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Convicts & Catholics
03:09
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I need to get back on the fast track to wealth,
cuz all this poverty's gotta be bad for my health,
So once again I’m sat here asking myself;
Am I toeing the line or just biding my time?
Waiting to commit the perfect crime
Remember when crime didn't pay?
When all we built were jails and churches,
things aren't so clear cut these days
The system crumbled and decayed,
No clear divide, convicts and Catholics,
No longer black and white, now endless shades of grey
I’ve always let my own conscience be my guide,
But his grasp of right and wrong is starting to slide,
lets pray it doesn't take a jury to decide
Am I toeing the line, or just biding my time?
Waiting to pull off the perfect crime
Remember when crime didn't pay?
When all we built were jails and churches,
things aren't so clear cut these days
The system crumbled and decayed,
No clear divide, convicts and Catholics,
No longer black and white, now endless shades of grey
It’s not as simple as the line between wrong and right,
If I did it for the right reason, is that alright?
guilty of something but so is everyone
The laws I break are just stupid ones anyway,
the lies I tell are little and white so is that ok?
what does it matter? I’m not hurting anyone
All we built were jails and churches
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2. |
Treading Water
03:07
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In over my head again, panic sets in once more
I didn’t notice I was drifting, until I couldn’t see the shore
Maybe I’m out of my depth here, My inexperience shown
I won’t hold my breath, it’s no use treading water
When I swim, I swim like a stone
The good ship ‘my intentions’ now reduced to a wreck
is dragging me under, a weight around my neck
Maybe I’m out of my depth here, My inexperience shown
I won’t hold my breath, I can't keep treading water
When I swim, I swim like a stone
I've been holding on for so long
holding on for so long
barely holding on for so long
It's time to let go...
...and sink like a stone
Maybe I’m out of my depth here
My inexperience shown
I won’t hold my breath, I can't keep treading water
When I swim, I swim like a stone
I've been holding on so long, time to let go, sink like a stone
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We're stronger together we know and finally our goals are in sight,
Gather united as one, prepare for the ultimate fight,
It all sounds so noble and divine...
but what do we get if we win?
We must keep our focus and drive,
for heroes there'll be cheers and applause
As long as we keep our resolve and our unwavering faith in 'the cause',
It now seems misguided and asinine,
results in a waste of precious time...
and what do we get if we win?
I can't believe we've been so naive,
seeking purpose and guidance we embraced the propaganda machine,
It feels like I just woke from a dream,
I can’t remember how this started out, or what it is we’re trying to achieve?
We've come too far to turn back, although doubts have crept into view
it appears we lost sight of the prize, now we fight just for something to do
It sounds so self-righteous and contrived,
results in the loss of countless lives,
I know I've heard it said a thousand times;
"To give up without a fight would be a sin"
...but what do we get if we win?
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The Long Goodbye
00:52
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I suffered your long goodbye
I stared down the song you cried
Under the weight of accusation,
you buckled and swallowed your pride
I suffered your long goodbye
steered clear of your attempts to misguide
Your slick presentation, charisma, your suit and your tie
can't cover a blatant lie
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Snakeoil Salesmen Plymouth, UK
A solo project from Plymouth musician Matt Couch.
All recorded at PMC by Andrew 'Doc'
Collins.
EP I Released January 2013.
EP II Released January 2018.
All instruments and vocals performed by Matt Couch
© 2013/2018 Matt Couch Recordings. All rights of the owner of the recorded work reserved.
Unauthorized copying, duplication or rental of this recording is strictly prohibited.
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