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This Is Where The Fight Begins

by The Ghost Of A Thousand

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1.
Can i get a scream, from all the back row? A teeth shine and a bloodied chorus? A 'help me, I'm sailing of the edge of fucking feeling,' ? I really really really need forever All the days I spend in my youth A black lung, a black time A generation bored out of their minds Its a long dead thing God loves a dealing fiend Its a long dead thing God loves a screaming queen Its a long dead thing God loves us gold mine kings Its a long dead war..... Time to start sniffing glue again Punk rock needs you again Time to start spitting blood again Punk rock needs you again What a dirty war? Generations over and done A black lung a black time A generation bored out of their minds Punk rock needs you again Generation X is dead Punk rock needs you again Generation X is dead Lets Ride! Light a match for the fires of hell Damn right! Generation X is dead
2.
Back door, through the club I'm sick of seeing all the same kids at shows Fall in by the bar Burn down the one you love or trust Strike one, strike two Drinking whiskey never was quite like you? Strike three, strike four Stop your fussing put your feet to the floor she screams, 'baby know that I'm way to much for you' she screams, 'baby boy am i not enough for you' what is it were looking for? have i left this way to late? i'm sick and tired of all these jokes running round putting out what more can any one really say? what is it were looking for? have we left this way to late? i'm sick and tired of you we've just been left for dead we've been left for dead we've been left for dead this time, it's said all my live i've been left for dead this time, it's true all our lives we looked up to you what is it were looking for? have i left this way to late? i'm sick and tired of all this drama bubbling over what is it were looking for? have we left this way to late? i'm sick and tired of you we've just been left for dead we've been left for dead we've been left for dead
3.
Up To You 02:52
right now! lock up your doubt ride out! all five are here for you fight now bury you hurt ride out! five young punks for you! how come its always up to me and you? neon lights in our eyes fear us! we're not afraid of you! black out! tear us apart riot! we fighting here for you! how come its always up to me and you?
4.
New Toy 02:57
well is come in fits and waivers black swarm wallows in the base of her spine she speaks funny little passes at the dead and the incomplete say? Whats that, you've got an answer for time tick tock tick tock tick tock think of yourself it's not a sensible failure. chrome and blood and finger waving shiny little fuckers in their shiny little cars buffing up your buddys like you under a microscope say? whats that, you've got an answer for time tick tock tick tock tick tock think of yourself its not a sensible failure baby's got a new toy, in a green purse baby's got a new toy, in the back yard (back down idiot, back down turn left run right) say? whats that, you've got an answer for time tick tock tick tock tick tock think of yourself its not a sensible failure baby's got a new toy, in a green purse baby's got a new toy, in the back yard
5.
what a cunt this world what a difficult feeling to have swift right hand and never have the left to cover the bleeding I know, but you know, why let the feeling / show it son I know, but you know why let it go? So? Please you got to give us more time My god its the end of the world Set phasers to stun at the heart of the sun with an ice pick raised in an arc over what we've done I know, but you know, why let the feeling / show it son I know, but you know why let it go? So? Please you got to give us more time My god its the end of the world Put my hopes beside the river, lay them down, Let the water hold them under Please you got to give us more time My god its the end of the world
6.
Allies, come on baby give us a try Villian, you know girl we only come out at night Cool, beat it down, you know the nightmares only begun Good luck, good night, fair well! You know that, Know that baby Stalking around, Got this demon walk, Got this demon talk, Been married to the sidewalk all night long, You know that, Know that baby Stalking around, Got this demon walk, Got this demon talk, been right with you whole time Burn down all your fucking neighbours Burn burn every single trap door, We need all your fucking heroes stripped back down to all there Bones and babies, weeks and dailies, bones and babies, We see what they see. You know that, Know that baby Walking around Got this demon walk, Got this demon talk, Been married to the sidewalk all night long, You know that, Know that baby Stalking around, Got this demon walk, Got this demon talk, been right with you whole time Yeah, all my live
7.
Pull out the pin again A nail bomb in the heart of this city But all we ever seem to hit: posers We dance around our camp fires As cowards we're dangerous But all we ever seem to get: roses Heres the future Haven't you heard, Heres the future Ghost unit coming for ya Truth is we're faltering Why we scream not why we sing But all we ever need from you: devotion Heres the future Haven't you heard, Here the future Ghost unit coming for ya Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down Lights out, lights down, yeah. Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down Lights out, lights down, yeah. We learn the new tricks in our days off We build our gravestones with our day jobs Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down Lights out, lights down, yeah. Lights out, lights down, communication always breaks down Lights out, lights down, yea
8.
My battle, slips through the back door But it doesn't make a difference to you My battle's over rated Got my throat slit, in 47 Lay me face down eyes on the stars Let me sleep in safe abandon Yeah, Like we know, Because we know, yeah? What makes a difference to you? Yeah, Like we know, Because we know, yeah? My battle, can you hear it? Baby (softly) no ones caring Marriage means less that is ever will Blood boils up through the storm drains, One in three kids split the difference Too many jackals end up in this bad Yeah, Like we know, Because we know, yeah? What makes a difference to you? Yeah, Like we know, Because we know, yeah? Stabbed with your own sword Confetti follows the blow We've got the head phones But were not listening to you
9.
We've got monopolies in weapons and denial I've got a pocket full of love and engine oil This is where the fight begins This is where the fight begins This is how our lives begin This is how our lives begin We've got a bone to pick with you, We've got a throne to steal from you, I'm gonna pick my teeth with you, We got a throne to steal 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 on and on and on and on 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 on and on and on and on 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 on and on and on and on Lets ride, alright, lets ride into the fight! We've got a bone to pick with you, We've got a throne to steal from you, I'm gonna pick my teeth with you
10.
We'd swim through a million quagmires To xxxx the last xxxx of what ever just fucked you My baby rocks back and forth tonight This dance lasts a thousand years Moonlight sparks off the bodies of friends And my heart fades as we dig graves For songs we'll never sing We the dead weight, in the life raft Teeth float round mingled ash Celebrate art, celebrate all The things we'll never have Yeah, every heart beat sings the new beat Thank god we're gold Oh no what have we done Gone and lost the minatours son Straight news lines, broken times Keep hands inside the car Vagrant waylines for our own crimes Jesus christ is a playing card But as the car slips down in the river Lungs fill up with shredded paper Yeah, every heart beat sings the new beat Thank god we're gold We sing the chorus, we sing the stars, we sing whatever we are Power arrangements, five as one, we're dead weight Yeah, every heart beat sings the new beat Thank god we're gold

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Received 5K's (out of 5) in KERRANG! magazine.

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released February 19, 2007

Tom Lacey - Vocals
Andy Blyth - Guitar
Jag Jago - Guitar
Memby Jago - Drums
Gaz Spencer - Bass
Jason Whitlock - Engineer
Sam Burden - Engineer
Guy Davies - Additional Engineering
Kurt Ballou - Mixing
Nick Zampiello - Mastering
James Hines - Artwork

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