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LISTERINE
04:06
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Mind your language,watch that mouth.
Before your daddy kicks you out the house.
If there's no blasphemy and sex
in your conversation then there's nothing left.
But I love it when you talk like that.
I love it when you talk like that.
Wash your mouth out.
Get your mind out the gutter girl.
Wash your mouth out.
Excuse a moi,pardon moi french.
I promise I did not mean to offend.
but you don't care for grace when you're effing and blinding which is really kind of funny cos you look so nice and sweet from the get go,babe you gotta let go, watch your p's and q's with that language,baby. Here we go!
It's not what you say,It's the way you say it,
As my sweat drips like filth from your tongue.
Say it again baby,say it again to me. I love it when you talk like that.
Keep on cursing
Take a gulp of my listerine.
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AMERICAN SPIRIT
03:37
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I am a young boy, I'm made from English blood.
I came to see you but I just can't get enough
so I'll play this game of Buffalo 'till I deal the wrong card,
then i'll put my black jacket on and head to the boulevard.
My flesh and bone tastes like gold.
Why don't you try my american spirit?
Good evening, nice to meet you, how the devil do you do?
I like the way your shaven head compliments your shit tattoos.
A drink for me? You shouldn't have! I raise this glass to you!
You said "get that down your neck boy and i'll show you what I do"
I got a dick in my pants and I won't take the chance
OOH! OOH!
I don't wanna be molested, someone get this girl arrested
OOH! OOH!
Girls just wanna have fun. I wanna kiss you but you're just too young.
OOH! OOH!
Pin me down,spin the stars,tell the room
I'm on my knees wreching onto Reece Witherspoon.
Bite my lips,pull my hair,pinch me till I feel it.
How'd that go down? Did you like the taste of my American Spirit?
What is it?!
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She's getting ready to go,
She makes a start on the wine,
She's been at it since half five but she's not leaving 'till gone nine.
She's got a face to apply 'cos there's a mug underneath and she
doesn't look much better when there's lipstick on her teeth.
She's got a short skirt,bigger belt,high heels,fishnets,fake tan,
fake lashes,nine inch nails,bleached taches.
She's on a mish to end the night in the sack,
It's just a case of scream,charge and attack.
She's licking her lips and shaking her hips,
She screams as she goes 'Come on a-woah uh oh!'
She's getting her kicks from the boys that she picks
She screams as she goes 'Come on a-woah uh oh!'
a woah-uh oh a woah uh oh
woah woah woah woah,
Oh no,here come the Space Hawks!
She's out in the village now that she's done for the week
and she's all ears for the whistles when she's walking down the street
that later on it the night she'll be stumbling down with mascara running down her face.
She's got a mate on her arm who holds her hair when she's wrecked,
She's a twenty stone stunner with five chins for a neck
that strips down to the waist when she's dancing around to a song she's never heard but still goes 'wow oh wow'.
Sort it out baby baby could you never tell
that all the boys would want to talk to you au natural.
Sort it out baby baby don't you know it's true
that all the boys you want would never ever marry girls like you.
She's licking her lips and shaking her hips,
She screams as she goes 'Come on a-woah uh oh!'
She's getting her kicks from the boys that she picks
She screams as she goes 'Come on a-woah uh oh!'
a woah-uh oh a woah uh oh
woah woah woah woah,
Oh no,here come the Space Hawks!
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BURN DOWN THE CINEMA
02:32
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Down in the village where there's no where else to go,
the kids sit outside coffee shops where there's two,three in a row.
They said 'Let's do something to prove that we exist…
the music isn't working so why the hell don't we just go and..
Burn down the cinema,
Baby,burn it down.
Burn down the cinema,
come on let's burn it to the ground.
I've got the guts to make a point so I just need to prove it,
I've got some petrol and a match and i'm not afraid to use it.
So ring the local paper and tell them it was me
So they know who's photo to stick on the inside on page three.
They don't show films anymore so can you really blame us?
We're bored of watching TV whilst we're waiting to get famous.
We're gonna light the place up to show you it can glow,
Whilst we're at it shall we also burn down Pitcher & Piano?
Burn down the cinema,
Baby,burn it down.
Burn down the cinema,
come on let's burn it to the floor.
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DIRTY CATS
02:57
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Dirty cats,dirty cats,dirty cats.
Have I got news for you...
Dirty rats,dirty rats,dirty rats.
I don't wanna to be like you.
So get up,get out,get up,get out.
Get out of the clothes you wear and the room you're in.
Quit your job for a life of sin, your life won't last forever.
Same time,same place.
Count me out,Count me out,Count me out.
Dirty cats,dirty cats,dirty cats.
Small time,small town,Small talk.
Dirty rats,Dirty rats,Dirty rats
I think we've met before.
So get up,get out,get up,get out
Get out of the grudge you bare and the rut you're in
Break your bones for a change of skin,your life won't last forever.
The grin on your face tells me that it's so good
But there's no hope in hell I believe you.
The grin your face tells me that it's so good.
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ONE HUNDRED MILLION
02:32
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What would you do for loads of money?
Would you not seduce your own brother?
You'd never have to work again.
OK then,how about your mother?
What Would you do For 100 Million?
What would you do for that?
Would you break every bone you've got
as you operate on yourself?
You'd never have to work again
and you could live life like a robot.
Let's get sick
Let's get sick
because that's what makes us tick.
So just think what you'll earn
as you feel your stomach turn
Oh my god,what's wrong with you?
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Ugly Love Royal Tunbridge Wells, UK
Tom Adolph - Vocals
Kit Hawes-Webb - Guitar
Joshua Price - Bass
Sam Carne - Drums
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