The King of the Desert Mods Project (2013- 2016)

LYRICS

Every night I realise I don't have that thing
That suck the girls from the universe but I gotta sing
I'm alive, I'm alive

"Charm a babe"? I'm insecure, I just cause a scene
In a sec they realise, you know what I mean?

Even when I steal the show I fall on my face
Cause oh you girls you're in the know, you always displace

Scrutinise, they energise,
They cut you inside when the time is right
Then they kick you down when you're on the ground
Then they burst you're cloud at the speed of sound
When they make you cry they will bleed you dry
And will shoot your limbs till you cannot hide
They will stab your eyes till you cannot see
You objectify? Cannot believe....

Every effort that I make is just not perceived
I compliment you on your eyes and you beg to disagree
In your arm you have a shotgun that you're aiming at me
I take it you're a psychopath with a dark fantasy

I'm the king, and you're my queen
I first saw you in a magazine
I'm the king and you're my queen
I met you in a submarine
I'm the king and you're my queen
I bought you a limousine
I'm the king and you're my queen
You were born from ecstasy
I'm the king and you're my queen
I saw you in a magazine

Copyright Dissenter Records 2014

Kings & Queens

The Dark Carnival

Roast Rosie

Copyright Tom Dissenter 2016.

Lyrics:

Get up go to work, then give your daily smirk 
To the girl who never holds the door
You leave your finger out
Only to figure out she doesn't care

Don't give me the time, I need no valentine
Just a break to burn these chains of death
My IQ's in decline
Precipitated by a simple lack of use

Don't let it, don't let it go
Don't let them steal the show
Caress it then let it blow
Let's all burn the world below

Look around the room, It won't be over soon
Those boards need breaking down by six
The lies are pitchin' like they never fly
Behind the desk there's a bottle of empty wine

Don't let it, don't let it go
Don't let them steal the show
Caress it then it blow
Let's burn them to the world below

Sweeping in the yard now thinking in contrast
Through the fact that nothing really matters
You and I, we're expendable
There's just no pride to take in this line of work