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Avenge My Death

by Werbeniuk

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1.
A.M.D. 03:05
Death or taxes, we summon you Teach these bastards a thing or two Chattering classes scratching their heads You can't make an omelette without breaking eggs Short, sharp Karma long overdue You stare blankly at me and I do the same at you Avenge My Death! Gods and monsters will ply their trade Jack be nimble, be unafraid We clot, stop the heart, the heart of the beast We all gather round and share in the feast Short sharp Karma long over due You stare blankly at me and I do the same at you Avenge My Death!
2.
You wanna tell 'em that you've had enough They leave you cold like EDF You hide away and pretend you're deaf Until the day turns night You want to try some poisoning Or brake cable loosening Tell 'em when it's lightning To go fly a kite If you think love's too strong a word, say don't like you I don't like you And if they say that you weren't quite heard, shout don't like you I don't like you You could save up for a hit Or even do a midnight flit It's been coming and you've bit your lip The truth you tell's long due Maybe a text is the way to go A lazy way to tell them so 5 words that we all should know "It's not me it's you" If you think love's too strong a word, say don't like you I don't like you And if they say that you weren't quite heard, shout don't like you I don't like you
3.
They are digging up the road outside my house again There’s a bunch of yellow vehicles and council men And one of them is wearing a thick golden chain They are digging up the road outside my house again And it’s loud It’s dead loud It’s so loud It’s dead loud They are digging up the road outside my house again I’m not sure where the money’s from and neither are them We have all been feeling brassic since the markets crashed But the fella with the chain won’t turn his gold to cash He’s too proud He’s dead proud So proud He’s dead proud
4.
Warm lemonade - tempers all frayed - sleep if you dare Sticky tarmac and stone - concrete and chrome - glimmer and glare Feel the heat from the road - light-years from home - already there Wiping vom from vinyl from Marble Arch to Vauxhall London's vast expanses in someone else's camper Van breaks down in Blackheath, nosebleed on the back seat No more barley sugars, the ferry left an hour ago ...
5.
March of the matriarch, young are in tow Voice like a bailiff's knock Watch all the Russian dolls, one at a time Winding up in the dock Heir apparent, you were dragged up Running barefoot through the fag-butts It's a shame – and not your fault – but That's a dead-end not a shortcut Chorus of calls at dawn, carried on wind Chilling me to the bone What would you want to be, should you grow up? Best run away from home Heir apparent, you were dragged up Running barefoot through the fag-butts It's a shame – and not your fault – but That's a dead-end not a shortcut Ubiquitous as bird-song Oblivious and headstrong In your saliv'ry tower Homogeneous as high-streets Insidious as tax-cheats It worsens by the hour
6.
I got myself some jumpers and a smashing pair of jeans A selection of nice watches, they’re the best I’ve ever seen And I thought I’d treat myself to something by Christian Dior Then I twittered all my friends and said, "There’s bargains galore" Next I visited the local retail branch of HMV And I filled myself a bag with all my favourite DVDs I replaced my broken ipod and replaced my mate’s as well And I got one for my sister and another one to sell The sales are on - Everything must go One of my mates then said "Let’s peruse the electronic goods" It was bitter cold outside that day so we donned our hoods Then my mate said, "Where’s the games?" and he began to make a fuss So I told him, "It’s a hi-fi shop, not Toys Я fucking Us!" The sales are on - Everything must go
7.
In a house or the equivalent In a village or a city Built on land that's on the surface Of a planet, one of many That's where you live

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The first mini-album by Werbeniuk, a band from Teesside, who like to swap instruments and sing songs about naughty nuns and council workers.

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released December 3, 2012

(c)&(p) WATTNOIZ 2012 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Recorded and Mixed at Wicked Deflection Studios by Michael
Mastered by Steve Hoggart at 27D Productions
Design by Werbeniuk.
Band Photo by James Poppleton www.jamespoppleton-photography.co.uk

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Werbeniuk Stockton On Tees, UK

Werbeniuk are a band from Teesside in the North-East of England. Enigmatic, elusive and not easily pigeon-holed, their trademark skiffle-tronica-argu-rock combines percussion, electronics and catchy vocals with a political conscience and a strong sense of fun.

Michael, Gary and Andy sing and play.
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