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Danes in Peril!
02:06
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Cut the alarm!
'cause it’s Danes in peril
Evacuate!
Yes it’s Danes in peril
Peoples’ showman
Notable person
Taking solid notions
To put to use
Cordon rope
For fear of exciser
Keep me away
For I’m the generator
Cut the alarm!
'cause it’s Danes in peril
Evacuate!
Yes it’s Danes in peril
Motivate
A planned submission
We can all learn
A valuable lesson
Teachings
In the back stairs
Choose your hang-ups
Carefully
Cut the alarm!
'cause it’s Danes in peril
Evacuate!
Yes it’s Danes in peril
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2. |
Avoid the Docks
01:45
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Run away from the docks to avoid the sailors
Get away from the docks to avoid the sailors
Don’t want to get in the games with the young boys there
Stay away from the docks to avoid the sailors
At the end of the week, as those men come by
I have to invite them all in to try
There’s a few fistfights but I handle that side
Sailors need their rest and to restore their pride
Hey sailor! Are you looking at me?
To come upstairs costs one fifty
Leave your hat and rags at the end of the bed
It’s another twenty if you want to get fed
What are yo doing, too fucking hasty?
Not getting food or any or the one fifty
So take your salty palms off me
Get on your boat and fuck off back to sea!
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3. |
Dark Country
02:42
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I give this song to all my dead friends
I hand it over to all my lost loves
I dedicate it to my drunken family
I take all this to the ones who walked out on me
Crank up the car, I drive a thousand miles
And brutal nature damn near takes me away
Saturday mornings and leftwing tracts
Sort of started a shaping, I’m trapped
I give this song to all my dead friends
I hand it over to all my lost loves
I dedicate it to my drunken family
I take all this to the ones who walked out on me
The transference begins on sunny days
Duck in to cinemas to avoid the rays
I think about how total silence fell
When one by one everybody left
I give this song to all my dead friends
I hand it over to all my lost loves
I dedicate it to my drunken family
I take all this to the ones who walked out on me
Dead animals hang up by my back door
The stench drives everyone away
I kind of like the dust drying up my throat
It barricades the tears
I give this song to all my dead friends
I hand it over to all my lost loves
I dedicate it to my drunken family
I take all this to the ones who walked out on me
I give this song to all my dead friends
I hand it over to all my lost loves
I dedicate it to my drunken family
I take all this to the ones who walked out on me
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I do not not not not not
Like getting fucked over by my friends
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5. |
Harley Tat
01:36
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Please boy
I’m lonely
Head out
For a little country magic
I attend
Night classes
Because I
I can’t I can’t I can’t I can’t
Can’t get laid
The false-face
Hey you
Do you lost laundry?
Fight for
A fight to get a fighting chance
The mistakes
Are too great
Wheels
Are flying past me all the time
I can’t find
My age now
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
Harley Tat!
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Cassette tape has always been my mainstay
I fought it but it’s never going to go away
The air is polluted but my lungs are clear
I once said ‘I love you’ but it was out of fear
Violence is present in all our hearts (I want to punch holes in every wall)
Flatness I’m aware of since the start (The touch of your hands started it all)
Why bother arguing when we both agree?
I think it would be best if we cease to be
The city never looked so awake tonight (a documentary impression)
I timed it, it took forever to get light (I finally managed to learn the lesson)
The gaps have been filled, it took several years
It’s you who I crave and my head is clear
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7. |
I'm Getting Some
01:38
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I'm getting some
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8. |
keyintheholegiveittoher
00:20
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9. |
He Forgot My Name
01:56
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Travelling home by ferry light
I stumbled to my front door
I thought I lost my keys
But they were in an envelope down on the floor
I came inside, I checked my messages
But they were only from my friends
Sometimes I feel desperation
Mingled in with untapped joy
Nobody understands my humour
I thought it could be please, could be this boy
But the mind plays tricks so cheap and cunning
And at the end of it all he forgot my name
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10. |
My Non-Fights
03:33
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Grow up under watchful mother
And I will take this no further
I can’t be too much revealing
Or I have got to get going
Major defeats could have caused this
But I have always deplored it
Never to get much in fist scrapes
I’m telling you I’d rather run away
Jamie Bellwoods took my dignity
I’m over it now I’m thirty
Obvious ding-dong forest
But he didn’t think much of it
Before you know bloody nose
And a massive crowd had gathered
I got the fuck out and quickly
But I didn’t need emergency
(My non-fights!)
Then the time back in class art
Which thankfully did not start
The nose again, accidental
And I could sense the wolves growling
My face as white as a sheet
Made up some game, it went no further
I feel better for it now
And I would’ve won that one anyway
I’ve got this monster munch nature
And buried deep inside what could it be?
My non-fights are total legend
My non-fights will carry through to the end
And now got out of Manchester
Practice avoidance in Canada
I had that football robbery
But that was different between you and me
She called it passive-aggression
I think it’s more aggressive passion
My non-fights need to be secret
You better keep it! You better keep this secret!
My non-fights!
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Hank Kitchener, Ontario
Hank was formed in winter 2002 in Toronto, Canada by Jeremy Singer. Over the years, the group has continued to evolve, expand and contract. It released three acclaimed LPs on Toronto's Blocks Recording Club. Latest record is 'Minimumest Moods' (2023).
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