Artist: The King Blues
Album: Punk and Poetry
Release Date: 17th April 2011
No. of Songs: 12
1. The Last Of The Dreamers
Intro - Cm, Fm, G (x2)
Cm
This is for the messed up kids, bound like dynamite,
Fm G
The wondering drunks out on the town tonight,
Cm
The romantic killer whose never been caught,
Fm G
For the crackpot who hit the jackpot and stopped.
Cm
This is for those who climb right to the top,
Fm G
Just to feel what its like to drop,
Cm
For the critical master converges,
Fm G
For the paedophile suppressing his urges.
Cm
This is for the soldier in contempt of court,
Fm G
Cos he believed in freedom of thought,
Cm
This is for the baby who struggles to talk,
Fm G
But can manage to gargle the language of god.
Cm Fm G
This is for the origami swan, who dared to soar up to the sun,
Cm
This is for the outcast, the freaks and the schemers,
Fm G Cm
This is for the last of the dreamers.
2. We Are Fucking Angry
Intro:
Cm Cm
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B|------------------4-4--4-4------|-------------------4-4--4-4|
G|------------------5-5--5-5------|-------------------5-5--5-5|
D|------------------5-5--5-5------|-------------------5-5--5-5|
A|------------------3-3--3-3------|-------------------3-3--3-3|
E|--888-777-666-555-----------(x3)|--8888777766665555---------|
Verse:
Cm Cm
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B|----------------4-4--4-4---------------------4-4--4-4|
G|----------------5-5--5-5---------------------5-5--5-5|
D|----------------5-5--5-5---------------------5-5--5-5|
A|----------------3-3--3-3---------------------3-3--3-3|
E|--8--7--6--5---------------8888777766665555----------|(x2)
Just a glimspse of the future were buying
Behind them hands are you laughing or crying?
You fall apart when we ain't complying
And we ain't gonna take this no more
In the fog vampire blood suckers
Fight them off by flinging nunchuckas
You can't stop us, up for the ruckus
And we ain't gonna take this no more
Pre Chorus: (Ska/Reggae)
Cm
Cut the bankers, cut the MP's
Fm
Cut the rich and the riot police
Cm
Cut the state and cut the war
Fm Cm
But them-a cut the poor
Chorus:
Cm Cm
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B|------------------4-4--4-4------|-------------------4-4--4-4|
G|------------------5-5--5-5------|-------------------5-5--5-5|
D|------------------5-5--5-5------|-------------------5-5--5-5|
A|------------------3-3--3-3------|-------------------3-3--3-3|
E|--888-777-666-555-----------(x3)|--8888777766665555---------|
We are fighting back and we are fucking angry (x4)
Verse 2:
Cm Cm
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B|----------------4-4--4-4---------------------4-4--4-4|
G|----------------5-5--5-5---------------------5-5--5-5|
D|----------------5-5--5-5---------------------5-5--5-5|
A|----------------3-3--3-3---------------------3-3--3-3|
E|--8--7--6--5---------------8888777766665555----------|(x2)
Hang the judge and kill the jury
Come alive and use your fury
The future will write the history
And we ain't gonna take this no more
Vote of faith and we get what we ask for
This is class war, this is class war
It's what we wear our hoods and our masks for
And we ain't gonna take this no more
Pre Chorus: (Ska/Reggae)
Cm
Cut the bankers, cut the MP's
Fm
Cut the rich and the riot police
Cm
Cut the state and cut the war
Fm Cm
But them-a cut the poor
Chorus:
Cm Cm
e|--------------------------------|---------------------------|
B|------------------4-4--4-4------|-------------------4-4--4-4|
G|------------------5-5--5-5------|-------------------5-5--5-5|
D|------------------5-5--5-5------|-------------------5-5--5-5|
A|------------------3-3--3-3------|-------------------3-3--3-3|
E|--888-777-666-555-----------(x3)|--8888777766665555---------|
We are fighting back and we are fucking angry (x4)
Bridge:
Cm
If you cover your ears when we vote or come in peace
Fm
Then you give us no choice but to tear down these streets
Cm
Students, workers and unemployed unite and rise out of the slum
Fm
France, Spain, Greece we're joining you finally our time has come
WEIRD ASS CHORUS TO END!!!
3. Set The World On Fire
A5 A/G#5
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B|-------------|
G|-------------|
D|-------------|
A|--7-----7----|
E|--5-----4----|
Intro:
e|--5--5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5--|
B|--5---5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-|
G|--6-------------------|
D|--7-------------------|
A|--7-------------------|
E|--5-------------------|
Verse 1:
A E D
I wake up in the morning, take big pharma lozenges,
A E D
Swallowing the juice of Israeli blood oranges,
A E D
Then I sit down and read the newspaper,
A E D
It tells me the enemy and lets me know the saviour,
A E D
This week's flavour, Asylum seekers,
A E D
As I lace up my blood-stained sneakers,
A E D
I turn on the television, what have I got?
A E D
The war rages on and it's only 8 o'clock
Chorus:
F#m D E A5 A/G#5
Fire, Fire, Well I wanna set the world on fire,
F#m D E
Fire, Fire, Yeah I wanna set the world on fire,
A E D
Watch it all burn down, We can start again,
A E D
Fire, Fire, Fire, Fire!
Re intro:
Verse 2:
A E D
They say it's just been invented, And it's now in shop, heaven sent it
A E D
And cures in always just one drop,
A E D
So pay the doctor, to be the snipper
We want bigger tits, bigger, bigger, bigger, yeah!
A E D
This is how we use the greatest minds in science,
A E D
Not a cure for cancer, but a profit for giants,
A E D
They blind the clients with advertisements
A E D
If security heightens that ain't progress, it's violence
Bridge: A E D (Same as the verse)
And if you notice my grotesque, protest music,
The choice is yours, you can slate it or use it,
Fight the power? Man, we are the power!
Planting seeds in concrete streets and they flower,
Politics and love ain't meant to be sinister,
Primitive but I can't find anything simpler,
I float around the perimeter,
I only the follow to mob to lynch the Prime Minister
Chorus:
F#m D E A5 A/G#5
Fire, Fire, Well I wanna set the world on fire,
F#m D E
Fire, Fire, Yeah I wanna set the world, i wanna set the world on fire
A E D
Watch it all burn down, We can start again,
A E D
Fire, Fire, Fire, Fire!
A E D
Fire, Fire, Fire, Fire!
A E D A
Fire, Fire, Fire, Fire!
4. Dancehall
Sometimes i think life is just a game,
And i get the urge to jump in front of a moving train but,
Like some kind of sick joke, you keep me alive,
Every time i pass out, your there to revive.
But when i die cremate me, turn my ashes into diamonds,
And turn those shining diamonds into a crystal ball,
Make it the centerpiece, glimmerin' and shimmerin'
Spinning from the ceiling in the middle of the dancehall.
5. The Future's Not What It Used To Be
Intro - Ebm, Ebm, C#, Bb (x2)
Verse 1:
Ebm
Well outside on the street at 5am you know the world has a different face,
And at dawn in the park as the sunbeams break, the drunks sing amazing grace
C#
While the ladies of the night take flight as a big bright light comes crashing down,
Bb
You and i put the world to rights, in this forgotten little part of town.
Ebm
Well i heard that they say that the traffic wardens dances dick van dyke does
Throwing shapes around parking meters, to adored rapturous applause,
C#
Singing 5 part harmonies and jumping over cars while others dare to sleep,
Bb
With this city is my playground, yeah my circus is my street.
Chorus:
Ebm
Singing now, woah the future's not what it used to be
C# Bb
So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light
Ebm
Woah the future's not what it used to be
C# Bb
So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light.
Ebm, Ebm, C#, Bb
Verse 2:
Ebm
When they came to collect the names of the lads who want to sign up for the army
They said they wanna grow up to be a G, gave up on trying be like dad the sparky
C#
Why run around 360, like a dog chasing his tail
Bb
Or the schoolgirls dressed like hookers, the hookers dressed like schoolgirls
Chorus:
Ebm
Singing now, woah the future's not what it used to be
C# Bb
So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light
Ebm
Woah the future's not what it used to be
C# Bb
So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light.
Ebm, Ebm, C#, Bb
Bridge: Ebm, Ebm, C#, Bb (same as chorus, but strummed fully, not ska)
Killing and drilling, well its all they understand,
In the Middle East and Afghanistan,
They fight over turf, they fight over land,
If you give them a ting-a-ling,
While their trigger finger lingers,
With the second gun slingers,
They fight over that,
There's no unity, just to you and and me
Trying to keep our head above the lunacy,
Its just the way we're living,
And we will never give in,
To this -ism schism prison
That all men and women live in.
They war over guns, they war over god,
War over land and they war over drugs,
They war, they war, they war over love,
War over which god watches from above,
They war over oil, they war over race,
Some of them are warring just to save face,
They war, they war, they war over debt,
If it's a war they want, it's a war they'll get.
Chorus (x2)
Ebm
Singing now, woah the future's not what it used to be
C# Bb
So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light
Ebm
Woah the future's not what it used to be
C# Bb
So will the last one out please turn off the light, turn off the light.
Ebm
6. I Want You
Intro:
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B|---------3333333---------3333333---------3333333---------3333333-|
G|----------------------------------5-5-5-----------7-7-7----------|
D|--5-5-5-----------5-5-5-----------5-5-5-----------7-7-7----------|
A|--5-5-5-----------5-5-5-----------3-3-3-----------5-5-5----------|
E|--3-3-3-----------3-3-3------------------------------------------|
Verse: G G C D
I want you like a foot wants a show, like a one wants a two,
Like a pink wants a blue, like a cheated on partner wants an answer,
A dancer wants a beat and a beat wants a groove.
I want you like the bully wants to be understood,
I want you like the ghetto wants a new robin hood,
I want you like the soldier wants the smell of home, like robson wants jerome.
Chorus:
G Bm Em
I want you, yeah i want you.
C D
With everything i am, now i want you.
G Bm Em
I want you, yeah i want you.
C D
I wanna shout it out for all that i want you.
I want.
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B|---------3333333--------|
G|------------------------|
D|--5-5-5-----------5-5-5-|
A|--5-5-5-----------5-5-5-|
E|--3-3-3-----------3-3-3-|
You.
Verse 2: G G C D
I want you like the papers want to call us yobs,
I want you like the workers want to keep their jobs,
I want you like the right wing want the boneheads,
Like the bankers want the bonus
Em Bm
I want you like the people want to see change,
C D
I want you like the cabinet want us the same,
Em Bm
I want you like Palestine wants to be free,
C D
Like bourgeoisie wants to watch out for me
Chorus:
G Bm Em
I want you, yeah i want you.
C D
With everything i am, now i want you.
G Bm Em
I want you, yeah i want you.
C D
I wanna shout it out for all that i want you.
Bridge: G Em C D
Like the man wants a protest band, a telephone tap and a retina scan
Like the salt wants to be with a pepper
An egg with a bacon, a stamp with a letter.
Like a light bulb wants Uncle fester
Like the fat boys wants chubby checker,
Like saxon want to bring together, the denim and leather.
Chorus: (Key change)
A C#m F#m
I want you, yeah i want you.
D E
With everything i am, now i want you.
A C#m F#m
I want you, yeah i want you.
D E
I wanna shout it out for all that i want you.
I want. e|---------|
B|---------|
G|---------|
D|--7-7-7--|
A|--7-7-7--|
E|--5-5-5--|
7. 5 Bottles Of Shampoo (when it comes in it's F, Am, G F, Dm, G)
She pushed in before me in the supermarket queue,
Pretended not to see me in that way women do.
She put on the counter som milk and bread too.
Then she pulled out five different bottles of shampoo.
And i thought to my self i will never understand women
And i hear some of you saying,
"But all men are the same, they're all ruled by their dicks"
Well thats true of some but not all, dont point that finge so quick.
There's some though in the clubs, pinching girls arses
Being intimidating with obscene pases.
A goddess, you can tell when she dances.
But you shout slag when she rejects your advances.
Its like you got no belief in your self.
Or you aint got the balls to just talk to a girl.
So every time after six beers, your aim of the nights to reduce her to tears.
When she chats to me you spit and shout whore.
Well it is written in the art of war to fight only the battles you can win.
But i will defend your honour till they kick my face in.
You can scrape bruised and battered off the floor
Integrity's what black eyes were invented for.
So down with the dick-tatorship thats so cock-sure,
They use rape as a weapon of war.
Down with the man who thinks its ok to give his wife a punch,
Down with the judge who said it weren't rape cos she was drunk,
To pro-lifers: be a doctor or foster a kid,
Thats how you make it possible for people to live,
(just drums here)
But dont you dare tell women what they cant and cant do,
When it was a women that gave life to you.
Yes i'm a man, i guess a typical one,
But i aint afraid to sai i think all women are beautiful and strong,
Too fat, too thin, thats just media spin
You look best when you're comfortable in your own skin,
So im sorry if you feel undue
If the truth be known im in awe of you,
You're a giver of life and a warrior too,
So do you really need 5 different bottles of shampoo?
8. Sex Education
Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex eductaion.
(chords are Cm, Cm, Eb, D-C# throughout)
Verse 1:
Up in his bedroom he has locked the door,
The playgrough conversation was real hardcore.
They arranged the meeting, he is right on time,
See's the instant message from his friend online.
Belly rushing, cheeks turning pink,
In a blink his friends send the link.
The little box asks him are you 18?
His click of the mouse passing the testing screen.
He never had that little chat with his dad,
It weren't his mum who enlightened this lad.
It was Indiana Bones and the temple of Poon,
Saturday Night Beaver and the Sperminator 2.
Two girls and one cup, one man and one cup,
Some crackhead slut who's stuck for a buck.
Belly rushing, cheeks turning pink,
And in a blink his friends have the link.
Chorus:
Whether you like it or not, this is our Sex Education.
Whether you like it or not, this is our Sex Education.
Verse 2:
He met her, introduced by a mutual mate,
Finally she agreed to let him have a date.
He was mutton like lamb, she was lamb like mutton,
Just grateful no staple in her belly button.
He was so new that he was confused,
So he used her the only way he'd seen how to.
The truth is she was used to this abuse,
'It must be love' she weeped, tenderly bruised.
Now no pop-up books and no blushing teacher,
No parents and no angry preacher.
No cartoons and no diagrams,
Just 15 girls and one lucky man.
Warts and all with the moans and groans,
EXs filmed on mobile phones.
No giggling and certainly no doodles,
Man that last one looked pretty brutal.
Chorus (x2)
Whether you like it or not, this is our Sex Education.
Whether you like it or not, this is our Sex Education.
9. Shooting Fascists
Intro - G
G
He's looking, he's looking, he's looking down
C
Hoping you'll clean up this dirty old town.
D C
And finish his battle, before it turns rotten,
D C D
Your grandad didnt vote for fascists, he shot em'.
G
Yeah he shot em', he shot em', he shot em' down,
C
Fired his gun, till they hit the ground.
D C
So i hope that you've not forgotten,
D C D
Your grandad didnt vote for fascists, he shot em'
G
Down.
10. Headbutt
Intro - C
Verse 1
C
She had a scream that rattled, The seeds inside the apples
G
When she uncaged her cackle, Jackals travelled just to battle
F
She gives the girls screwface, And the men crooked neck
G
When she walked by my place, I heard a string quartet
C
Asthmatics lose their breath, The traffic all gets wrecked
G
The Smokers laps collect, All Their dropped cigarettes
F
Kids fall onto the decks, Cos they dont watch their steps
And when theyre on the floor, They draw her on their etch a sketch
Pre Chorus
G Am G
She says that life is like a jungle and not like a zoo
F
Participate, don’t spectate, Become the view
Am G
Man if Scarface said it, It’s just got to be true
F
So this world, this world right here, This world is for you
Chorus
C G
I said to all my mates, she wont make a monkey out of me
F
But when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
Yeah when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
G Am G
It felt like a headbutt, it felt like a headbutt
F
It felt like a heabutt
G
And when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
Verse 2
C
Staring up at the ceiling, Nurses face disbelieving
G
Scalpel on arteries, Organs taken larcenies
F
Holds it up like a trophy, that heart belongs to Sophie
G
Slices pieces of me, Each one beats individually
C
So now I bite the bullet, Ill try to chew right through it
G
Grinds my teeth to the gums, I gots to see what Ive become
F
There is danger ahead, With a mouthful of lead
G
But when I fly, It gets harder to deny
Pre Chorus
Am G
So I stood on the shore trying to blow the clouds away
F
Right back into the sky made out of papier mache
Am G
The Sparkles from the moon, danced on top of the waves
F
Like they knew it was the last song ever to be played
Chorus
C G
I said to all my mates, she wont make a monkey out of me
F
But when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
G
When she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
G Am G
It felt like a headbutt, it felt like a headbutt
F
It felt like a headbutt
When she kissed me it fekt like a headbutt
Bridge
G
She was up high on the stage just dancing it
F
Breathing fire like God himself had demanded it
G
Like heed personally asked and commanded it
F
Heavens packed but thanks to her they’re still cramming it
Am
She made the sinners blessed by the way that she dressed
G
Stripteasing, fire breathing, dancing burlesque
F
Producing beads of cold sweats on mens foreheads
G
She says welcome to the city of the suffragettes
And if you step out with me youd better step correct
Chorus
C G
I said to all my mates, she wont make a monkey out of me
F
But when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
G
When she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
C G
I said to all her mates, she wont make a monkey out of me
F
But when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
When she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
Am G
It felt like a headbutt, it felt like a headbutt
F
It felt like a headbutt
G
When she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
Am G
It felt like a headbutt, it felt like a headbutt
F
It felt like a headbutt
C
When she kissed me it felt like a headbutt
11. Does Anybody Care About Us?
Intro: F (listen for rhythm)
Verse 1: F, Dm, Bb, C
Does anybody care about us,
Still living in the dirt and the dust?
When a day's work is done and ive dug your new pond.
Is it then that you hand me the brush?
Does anybody care about us?
Or are we really not worth all the fuss?
Nobody's gonna come help us climb up,
When they need us down here to clean up their muck.
Pre Chorus:
Bb C
Digging graves to climb out of the ruts
Bb C
We bear the scars from your cuts
Bb
But ill always be the thorn in your side,
C
I wont give up give up, wont give up give up.
Chorus: F, Dm, Bb, C
Does anybody care about us?
Does anybody care about us?
The little bit we've got left,
Were not gonna give up give up, give up.
Verse 2: F, Dm, Bb, C
Does anybody care about us?
Or is it all about having blid trust,
That it;s for my own good when my back meets your boot,
So you can step over the mud?
Does anybody care about us,
When the orders fall from above?
An eton crusader who say's they're our saviour,
I swear i've seen this movie before.
Pre Chorus:
Bb C
In the dirt the line has been drawn
Bb C
Come the hour which side are you on?
Bb
Ill always be the thorn in your side,
C
I wont give up give up, wont give up give up.
Chorus: F, Dm, Bb, C (x2)
Does anybody care about us?
Does anybody care about us?
The little bit we've got left,
Were not gonna give up give up, give up.
Bridge: Dm, F, Bb, C
The final straw that broke the camel's back,
They took away the welfare then gave me the sack.
Well i've seen the rules that you call fair,
When it's profit, you keep it; but debt, we share.
The cycle of fear goeas around forever,
The very idea that were in this together.
Chorus: F, Dm, Bb, C
Is anybody gonna fight back?
Its just the start of an all out attack.
Been held down forever, if we stand together,
We'll manage to send them right back.
Is anybody gonna fight back?
Is anybody gonna fight back?
We cant be divided nor kettled and guided,
If were standing firm in our pack.
Is anybody gonna fight back?
Is anybody gonna fight back?
Is anybody gonna fight back?
Is anybody gonna fight back?
End on: F
12. Everything Happens For A Reason
A E C#m B
Time dont wait, like the changing of the season.
A E C#m B
Sometimes it makes no sense but it happens for a reason.
A E B
Everything happens for a reason.
A E B
Everything happens for a reason.
Verse 1: E, B, A, B
I was being DJing in a club up in Liverpool,
Busting x ray spex for the kids at grammar school.
She was working there as a dancer,
I thought that perhaps there’s a chance id romance her.
We arranged to meet in different spots of the country,
Had a good time though we never had no money.
After a couple o’ week with my wide eyed,
We moved to a one bedroom flat by the seaside.
Chorus:
A E C#m B
Time dont wait, like the changing of the season.
A E C#m B
Sometimes it makes no sense but it happens for a reason.
A E B
Everything happens for a reason.
A E B
Everything happens for a reason.
Verse 2: E, B, A, B
We spent every minute that we had together,
I thought that maybe this could be forever.
Then 5 weeks later she’s always complaining,
About how she feels like she’s fainting.
So she took herself up to see the doctor,
About 10 minutes before I had to go on tour.
I was stuffing my suitcase with clothes and vaccinations,
I get a text message, congratulations.
Chorus:
A E C#m B
Time dont wait, like the changing of the season.
A E C#m B
Sometimes it makes no sense but it happens for a reason.
A E B
Everything happens for a reason.
A E B
Everything happens for a reason.
Verse 3: E, B, A, B
My mom gave be the best advice I ever had,
She said if your gonna be a dad, just don’t be like your dad.
I had a textbook template of how not to be,
I never thought out the whole crew, the first one would be me.
When I got back home, we went to the hospital,
She was scared and worries that we might of lost it all.
The quack called us into his room where we had a scan,
And I realised for the first time, id become a man.
Chorus (x3)
A E C#m B
Time dont wait, like the changing of the season.
A E C#m B
Sometimes it makes no sense but it happens for a reason.
A E B
Everything happens for a reason.
A E B
Everything happens for a reason.
Outro:
A E B
Everything happens for a reason.
A E B
Everything happens for a reason.
