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A Chorus Of Appreciation
01:02
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2. |
The Finger
03:35
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Verse 1:
Don't believe everything that you see,
On the box they're not like you and me,
You want to be like the kids on TV,
But those teenagers are all pushing 30,
Chorus:
Sometimes life,
It gives you the finger,
Pushing through,
But you've been through the ringer,
They say you'll never,
Be a rock'n'roll singer,
Just turn around,
And give them the finger,
Verse 2:
Then they say it's time to go get a job,
You try a best they still say you're a slob,
So you start acting like a bit of a knob,
To compensate for selling corn on a cob,
CHORUS.
BRIDGE:
It's like living on the edge of a knife,
You don't know what to do,
You don't know where you're going in life,
Just trying to be you,
Verse 3:
The years go by and it's all just the same,
You're sick and tired of playing their game,
The young impulsiveness has started to tame,
Why is normality just so fucking lame,
CHORUS.
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3. |
Strange
03:20
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VERSE 1:
Superstars that strut around like they are the most,
They all work with producers who can fix it in post,
A hundred million pop songs that all sound the same,
Built by the same people who are just out of frame,
PRE-CHORUS:
They crank the bass up cause it's got no soul,
They're the ones who are in control,
CHORUS:
But no one knows who they are,
And no one cares who they are,
VERSE 2:
Tickering and tickering but rarely ever seen,
Hiding in the background is where they've always been,
Fixing all the errors and correcting mistakes,
For certain well known singers who don't have what it takes,
PRE-CHORUS.
CHORUS.
BRIDGE:
THey're the reason everything's so boring,
Writing songs you're better off ignoring,
Listen to the sound of robots snoring,
PRE-CHORUS.
CHORUS.
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4. |
Footsteps
02:05
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Footsteps,
on the stairs,
getting higher,
to the floor,
to the door,
no one saw no one sees,
everything is a disease,
CHORUS:
When it all comes tumbling down,
When it all falls to the ground,
When it all comes crumbling down,
When it all falls to the ground,
Footsteps,
on the floor,
trying to break,
down the door,
there's a fire,
there's a liar,
no one saw no one sees,
everybody is a freak,
CHORUS.
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Push yourself to the very end,
Till you've got nothing left,
Worn out, depressed and sore,
It starts to feel like theft,
Working for the company,
For the money they gain,
Making Millionaires Billionaires,
Is it worth the pain,
The way they use you,
When they abuse you,
Say they can't lose you,
But they still screw you,
Driving home on auto pilot,
Trying to stay awake,
Sitting in a traffic jam,
How long can road works take,
When you get home you can't enjoy,
All the things you've earnt,
You're too tired to concentrate,
Is that a lesson learnt,
The way they use you,
When they abuse you,
Say they can't lose you,
But they still screw you,
GUITAR SOLO.
The CEOs live in luxury,
You're paying off a bedsit,
But I guess it doesn't really matter,
When you feel like shit,
Meanwhile the boss is taking holidays,
While you still toil away,
Taking credit for your sacrifice,
Cause you've got bills to pay,
The way they use you,
When they abuse you,
Say they can't lose you,
But they still screw you,
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6. |
Say It Isn't True
02:54
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You've got a habit of showing up at the right time,
You always end up taking up all of my time,
No one ever sees you until it's night time,
I guess you're not quite ready for the prime time,
But I keep hearing things about you,
Things I really hope are just not true,
If they were I don't know what I'd do,
Maybe you just never thought it through,
There's a policeman knocking on the door,
He's saying that you killed another whore,
And now he's digging up the floor,
Guess I won't see you anymore,
INSTRUMENTAL BREAK.
And now they've taken you away,
I didn't know just what to say,
The policeman says I'll be okay,
Now that you are safely locked away,
OUTRO.
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7. |
Not Too Keen
01:51
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Verse 1:
Your mum is not too keen on you,
and your family all whisper behind your back,
They say you smell like polecat,
and your table manners are like a moldy dying yak,
Verse 2:
When you walk down the street,
all the birds and flowers start to lose their lunch,
You don't seem to notice,
You just keep on going giving every kid a punch,
Verse 3:
You walk to the town centre,
After urination you head in to the bank,
While you wait in line,
You start to get impatient so you start to wank.
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8. |
The Tree Next Door
03:01
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The Tree Next Door (Isn't There Anymore) by The Quagaars.
Verse 1:
The Tree Next Door,
Isn't There Anymore,
The new home owners,
Didn't want leaves blowing through the door,
Chorus 1:
The Tree Next Door,
Isn't There Anymore,
It feels so wrong,
But it is within the law,
All the creatures,
Have to find a new place,
A perilous journey,
Is what they will face,
Verse 2:
There was a garden,
Further up the street,
New owners moved in,
And now it's covered in concrete,
Chorus 1.
SOLO.
Chorus 2:
The Tree Next Door,
Isn't There Anymore,
It feels so wrong,
But they're not breaking the law,
Verse 3:
A sleepy suburb,
Once so lush and so green,
Is now a wasteland,
It all feels quite obscene,
Gentrification,
Takes away the soul,
Of a small town,
Turning into a hole,
Chorus 2.
OUTRO.
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9. |
On And On
03:11
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VERSE 1:
Everyone's got their opinions,
Yeah they've all got things to say,
The right wingers and their minions,
Political games that they play,
On advertising spending billions,
Making sure they get their way,
CHORUS:
They just keep going,
Just keep going on and on,
They just keep going,
On and on and on and on and on,
VERSE 2:
The working classes see corruption,
But they don't have the power to act,
When they try to cause disruption,
From above they are attacked,
Just go on with your consumption,
Please don't ask about the fact,
CHORUS.
SOLO.
CHORUS.
OUTRO.
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Section 1:
I'm trying to sleep,
But there's a monster in my head,
It's the reason,
I keep rolling out of bed,
It's like a nightmare,
But it goes on day to day,
This particular moster,
Won't fucking go away,
I go to work,
There's posters everywhere,
And other smegging reminders,
Of the beast that's always there,
The one that can not be named,
Is the monster in my head,
The one that tells me,
That I'd be better off dead,
Yes they're the monster,
Inside my head,
The voice that tells me,
That I'd be better off dead,
Section 2:
Did they notice,
That I was in pain,
Did they notice,
That I'd gone insane,
So called friends keeping buying the bullshit,
They say it's just a game,
The fact of who makes a profit,
Well that's just a shame,
They know the toxic views,
They look the other way,
No matter what they support,
They all just want to play,
People like me just want to live,
But that just won't do,
The world's a scarier place,
Cause of that hateful shrew,
There's a monster,
Inside my head,
The one that tells me,
I'd be better off dead,
Yes, there's a monster,
Inside my head...
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11. |
Sex Punks
04:05
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RIFF.
VERSE 1:
Sex Punks, bonk to the rhythm of the windscreen wipers,
Sex Punks, bonk to the rhythm of the aerobics class,
RIFF.
VERSE 2:
Sex Punks, bonk to the rhythm of the train to London,
Sex Punks, bonk to the rhythm of the Khyber pass,
RIFF.
VERSE 3:
Sex Punks, bonk to the rhythm of the birthday party,
Sex Punks, bonk to the rhythm of the catholic mass,
RIFF.
BRIDGE:
They'll do it in your basement,
They'll do it when you stare,
They'll doing in the roof of your car,
They'll do it anywhere,
SOLO 1.
SOLO 2.
VERSE 4:
Sex Punk, bonk to the rhythm of their cellmate's bed springs,
Sex Punks, bonk to the rhythm of Yapons and Soapy,
RIFF.
VERSE 5:
Sex Punks, bonk to the rhythm of their cellmates fighting,
Sex Punks bonk to the rhythm of Bebop and Rafty.
RIFF.
OUTRO/GUITAR DUEL.
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12. |
Nine Inch Naliens
02:42
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VERSE 1:
They came down from the sky,
A planet far away,
And if you pass them by,
It will be your last day,
Only 9 inches tall,
They really look quite cute,
Into their trap you fall,
Eaten by the little brutes,
VERSE 2:
Black fur and bright red eyes,
Spines like a porcupine,
They'll eat your flesh like pies,
And drink your blood like wine,
Bounty hunters on their trail,
They chased them across space,
Let's hope they do not fail,
They don't fall on their face,
VERSE 3:
Critters on the roll,
Bones left in the grass,
The increasing death toll,
The blood soaked underpass,
Try to inform the law,
The sherrif ran away,
And what the drunk man saw,
He didn't know what to say.
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13. |
Unfiltered Hate
04:21
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Verse 1:
I will not be afraid of you,
Think you're tough but I can see right through,
I don't care for your point of view,
We've seen just how little you can do,
Chorus:
You've got a platform which is just unfiltered hate,
Your voice must be heard though you don't get the debate,
Verse 2:
You've got nothing interesting to say,
Call us snowflakes we won't listen anyway,
Online every single fucking day,
We all just want you to go away,
CHORUS.
Verse 3:
Whinge and whine how they try to cancel you,
Your last tweet just supassed a million views,
You're seen regularly on the news,
We can't seem to get away from you,
CHORUS.
Verse 4:
You talk about things you do not know,
But you think there's facts you need to show,
Your followers must all be really slow,
As they bask in the hot air you blow,
CHORUS.
Middle 8:
And we can tell by the hatred in your eyes,
That before the night is out you'll have spread a hundred lies,
And they take away our rights,
And they're trying to start fights,
But you sounded so polite,
And you never really cared,
And it isn't really fair,
While you're safely in your lair,
Plotting the small hours away,
You do it each and every day,
You just have to have your say,
SOLO.
CHORUS.
Verse 5:
We're all so much stronger than you,
Your hate won't kill love will win through,
We all have better things that we could do,
Than waste another smegging thought on you,
CHORUS.
OUTRO.
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The Quagaars Melbourne, Australia
Originating from the Planet Quagaar, The Quagaars began making music together in the year 2000. Prime8 and Checkers released
2 albums, 2010's "Dodge City Tombstone" and 2016's "Eternal Candlelight" before being joined by NiniCat during the making of their 3rd album, "Evolver" in 2018.
The Quagaars: Bringing The Quagaarian Sound to the ears of Earth for 20 years and counting.
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