Viola Beach!!!!!!!!! Love this vibe. Great vocals

I love it, reminds me a bit of primus totally dig it

Incoherent raving multicoloured on the walls
Cries for help that no-one hears above their own fall
Stained grey stones and broken bones, ignore every shout
Shuttered lives, sharpened knives, where’s the way out?

Seems like it’s there,
A nobody, in a place you don’t know.
But this is here,
A somebody, in the place you call home

Come on and show me
What you embody
Don’t say you’re sorry
If you always will be
Wake up! ...
… this is not a drill

Peeling paint, a silent taint, behind every door
Stumbling round in broken shells, can’t fight any more
Walking past, broken glass, the shards in my mind
Black marks from my boots upon the pavement left behind

Seems like it’s there,
A nobody, in a place you don’t know.
But this is here,
A somebody, in the place you call home

Come on and show me
What you embody
Don’t say you’re sorry
If you always will be
Wake up! ...
… this is not a drill

This Is Not A Drill

Words and music written by Bartley Charles Mastin
Performance by Bartley Charles Mastin
Copyright 2023 All Rights Reserved

Jaybird

Oooooohhhhhhh can’t you see
This can never be
I belong to me
(and) I won’t go quietly
Into your 
Moulded for your
Boxed inside your
Category

Spoken word part:

Do we really need to allocate everything to neat little groups?
Including ourselves?
What is it about our uniqueness that scares you?
The upside-down fork in the cutlery drawer
That discordant note
The outlier on the graph spoiling the clean line
We are all outliers on different graphs

Category

Chorus

And you knew there were no roads only a maze
Of all that you were not and could and should have been
They looked for you in the café, cemetery and church
They could not find you and we still have not found you yet

Verse 1

Death is forever and we sing to you with words
That moan and remember
A sad breeze
(Viento del oeste)

Verse 2

Let it be known that you have never truly died
You are the west wind
The shadow of our tears
(Sombra de lagrimas)

Verse 3

We have a thirst for newborn souls and laughter
Thirsty for new songs
That go to the soul
(Conciencia profunda)

Prechorus 1

Behind your eyes
Hermetic song
Breaks open seedlings
(Almanecer de flores)

Chorus repeat

Solo

Verse 4

You said things that go away never return
We respectfully disagree
Sing your restless wait
(Deseo anhelo)

Prechorus 2

Light that blinds
Arc of cry
Impossible to silence

Chorus repeat

Viento del Oeste

Breathe Slow

Don't Abandon All Hope

Good Things Are Coming

Ho. Ho. Ho.
Here's a sequel to last year's xmas magnum opus, 'Santa Got Wankered', cunningly named 'Santa got Wankered pt.2'

Hope everyone has a wonderful *(insert religious/atheist/spiritual/animistic/whatever festival of choice)*

See you in 2025 :)

Santa got Wankered pt.II

Merry Christmas to all and to all a fun night

Christmas

unwanted overtures - I envy the dead

Suicide Prevention Hot Line     1 800 273 8255   Once you're gone, you're gone forever....there's no chance to change The End.

THE END MIXX 1 100719 WIP - M3NT 01 - 01

We're Marie, Andrew, Marco and Doug and we make up this Indie band based in and around London. We love writing and playing new songs and exploring different genres and ideas.

This Is Not A Drill

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