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Keep It Short
01:15
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Let’s keep it short; I’ve got a place to be
times don’t change, you work until you die, yeah, and you work until you’re dead...
Could you cut me loose, see my head is in a noose.
Why work overtime, why work ‘til you die.
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Stompin' A Mudhole
01:06
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You’re coming to my house
and knocking on my door
Even though you know I’ve gone
And I know longer give a damn!
Oh no, it ain’t me you’re looking for baby, oh no
You’re scrolling through my phone
And you’re checking my missed calls
And you’re talking to all my friends
And you’re outside of my home
Like it isn’t getting old
And you’re talking to all my friends like I’m supposed to give a damn!
Oh no, it ain’t me you’re looking for baby, oh no!
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Sentimental As Anything
01:57
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It doesn't take a genius to figure out the people that we are
We're the jokes, we’re the drunks, we're the comics, we’re the characters
But I hate people and you hate standing still so let's go someplace, let's go somewhere else
You tell me I'm an arsehole and I thank you so much for pointing it out
And when your heads gets crazy man, I'll listen when you air that shit out.
Let's eat the night til the whole thing is done
Let's drink our time until it stops being fun
When we’re done, if we don’t self-destruct; we’ll be on common ground.
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Step Right Out
01:06
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There's no doubt, I’m stepping out, I’m leaving town
Hooked again, I’m a man about to run face first into the ground
I’m a runaway son, I’m a loaded gun and I’m pressed against somebody’s head
I don’t love it yet but there’s a lot to like
(My heart’s extinct)
about leaving all the fucks that I give behind
(My mind is frozen shut)
Thinking out loud but I think I might
(Bulldoze this whole mess and…)
Just walk right out of my own head tonight
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Sworn Off
02:15
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I saw it coming from a mile off and now I can’t wipe the smile off my face or it turns into frown you took my life and turned it upside down, yeah you turned me inside out.
I knew someone was gonna break a fucking heart one of these days
I saw it coming from the start
It’s been happening for a while now, and I can’t help but smile how, your face wrinkles up into a frown, you chewed me up and spat me right back out, yeah you spat me right back out
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6. |
Dirt Nap
01:29
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You cannot help but stare
At glimpses in your rear view, but you won’t find me there
I’ve broken in the back door; I’m climbing up the stairs
I’m inside of your closet; I’m underneath your bed
You can’t stop me now I’m inside of your head
I’m gonna drag you down
You only stop and stare
At faces in the windows and tremblings in the air
I’ve broken in the back door; I’m climbing up the stairs
I'm in your waking hours, I’m the thought under your breath
I’m gonna drag you down
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Bad For You
01:18
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You never fucked me the way that I wanted to; you just fucked me up
And I never loved you the way that you wanted to cause I don’t love that much
Those memories, both good and bad, aren’t dead to me, but it’s all we have
I know you’re bad for me ‘cause I’m bad for you
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Easily Unimpressed
01:25
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Fight the walls for unobstructed views
These battles are from wars you pick and choose.
He is not aware of what is going on inside his home
And all he wants to do is stop her breaking down inside of it
She just wants a drink
‘Cause she don’t wanna think about him
And he just wants to crawl in a hole and die!
Fight the walls for unobstructed views
These battles are from wars you pick and choose
Curse the mask for covering a face
Kick a dog that forgets it’s own name
She is not aware of what is camped inside and eating him
And the ties that bind them now are paper thin and wearing through
She just wants a drink
‘Cause she don’t wanna think about him
And he just wants to crawl in a hole and die!
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Faster & Faster
02:30
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We aren’t the types to circle the wagons and sing our little stories
Hole ourselves up in the back of a pub and re-live former glories
We want the shots right up at the bar and the music playing louder
We’ll pick up momentum and go faster and faster and fight until the finish
This is it, this is us; this is a refusal
To grow up, to get old, to get boring
Never be the one to draw the line in the sand, you know we ain’t getting younger
We’re not done yet we’ll go faster and faster and stay until the last drops drunk
This is it, this is us; this is a refusal
To grow up, to get old, to get boring
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Zombie Blood
01:43
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Knocking the heads off the creatures in the night
Wiping the blood off our baseball bats
I’m feeling spiders crawl under my skin
But I don’t care; this is my nightmare!
My best times were your worst times, oh yeah
It’s not like I ever had much, that much to contribute, but you knew damn well that I meant every last word I said.
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Pure & Simple
00:59
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Beating and beating and beating my head
Right up against the wall
The ceiling of glass has me seeing all red
And I just want to smash right through
If I'm gonna work for you, you better work for me
Or I'm history
Ripping and tearing the hair from head
Cause I'm stuck here, not moving, I'm going nowhere
If I had just one buck for each time I said
"I'm leaving, I'm leaving I'm leaving today"
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Drink Beer, Borrow Gear
01:29
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Let's sit down and have a conversation neither of us wants to have
I'll be damned If I'm going to be the one to start things off
Looking at the night's edge making up excuses to go home, because I've been here before.
Staring at the middle distance not exactly sure of what I'm doing, but I know I want more
I just know that I don't wanna be a 30 year old man rudderless... without a plan,
Who's moving through a life that's worth living but only for the sake of it.
I know I want more
I've been acting kinda strange lately, putting on a hell of a show
So when it's time to get up on stage I'm good to go
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Peat
00:48
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Put away the blended
Forget the coca-cola
I don’t need a mixer
Nothing goes in my glass but a single-malt
I love it when I find you
Asleep on a bar stool
With an empty glass beside you
Cannot get too much of that liquid gold
18 years old, all grown up now
You smoky bastard, you peaty arsehole
Get over here!
Take a look around you
No-one's setting ground rules
Spend your money how you want to
Priorities change as soon as you’ve good scotch!
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Low Seas
01:21
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Better off forgetting it than never ever ending it
The people that I’m friendly with are going to be the death of me
I built a ship to climb the mast
I’m drowning now and sinking fast
I raise my fist to drain a glass
and swear that this time is the last
The mediocre memories of how we wasted our best years
Are stories that we all re-live to make us seem more interesting
The people that crown the kings also make the guillotines
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Wit's End
01:56
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I can’t take it anymore
You left me banging on the walls
I saw a smile on your face
An out and out and out disgrace…
I can’t take it anymore, the look that you were giving across a room full of angry drunks; jeering. I took a bow and left the room and walked away from you, my love, I always took the highest of the roads.
I can’t take it anymore
You left me lying on the floor
A smile crept across your face
An out and out and out disgrace
I can’t take it and I can’t fake it anymore
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Flying Blind
02:55
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All those precious moments seem to last for fucking weeks and all the dazzling lights are disturbing my sleep. You know that I’ll make it out someday; you know that I’m coming home soon…
And if I only work hard we’ll find a better place for us
We’ll scrimp and we’ll save and find a better way to live
In my better moments I think I’ve figured it all out and I won’t hit the gas and find an easy way out. You know that we’re digging for oil; you know that I might be home soon.
And if I only work hard we’ll find a better place for us
We’ll scrimp and we’ll save and find a better place to live
We’re digging for gold it gets easier than this
When I get paid we’ll find a better way to be alive
But first we need to stay alive
I’ll work fucking hard and find a better place for us
We’ll scrimp and we’ll save to find a better way
We’re digging for gold, it gets easier than this
We’ll hit pay dirt and get the fuck out of here.
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Epics Sydney, Australia
Formed leisurely in 2009 Epics are a band built for the comfort of it's members. They play fast paced, punk-influenced rock
with an emphasis on good vibes and non shit-giving.
Epics released their debut album 'Knife Skills' in 2011 and are already working on it's follow up. Catch them at a venue near you soon and have some fun.
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