Artist: The King Blues Album: Punk and Poetry Release Date: 17th April 2011 No. of Songs: 12 1. The Last Of The Dreamers Intro - Cm, Fm, G (x2)

This is for the ^Cmmessed up kids, bound like dynamite, The ^Fmwondering drunks out on the ^Gtown tonight, The ^Cmromantic killer whose never been caught, For the ^Fmcrackpot who hit the ^Gjackpot and stopped. ^CmThis is for those who climb right to the top, ^FmJust to feel what its ^Glike to drop, For the ^Cmcritical master converges, For the ^Fmpaedophile suppressing ^Ghis urges. ^CmThis is for the soldier in contempt of court, ^FmCos he believed in ^Gfreedom of thought, ^CmThis is for the baby who struggles to talk, But can ^Fmmanage to gargle the ^Glanguage of god. ^CmThis is for the origami swan, who ^Fmdared to soar ^Gup to the sun, ^CmThis is for the outcast, the freaks and the schemers, ^FmThis is for the last of the ^Gdreamers. ^Cm

2. We Are Fucking Angry Intro: Cm Cm e|--------------------------------|---------------------------| B|------------------4-4--4-4------|-------------------4-4--4-4| G|------------------5-5--5-5------|-------------------5-5--5-5| D|------------------5-5--5-5------|-------------------5-5--5-5| A|------------------3-3--3-3------|-------------------3-3--3-3| E|--888-777-666-555-----------(x3)|--8888777766665555---------| Verse: Cm Cm e|-----------------------------------------------------| B|----------------4-4--4-4---------------------4-4--4-4| G|----------------5-5--5-5---------------------5-5--5-5| D|----------------5-5--5-5---------------------5-5--5-5| A|----------------3-3--3-3---------------------3-3--3-3| E|--8--7--6--5---------------8888777766665555----------|(x2) Just a glimspse of the future were buying Behind them hands are you laughing or crying? You fall apart when we ain't complying And we ain't gonna take this no more In the fog vampire blood suckers Fight them off by flinging nunchuckas You can't stop us, up for the ruckus And we ain't gonna take this no more Pre Chorus: (Ska/Reggae)

^CmCut the bankers, cut the MP's Cut the rich and the ^Fmriot police ^CmCut the state and cut the war ^FmBut them-a cut the ^Cmpoor

Chorus: Cm Cm e|--------------------------------|---------------------------| B|------------------4-4--4-4------|-------------------4-4--4-4| G|------------------5-5--5-5------|-------------------5-5--5-5| D|------------------5-5--5-5------|-------------------5-5--5-5| A|------------------3-3--3-3------|-------------------3-3--3-3| E|--888-777-666-555-----------(x3)|--8888777766665555---------| We are fighting back and we are fucking angry (x4) Verse 2: Cm Cm e|-----------------------------------------------------| B|----------------4-4--4-4---------------------4-4--4-4| G|----------------5-5--5-5---------------------5-5--5-5| D|----------------5-5--5-5---------------------5-5--5-5| A|----------------3-3--3-3---------------------3-3--3-3| E|--8--7--6--5---------------8888777766665555----------|(x2) Hang the judge and kill the jury Come alive and use your fury The future will write the history And we ain't gonna take this no more Vote of faith and we get what we ask for This is class war, this is class war It's what we wear our hoods and our masks for And we ain't gonna take this no more Pre Chorus: (Ska/Reggae)

^CmCut the bankers, cut the MP's Cut the rich and the ^Fmriot police ^CmCut the state and cut the war ^FmBut them-a cut the ^Cmpoor

^CmIf you cover your ears when we vote or come in peace Then you give us no choice ^Fmbut to tear down these streets ^CmStudents, workers and unemployed unite and rise out of the slum France, Spain, Greece we're joining you ^Fmfinally our time has come

WEIRD ASS CHORUS TO END!!! 3. Set The World On Fire A5 A/G#5 e|-------------| B|-------------| G|-------------| D|-------------| A|--7-----7----| E|--5-----4----| Intro: e|--5--5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5--| B|--5---5-5-5-5-5-5-5-5-| G|--6-------------------| D|--7-------------------| A|--7-------------------| E|--5-------------------| Verse 1:

I ^Awake up in the ^Emorning, take big ^Dpharma lozenges, ^ASwallowing the ^Ejuice of ^DIsraeli blood oranges, ^A Then I ^Esit down and ^Dread the newspaper, It ^Atells me the ^Eenemy and ^Dlets me know the saviour, ^A This week's ^Eflavour,^D Asylum seekers, ^A As I ^Elace up my ^Dblood-stained sneakers, I ^Aturn on the ^Etelevision, ^Dwhat have I got? The ^Awar rages ^Eon and it's ^Donly 8 o'clock

Chorus: F#m D E A5 A/G#5 Fire, Fire, Well I wanna set the world on fire,

^F#m Fire,^D Fire,^E Yeah I wanna set the world on fire, ^A Watch it ^Eall burn ^Ddown, We can start again, ^A Fire,^E Fire,^D Fire, Fire!

Re intro: Verse 2:

They say it's ^Ajust been ^Einvented, And it's ^Dnow in shop, heaven sent it ^A And ^Ecures in always ^Djust one drop, ^A So pay the ^Edoctor,^D to be the snipper

We want bigger tits, bigger, bigger, bigger, yeah!

^AThis is how we ^Euse the greatest ^Dminds in science, Not a ^Acure for ^Ecancer, but a ^Dprofit for giants, ^AThey blind the ^Eclients with ^Dadvertisements If s^Aecurity ^Eheightens that ain't ^Dprogress, it's violence

Bridge: A E D (Same as the verse) And if you notice my grotesque, protest music, The choice is yours, you can slate it or use it, Fight the power? Man, we are the power! Planting seeds in concrete streets and they flower, Politics and love ain't meant to be sinister, Primitive but I can't find anything simpler, I float around the perimeter, I only the follow to mob to lynch the Prime Minister Chorus: F#m D E A5 A/G#5 Fire, Fire, Well I wanna set the world on fire,

^F#m Fire,^D Fire,^E Yeah I wanna set the world, i wanna set the world on fire ^A Watch it ^Eall burn ^Ddown, We can start again, ^A Fire,^E Fire,^D Fire, Fire! ^A Fire,^E Fire,^D Fire, Fire! ^A Fire,^E Fire,^D Fire, Fire! ^A

4. Dancehall Sometimes i think life is just a game, And i get the urge to jump in front of a moving train but, Like some kind of sick joke, you keep me alive, Every time i pass out, your there to revive. But when i die cremate me, turn my ashes into diamonds, And turn those shining diamonds into a crystal ball, Make it the centerpiece, glimmerin' and shimmerin' Spinning from the ceiling in the middle of the dancehall. 5. The Future's Not What It Used To Be Intro - Ebm, Ebm, C#, Bb (x2) Verse 1:

Well outside ^Ebmon the street at 5am you know the world has a different face, And at dawn in the park as the sunbeams break, the drunks sing amazing grace While the ladies ^C#of the night take flight as a big bright light comes crashing down, You and i put^Bb the world to rights, in this forgotten little part of town. Well i heard ^Ebmthat they say that the traffic wardens dances dick van dyke does

Throwing shapes around parking meters, to adored rapturous applause,

Singing 5 ^C#part harmonies and jumping over cars while others dare to sleep, With this ^Bbcity is my playground, yeah my circus is my street.

Chorus:

Singing now, w^Ebmoah the future's not what it used to be So will the last^C# one out please turn off the light,^Bb turn off the light ^EbmWoah the future's not what it used to be So will the last^C# one out please turn off the light,^Bb turn off the light.

Ebm, Ebm, C#, Bb Verse 2:

When they ^Ebmcame to collect the names of the lads who want to sign up for the army They said they wanna grow up to be a G, gave up on trying be like dad the sparky ^C#Why run around 360, like a dog chasing his tail ^BbOr the schoolgirls dressed like hookers, the hookers dressed like schoolgirls

Chorus:

Ebm, Ebm, C#, Bb Bridge: Ebm, Ebm, C#, Bb (same as chorus, but strummed fully, not ska) Killing and drilling, well its all they understand, In the Middle East and Afghanistan, They fight over turf, they fight over land, If you give them a ting-a-ling, While their trigger finger lingers, With the second gun slingers, They fight over that, There's no unity, just to you and and me Trying to keep our head above the lunacy, Its just the way we're living, And we will never give in, To this -ism schism prison That all men and women live in. They war over guns, they war over god, War over land and they war over drugs, They war, they war, they war over love, War over which god watches from above, They war over oil, they war over race, Some of them are warring just to save face, They war, they war, they war over debt, If it's a war they want, it's a war they'll get. Chorus (x2)

Ebm 6. I Want You Intro: e|---------3335533---------3335533---------3335533---------2223322-| B|---------3333333---------3333333---------3333333---------3333333-| G|----------------------------------5-5-5-----------7-7-7----------| D|--5-5-5-----------5-5-5-----------5-5-5-----------7-7-7----------| A|--5-5-5-----------5-5-5-----------3-3-3-----------5-5-5----------| E|--3-3-3-----------3-3-3------------------------------------------| Verse: G G C D I want you like a foot wants a show, like a one wants a two, Like a pink wants a blue, like a cheated on partner wants an answer, A dancer wants a beat and a beat wants a groove. I want you like the bully wants to be understood, I want you like the ghetto wants a new robin hood, I want you like the soldier wants the smell of home, like robson wants jerome. Chorus:

I want ^Gyou, yeah ^Bmi want ^Emyou. With ev^Cerything i am, now i wa^Dnt you. I want ^Gyou, yeah ^Bmi want ^Emyou. I wanna ^Cshout it out for all that i ^Dwant you.

I want. e|---------3335533--------| B|---------3333333--------| G|------------------------| D|--5-5-5-----------5-5-5-| A|--5-5-5-----------5-5-5-| E|--3-3-3-----------3-3-3-| You. Verse 2: G G C D I want you like the papers want to call us yobs, I want you like the workers want to keep their jobs, I want you like the right wing want the boneheads, Like the bankers want the bonus

^EmI want you like the people wa^Bmnt to see change, ^CI want you like the cabinet ^Dwant us the same, ^EmI want you like Palestine ^Bmwants to be free, ^CLike bourgeoisie ^Dwants to watch out for me

Chorus:

I want ^Gyou, yeah ^Bmi want ^Emyou. With ev^Cerything i am, now i wa^Dnt you. I want ^Gyou, yeah ^Bmi want ^Emyou. I wanna ^Cshout it out for all that i ^Dwant you.

Bridge: G Em C D Like the man wants a protest band, a telephone tap and a retina scan Like the salt wants to be with a pepper An egg with a bacon, a stamp with a letter. Like a light bulb wants Uncle fester Like the fat boys wants chubby checker, Like saxon want to bring together, the denim and leather. Chorus: (Key change)

I want ^Ayou, yeah ^C#mi want ^F#myou. With ev^Derything i am, now i wa^Ent you. I want ^Ayou, yeah ^C#mi want ^F#myou. I wanna ^Dshout it out for all that i ^Ewant you.

I want. e|---------| B|---------| G|---------| D|--7-7-7--| A|--7-7-7--| E|--5-5-5--| 7. 5 Bottles Of Shampoo (when it comes in it's F, Am, G F, Dm, G) She pushed in before me in the supermarket queue, Pretended not to see me in that way women do. She put on the counter som milk and bread too. Then she pulled out five different bottles of shampoo. And i thought to my self i will never understand women And i hear some of you saying, "But all men are the same, they're all ruled by their dicks" Well thats true of some but not all, dont point that finge so quick. There's some though in the clubs, pinching girls arses Being intimidating with obscene pases. A goddess, you can tell when she dances. But you shout slag when she rejects your advances. Its like you got no belief in your self. Or you aint got the balls to just talk to a girl. So every time after six beers, your aim of the nights to reduce her to tears. When she chats to me you spit and shout whore. Well it is written in the art of war to fight only the battles you can win. But i will defend your honour till they kick my face in. You can scrape bruised and battered off the floor Integrity's what black eyes were invented for. So down with the dick-tatorship thats so cock-sure, They use rape as a weapon of war. Down with the man who thinks its ok to give his wife a punch, Down with the judge who said it weren't rape cos she was drunk, To pro-lifers: be a doctor or foster a kid, Thats how you make it possible for people to live, (just drums here) But dont you dare tell women what they cant and cant do, When it was a women that gave life to you. Yes i'm a man, i guess a typical one, But i aint afraid to sai i think all women are beautiful and strong, Too fat, too thin, thats just media spin You look best when you're comfortable in your own skin, So im sorry if you feel undue If the truth be known im in awe of you, You're a giver of life and a warrior too, So do you really need 5 different bottles of shampoo? 8. Sex Education Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex eductaion. (chords are Cm, Cm, Eb, D-C# throughout) Verse 1: Up in his bedroom he has locked the door, The playgrough conversation was real hardcore. They arranged the meeting, he is right on time, See's the instant message from his friend online. Belly rushing, cheeks turning pink, In a blink his friends send the link. The little box asks him are you 18? His click of the mouse passing the testing screen. He never had that little chat with his dad, It weren't his mum who enlightened this lad. It was Indiana Bones and the temple of Poon, Saturday Night Beaver and the Sperminator 2. Two girls and one cup, one man and one cup, Some crackhead slut who's stuck for a buck. Belly rushing, cheeks turning pink, And in a blink his friends have the link. Chorus: Whether you like it or not, this is our Sex Education. Whether you like it or not, this is our Sex Education. Verse 2: He met her, introduced by a mutual mate, Finally she agreed to let him have a date. He was mutton like lamb, she was lamb like mutton, Just grateful no staple in her belly button. He was so new that he was confused, So he used her the only way he'd seen how to. The truth is she was used to this abuse, 'It must be love' she weeped, tenderly bruised. Now no pop-up books and no blushing teacher, No parents and no angry preacher. No cartoons and no diagrams, Just 15 girls and one lucky man. Warts and all with the moans and groans, EXs filmed on mobile phones. No giggling and certainly no doodles, Man that last one looked pretty brutal. Chorus (x2) Whether you like it or not, this is our Sex Education. Whether you like it or not, this is our Sex Education. 9. Shooting Fascists Intro - G

^GHe's looking, he's looking, he's looking down ^CHoping you'll clean up this dirty old town. ^DAnd finish his battle, ^Cbefore it turns rotten, ^DYour grandad didnt vote for fascists,^C he shot ^Dem'.

^GYeah he shot em', he shot em', he shot em' down, ^CFired his gun, till they hit the ground. ^DSo i hope that ^Cyou've not forgotten, ^DYour grandad didnt vote for fascists,^C he shot ^Dem' ^GDown.

10. Headbutt Intro - C Verse 1

She ^Chad a scream that rattled, The seeds inside the apples When she uncaged her cackle, Jackals travelled just to battle ^G She gives ^Fthe girls screwface, And the men crooked neck When she walked by my place, I heard a string quartet ^G ^CAsthmatics lose their breath, The traffic all gets wrecked The Smokers laps collect, All Their dropped cigarettes ^G Kids ^Ffall onto the decks, Cos they dont watch their steps

And when theyre on the floor, They draw her on their etch a sketch Pre Chorus

She s^Gays that ^Amlife is like a jungle and ^Gnot like a zoo ^FParticipate, don’t spectate, Become the view Man if ^AmScarface said it, It’s jus^Gt got to be true ^FSo this world, this world right here, This world is for you

Chorus

I ^Csaid to all my mates, she wont make a monkey out of me ^G But when she ^Fkissed me it felt like a headbutt

Yeah when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt

It ^Gfelt like a ^Amheadbutt, it felt like a ^Gheadbutt It felt like a ^Fheabutt And when she kissed me it felt like a headbutt ^G

Verse 2

^C Staring up at the ceiling, Nurses face disbelieving Scalpel on arteries, Organs taken larcenie^Gs ^F Holds it up like a trophy, that heart belongs to Sophie Slices pieces of me, Each one beats individually ^G ^C So now I bite the bullet, Ill try to chew right through it Grinds my teeth to the gums, I gots to see what Ive become ^G ^F There is danger ahead, With a mouthful of lead But when I fly, It gets harder to deny ^G

Pre Chorus

So ^AmI stood on the shore trying to ^Gblow the clouds away ^FRight back into the sky made out of papier mache The ^AmSparkles from the moon, danced on ^Gtop of the waves ^FLike they knew it was the last song ever to be played

Chorus

I ^Csaid to all my mates, she wont make a monkey out of me ^G But when she ^Fkissed me it felt like a headbutt When she kissed me it felt like a headbutt ^G ^GIt felt like a ^Amheadbutt, it felt like a ^Gheadbutt It felt like a ^Fheadbutt

When she kissed me it fekt like a headbutt Bridge

She was up ^Ghigh on the stage just dancing it Breathing fire like^F God himself had demanded it Like heed ^Gpersonally asked and commanded it Heavens packed b^Fut thanks to her they’re still cramming it She made the ^Amsinners blessed by the way that she dressed Strip^Gteasing, fire breathing, dancing burlesque Producing ^Fbeads of cold sweats on mens foreheads She says ^Gwelcome to the city of the suffragettes

And if you step out with me youd better step correct Chorus

I ^Csaid to all my mates, she wont make a monkey out of me ^G But when she ^Fkissed me it felt like a headbutt When she kissed me it felt like a headbutt ^G I ^Csaid to all her mates, she wont make a monkey out of me ^G But when she ^Fkissed me it felt like a headbutt

When she kissed me it felt like a headbutt

It felt like a ^Amheadbutt, it felt like a ^Gheadbutt It felt like a ^Fheadbutt When she kissed me it felt like a headbutt ^G It felt like a ^Amheadbutt, it felt like a ^Gheadbutt It felt like a ^Fheadbutt When she kissed me it felt like a headbutt ^C

11. Does Anybody Care About Us? Intro: F (listen for rhythm) Verse 1: F, Dm, Bb, C Does anybody care about us, Still living in the dirt and the dust? When a day's work is done and ive dug your new pond. Is it then that you hand me the brush? Does anybody care about us? Or are we really not worth all the fuss? Nobody's gonna come help us climb up, When they need us down here to clean up their muck. Pre Chorus:

^BbDigging graves to ^Cclimb out of the ruts ^BbWe bear the ^Cscars from your cuts ^BbBut ill always be the thorn in your side, ^CI wont give up give up, wont give up give up.

Chorus: F, Dm, Bb, C Does anybody care about us? Does anybody care about us? The little bit we've got left, Were not gonna give up give up, give up. Verse 2: F, Dm, Bb, C Does anybody care about us? Or is it all about having blid trust, That it;s for my own good when my back meets your boot, So you can step over the mud? Does anybody care about us, When the orders fall from above? An eton crusader who say's they're our saviour, I swear i've seen this movie before. Pre Chorus:

^BbIn the dirt the ^Cline has been drawn ^BbCome the hour which ^Cside are you on? ^BbIll always be the thorn in your side, ^CI wont give up give up, wont give up give up.

Chorus: F, Dm, Bb, C (x2) Does anybody care about us? Does anybody care about us? The little bit we've got left, Were not gonna give up give up, give up. Bridge: Dm, F, Bb, C The final straw that broke the camel's back, They took away the welfare then gave me the sack. Well i've seen the rules that you call fair, When it's profit, you keep it; but debt, we share. The cycle of fear goeas around forever, The very idea that were in this together. Chorus: F, Dm, Bb, C Is anybody gonna fight back? Its just the start of an all out attack. Been held down forever, if we stand together, We'll manage to send them right back. Is anybody gonna fight back? Is anybody gonna fight back? We cant be divided nor kettled and guided, If were standing firm in our pack. Is anybody gonna fight back? Is anybody gonna fight back? Is anybody gonna fight back? Is anybody gonna fight back? End on: F 12. Everything Happens For A Reason

^A Time dont ^Ewait, like the ^C#mchanging of the ^Bseason. ^A Sometimes it ^Emakes no sense but it ^C#mhappens for a ^Breason. ^AEverything ^Ehappens for a ^Breason. ^AEverything ^Ehappens for a ^Breason.

Verse 1: E, B, A, B I was being DJing in a club up in Liverpool, Busting x ray spex for the kids at grammar school. She was working there as a dancer, I thought that perhaps there’s a chance id romance her. We arranged to meet in different spots of the country, Had a good time though we never had no money. After a couple o’ week with my wide eyed, We moved to a one bedroom flat by the seaside. Chorus:

Verse 2: E, B, A, B We spent every minute that we had together, I thought that maybe this could be forever. Then 5 weeks later she’s always complaining, About how she feels like she’s fainting. So she took herself up to see the doctor, About 10 minutes before I had to go on tour. I was stuffing my suitcase with clothes and vaccinations, I get a text message, congratulations. Chorus:

Verse 3: E, B, A, B My mom gave be the best advice I ever had, She said if your gonna be a dad, just don’t be like your dad. I had a textbook template of how not to be, I never thought out the whole crew, the first one would be me. When I got back home, we went to the hospital, She was scared and worries that we might of lost it all. The quack called us into his room where we had a scan, And I realised for the first time, id become a man. Chorus (x3)

Outro:

^AEverything ^Ehappens for a ^Breason. ^AEverything ^Ehappens for a ^Breason.

The King Blues - Punk and poetry