demos and songs and things and stuff. To hear the finished article please check out our bandcamp page on htttp://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com where you can name your price and own the music forever.  
First mini-album  `Social Not Working` 2010
The album `Bus Stop Apocalypse` 2012
brand new single `Secret Animal` available to download on http://thegirobabies.bandcamp.com 
New album on the way plus check out the other projects Jackal Trades, Sun Dogs, Gordy Duncan JR, John McCrory



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