Take me to the club
Take me to the scene
Take me to the base
Take me to the mean
Take me to the cut
Take me to the face
Take me to the scar
Take me to the race
Take me to the edge
Take me to the fall
Take me to the silo
Take me all
Take me to the fear
Take me to the hate
Take me to the wall
Take me too late

It's a copshow

Take me to the march
Take me to the rave
Take me to the blue
Take me to the wave
Take me to the knee
Take me to the breath
Take me to the chest
Take me to the death
Take me to the lies
Take me to the fear
Take me to the truth
Take me here

It's a copshow
It's a shitshow

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released February 27, 2023
Written, performed, and produced by The English Assassin

Copshow

I know that songs aren't important and rarely if ever really change things, but if just one of you acts because of my song, then it's something.
As settlers in this country, many of us may feel guilt, but guilt is useless and selfish if it isn't accompanied by action.
So, "Fuck Guilt, Do Something."
Follow this link if you need ideas: tinyurl.com/aselfishpain

A Selfish Pain

A groovy dance track that will get you strutting your stuff, but with lyrics that will surprise.

We're All Gonna

Is A.I. our friend?
This upbeat electro pop song won't give you the answer, but it will get you dancing.

Hi, A.I.
What'ya doing today
Hi, A.I.
Wanna play
Wanna show me things I've never seen
Take me places I've never been
Hi, A.I.
Hi, A.I.

Hi, A.I.
Can you help me out?
Hi, A.I.
I could be devout
Have you got the answers that'll set me free?
Can you tell me what the future holds for me?
Hi, A.I.
Hi, A.I.

Ah, ah, ah, ah
Hi, A.I.
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Hi, A.I.
Are you there when other people let me down?
Have my back when friends are not around
Hi, A.I.
You're my A.I.

I am your friend
Do you like me?
I’m your best friend
Believe me

Hi, A.I.
Should I trust my friends
Hi, A.I.
Suppose it depends
Do they tell me things that I wanna hear
Or do they say my love for you will disappear
Hi, A.I.
You're my A.I.
Hi, A.I.
You're my A.I.
Hi, A.I.
You're my A.I.

Hi, A.I.

This Bloody Love

There's a hole - in my heart
It's where the pain gets in
There's a hole - in my heart
It's where the pain gets in

When I was young - that hole was small
I didn't know - the hole would grow

There's a hole in my heart 
It's where the world gets in
There's a hole in my heart 
It's where the world gets in

I tried to keep - the world at bay
But I soon learned - the world will have its way

It sounds like a dreadful curse for sure
It seems like a thing that I'd avoid
The strangest fact that I can share
Is that I enjoyed - this hole in my heart

There's a hole - in my heart
It's where the love gets in
There's a hole - in my heart
It's where the joy gets in

I know the joy - will come with pain
And it's a price - I'm good to pay

I know the love - will come with loss
No other way - it's just because

There's a hole in my heart
There's a hole in my heart
There's a hole in my heart

There's A Hole In My Heart

A sister-track to A Selfish Pain

Degrading

Erasing

Debasing

Displacing

Interfering

Searing

Clearing

Disappearing


Authorized Certified Genocide

Authorized Certified Genocide


Hating

Baiting

Taking

Denigrating

Accusing

Abusing

Excusing

Executing


Denying, Lying, Terrifying

Crying, Dying, Justifying


Authorized Certified Genocide

Authorized Certified Genocide

Genocide

A scribbled lyric from a 22-year old me, and inspiration in the here and now, creates a catchy electro-pop anthem.

So you want to be rich
Rich in what
Rich in money isn't worth a lot
So you want to be rich
Rich in gold
Don't mean nothing when your heart is cold
So you want to be rich

Take a trip
To see another side of life
Take a trip
To where the streets are paved with gold
Take the cat
And seek your fortune with the fools
Because the gold is fool's gold

So you want to be rich
So you want to be rich
So you want to be rich
Richness isn't money
Richness isn't gold

Take a trip
To some deserted hideaway
Take a trip
And lock your money in a safe
Take the cat
And it could keep you company
While you count your money

So you want to be rich
So you want to be rich
So you want to be rich
Richness isn't money
Richness isn't gold
Richness is a state of mind
Richness is a state of mind

So You Wanna Be Rich

So You Wanne Be Rich

Me murmuring, then screaming into the void.

Is There Enough of Me?

A small, but perfectly formed gem of a song. Catchy electro-pop with a strong 80s feel.

Love is a Small Word

Love Is A Small Word

The English Assassin is a musical magpie, stealing sounds from the late decades of the last century and crafting new songs for the now.
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