The first single from the new album "Monkey Suit"! To be in the music video, check this link: http://www.billyrowan.co.uk/star-in-the-official-video-for-last-chance-to-dance/

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Last Chance To Dance

# I.

Is it still folk punk if I'm mostly sober? 

I mean I'm still fucked up but I'm not hungover 

I mean it's all soft drugs, straight weed and kratom 

Toss and wash and up and Adam 

# II.

I've had a long fucking day, it's always drawn out 

I take Seroquel and then I'll nod out

The antipsychotic soaked psyche says to process this dose and repeat nightly 

# III.

Head in my hands, I fall and hit land

I wake upon concrete, trembling I stand

I ask: is this life? the not knowing why? 

The what will I be? The when will I die? 

# IV.

The hole in my head is thick as my will to sedate instead of sticking my pill infested bong hole into the bowl whole

And I'm still got no control

# V.

I pull up with the pot plant reeking

Spot mad heated

Cot that bleeding heart was seated

On, sad bleating

Cost exceeding

Lost my footing and found my seating

# VI.


Face first eating

Pavement. Leaving me sad and painted gray

Spent my existence in a spastic haze

The way it stays until my final days

Is It Still Folk Punk If I'm Mostly Sober?

I wrote this song following the riots that took place across the UK in 2011. It was a response to the way in which our Government and media chose to demonise the young people involved, looking for an easy scapegoat, rather than looking at the social conditions and inequality that led us to that point.

Our Streets

Don't Buy It

Cumstain on the Sofa (ft. Jack Bird)

i've never called a hotline in my life
but i've wanted to die quite a few times
you say i do this to myself
i say go to hell

you hang up and i cry myself to sleep
morning comes and i pretend we're happy as can be
you go off and slowly forget me

if i have to spend one more day waiting for something to happen
i'm gonna die
parts of me are scared for my health
and parts of me are ready to say goodbye

i don't mean to worry you but i'm running out of time
and i don't mean to worry you but i don't know how to just be alive

come hold me like you used to
you hate me but i still need you

i guess i'm sorry
i'm sorry
i'm sorry
i'm sorry

i love you
i love you
i love you
i'm sorry

i hate me
i hate me
i hate me
i hate me
i hate me
i hate me
i hate me
i hate me

you make me
hate me
hate me
hate me
you make me
hate me
hate me
hate me

god, god
god
god?
god, god
god
if you're out there set me free
if you're out there leave me be

give me back the one i need
give me back the one i need
make me feel something besides apathy

i need you to save me

last resort

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