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Purchase all 3 Editions of Books on Bandcamp here: 
https://musiciselation.bandcamp.com/album/books-3rd-2nd-1st-editions

All money will go to the Book Foundation. 
The Book Foundation's mission is to promote literacy by placing new books into the hands and homes of low-income and underserved children
Visit the Book Foundation for more information at: 
www.thebookfoundation.org 

When Ronny the Rocket and I first made this track, we couldn't decide who would be the best person to add their magical touch to the mix and master of this song. So we decided to have both Wou-Wou & the Wormling and Ill Dub make a version. I originally posted the Ill Dub version on my page and Ronny the Rocket posted the Wou-Wou & the Wormling version on his page. Both Ronny and I eventually took down the respective versions from our page as new music was made. I have numerous songs set to private to eventually delete as I am running out of space on my page and am not going to pay for a SoundCloud Pro Unlimited plan. But, I still like this song, so decided to give it fresh life on my page with the Wou-Wou & the Wormling mix. 

For this release, Wou-Wou & the Wormling provided me with this special artwork. I think it looks great and companions the song excellently!!!

Enjoy and happy Reading!!!

Watch the little GIF like video of Books (1st Edition) on Facebook here:
https://www.facebook.com/marquis.zane/videos/vb.100000277086729/1723074164378470/?type=2&theater

Ronny The Rocket: Original music composition
https://soundcloud.com/a-r-m-e
Couch King: Vocals and Lyrics
Wou-Wou & the Wormling: Book Reading, Mix and Master, Art
https://soundcloud.com/wouwouandthewormling
Stephanie Sweet: Book Reading
https://soundcloud.com/steph-sweet
S.Yamagishi: Book Reading
https://soundcloud.com/esuyamagishi

Lyrics:

I love books
Give me lots and lots and lots of books y’all
I love books
Give me lots and lots and lots of books

I love books
Give me lots of books
Books and books and books and books
The printed word, handwritten spells, illustrations with stories to tell
Pen on paper, the ink in well, going old school with a brush or quill
I love books

I gotta say, I love ‘em all, hieroglyphics on walls to a manic scrawl
Roald Dahl to Aristotle
You get the gist, now come here and sit as I go through the list
E-books, Ibooks, books on tape, from MP3 to that vinyl scrape to blocks of wood, they all are great, ha

Pssst, psst, yea you, come here, come here, I have a secret to tell

When you are imagining you might as well imagine something worth while for if you don’t imagine nothing ever happens at all

Whistles and bells, peas in nutshells, everyone’s got at least one story to tell
So write it down and self-publish, count your lucky stars and go make a wish
Dream a little dream, concoct a tasty dish
What?
Collect your recipes, even cook books aren’t off limit
Children’s lit is still legit, captures the adolescent spirit 
Hey, true fact, I even took college courses on it
Yea!
I love books

I’ll read ‘em all, no prints to small
bifocals for my eyeballs downfall
Through strain and squall, fatigue at nightfall
god damn it, I’m in it for the long hall

Complete book reading lyrics and sources available on Bandcamp

Bandcamp

Ronny the Rocket & the Couch King - Books (Wou-Wou & the Wormling Edition)

I hate every person I've ever met today
If I had any friends at all
I'd give them all away
I hate every person I've ever met today
Waste my whole damn life alone
And I'm the one to blame

There isn't too much on this damn earth
I would say I know
But living life is easier
When I'm on my own
If everyone you meet
Sooner or later goes
I guess that's the reason why
I'd rather drink alone
I hate every person I've ever met today
If I had any friends at all
I'd give them all away
I hate every person I've ever met today
Waste my whole damn life alone
And it's a fucking shame

It doesn't have a reason 
It doesn't even rhyme
If everyone is leaving 
Why even waste my time
You may believe it
But we both know it's a lie
I guess that's the reason why
I'll drink alone all night

I hate every person I've ever met today
If I had any friends at all
I'd give them all away

I hate every person I've ever met today
Waste my whole damn life alone
Cause I'm a-fucking-fraid

know who your friends aren't

Does the Angst End After 28?

Can I have a little bit of land, sir?
NO! We need it for our ill-gotten fortunes to grow
But give us your life and you can have this box
Where you can work three times as hard 
to get twice as fucked
Feudalism masquerading as democracy
Or a clandestine constitutional monarchy

Capitalism's not a political system
And it's not even a system
When your sub-living on an endless subsistence

There's always another way
Beneath these shades of concrete grey.

We need to emphatically 
Discard the guard that keeps the garden
Under lock and key
A pay to play rigged game for the rich
That leaves in the ditch
The vast majority
The world's only as broken as we allow it to be
Slash the fucking seats

And while you're living in your box 
(Call it living?)
We'll fill your mind with desires
And a need to spend most of your time 
Recovering from all the shit we've constructed
And called norms and values to keep you distracted
From the creeping sensation that you've been conned

This is not a conspiracy
Where did you get that idea from?
And while you're so busy keeping yourself afloat
We'll tear up the earth for more oil and gold
And sell it to you for an inflated price
And better not tell the kids that they don't need this shite

Plastic Plastic Plastic Fantastic
You can tell that we've been brainwashed 
Because banning it seems drastic

Out of sight out of mind
Throw it in the sea
What do you mean petro-chemical dependency?
WE CALL IT PROGRESS!

There's always another way.

We need to irreversibly
Discard the guard that keeps the garden
Under lock and key
A pay to play rigged game for the rich
That leaves in the ditch
The vast majority
The world's only as broken as we allow it to be
Slash the fucking seats

I can feel the fresh air on my skin
Doesn't matter how you play Doesn't matter how you pray
All you can say as you drop to your knees is
I love you you're my kin
I don't give a swooping dancing flying shit about the colour of your skin
Or what state your teeth are in
We come from the dust of the stars and to them we'll return
Wouldn't it be lovely?

We need to irrevocably
Discard the guard that keeps the garden
Under lock and key
A pay to play rigged game for the rich
That leaves in the ditch
The vast majority
The world's only as broken as we allow it to be
Slash the fucking seats

We have the knowledge the power the passion the glory
To put people before profit and the planet before money

There's always another way.
Beneath these shades of concrete grey.

SLASH THE FUCKING SEATS

The Ending - A Punk song about that person that sees their problems as your fault

Recorded at MAINZ for the purpose of a student's assessment. Engineered, mixed and mastered by Calum Slee, 2017.

The Ending - Version 2

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