Cock of the fifth year is what we called the biggest jock types when I was in high school. Cocky, brash loud and overly confident. Puffed up, swaggering, mouthy bellends who can be pretty intimidating when you’re a woman just trying to get on with your day.

But it's not just in high school we encounter them, they're everywhere: the LinkedIn narcissist, the Tinder predator, and the (very scary) furious nice guy etc.

The phrase ‘lock up your sons’ will be contentious but we're not endorsing prison systems (far from it). The point is, the phrase’ lock up your daughters’ is relentless and women are always told to be careful, not wear headphones when walking at night, be wary of predators on the streets carry your keys between your knuckles as a weapon. Women are told they need to protect themselves by avoiding walking alone in the dark home from a night out, cosseted, hidden away safe from the threat of, let’s face it, male violence. On that logic, why not lock the blokes up at home for women's safety at night if they can’t be trusted to behave?

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Cock of the Fifth Year

Cock Of The Fifth Year (Radio Edit)

Electronic Punk & such of some like & more.

A new arrangement conjured from an enigmatic gloaming by a nomadic cast of less than ascetic curios.

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Powerfully uncool electronic pop grooves for sarcastic introverts.
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Cock Of The Fifth Year (Radio Edit)

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