Fake Gold and Broken Teeth

by PENNY COCKS

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1.
D’ You Wanna Smoke Me? D’you wanna a little bit? D’ you wanna try a bit? So do you wanna a little bit? D’you wanna try a bit? D’you wanna smoke me?
2.
C'mon Gipsy! 02:20
C’mon Gipsy! Fake gold and broken teeth Maybe a beggar or maybe a king A dustcar and a palm tree Call the doctor and he’ll bring you pills Get the fuckin’ out of here You don’t need to be a seer They don’t really care about you C’mon gipsy! Slum star and Quinqui crook Houdini’s hands and no-future look Outcast in a new tracksuit You don’t feel trapped in this crazy hood? Get the fuckin’ out of here You don’t need to be a seer They don’t really care about you C’mon gipsy! Slum dweller hero Who turns the back on? Who points the finger? Well listen, fella You are a gipsy too
3.
Bottle Of Wine Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine When you gonna let me get sober? Leave me alone, let me go home. Let me go back and start over Ramblin' around this dirty old town, Singin' for nickels and dimes. Times getting tough i ain't got enough, To buy me a bottle of wine Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine When you gonna let me get sober? Leave me alone, let me go home. Let me go back and start over Pain in my head, bugs in my bed, My pants are so old that they shine. Out on the street, tell the people I meet, To buy me a bottle of wine. Bottle of wine, fruit of the vine, when you gonna let me get sober? leave me alone, let me go home. let me go back and start over
4.
Jibba Jabba 01:58
Jibba Jab You jibbajab bamboozle nooka nooza bibbity bop she doll You jibbajab bamboozle nooka nooza bibbity bop she doll I mean you keep on talking but you don't know where to turn it all The day I met you, wish I'd been in Paris Or on the ocean, a million miles at sea Then you'd be nagging at someone else not me You jibbajab bamboozle nooka nooza bibbity bop she doll You jibbajab bamboozle nooka nooza bibbity bop she doll I mean you keep on talking but you don't know where to turn it all You know I love you no matter what you say Just treat me right babe and things will be ok Stop jibbajabbing one minute every day You jibbajab bamboozle nooka nooza bibbity bop she doll You jibbajab bamboozle nooka nooza bibbity bop she doll I mean you keep on talking but you don't know where to turn it all
5.
I need a job 02:10
I Need A Job I got a new gal I got a new car I got a new bike and a credit card The settlement check is no big enough The money burns out so I need a job I just need a job I can't get enough Bitten, shaken and strangled I just need a job I can't get some cash I don't wanna spite I need for some drinks cause it's football night Mamma gave some, but it's not enough I'm so broke so I need a job I just need a job I can't get enough Bitten, shaken and strangled I just need a job Stores are open but I ain't got no bucks Give me some work and I'll work it out Money-wasting it's just something cultural Bitten, shaken, I just need a job I just need a job I can't get enough Bitten, shaken and strangled I just need a job
6.
We’ve nothing to say (But we’ll say it anyway) We need not destroy the past It is gone forever I am he as you are she We’re all together Burn the bridges and the roads There’s no direction Always try and never stop Be a go-getter We’ve nothing to say Shut Up, Shut Up But we’ll say it anyway Drive it well and drive it fast Like an exotic dancer Do not listen to the mocks They can’t get the lesson Tell me, tell me oh c’mon Tell me the answer Or ignore me, you’re old enough To know it better We’ve nothing to say Shut Up, Shut Up But we’ll say it anyway
7.
You Got Me, Babe Keepin’ my nightmares Out from my window Shocked and astounded Making no sound I wanna stitch up your bound Smoking the cigarettes Faster and faster Going around Feelin’ so down Fixin’ my face to the ground You got me, babe And I feel sad and lazy I think I’m going crazy It’s all raw, it’s a blow But I feel I’m still in love Soft as a prayer Sharp as a razor What a hard blow Lovers or foes I still had a heart down below You’re like an actress From a French movie Old 64 Smoking so slow You’ve got the charms I adore You got me, babe And I feel sad and lazy I think I’m going crazy It’s all raw, it’s a blow But I feel I’m still in love You know, one can do wrong And try to fix it up I got no life and joy I beat my head against the wall I look into my room And your spirit is passing by In hairclips, clothes and rings That you just left behind You got me, babe
8.
So Excited 02:08
So Excited When I see you walking along All alone, all alone When I think I'm holding your hand All alone, all alone I get so excited, I get so excited I get so excited, gonna tell ya Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby When I feel your love comin' Comin' on, comin' on When I need somebody to love Yes to love, yes to love I get so excited, I get so excited I get so excited, gonna tell ya Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby When I see you walking along All alone, all alone When I think I'm holding your hand All alone, all alone I get so excited, I get so excited I get so excited, gonna tell ya Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby (closer/feelgood/do you feel it?)
9.
Young Fool 02:01
Young & Fool When you’re young, dumb and crazy When you’re foolin’ around When you shine like a diamond Like a burning block of flats When you’re young, a funny holy loon Also sharp as a knife You don’t have much in pockets But you’re so rich in time And you’ll go all the way But They always have an answer They always have a rule They will try to break you Ya poor little fool You’ll have to jump thru many hoops Until you’ll have to swore “Don’t wanna do it anymore” When you’re young, nothing seems so wrong And there’s things to be done You think you ‘re like king But in fact you’re a pawn When you’re young, brave and fearless You can’t wait to grow up You’ve plans, hopes and dreams But life is a whole trap And you’ll go all the way They always have an answer They always have a rule They will try to break you Ya poor little fool You’ll have to jump thru many hoops Until you’ll have to swore “Don’t wanna do it anymore” “Anymore”
10.
Too Cool For School
11.
I’m a little devil I come from hell, I’m a little devil I’ve got horns, a trident and a tail I come from hell, I’ve got more friends there Sulfur smell, fire and rusty nails I’m the debt collector The blackmail man, the one who cares No way! Oh mate I’m feelin’ so electric I’m a mess, I don’t behave No way! Ugh babe I’m feelin’ so pathetic I’ve thrown your heart into the flames I come from hell, I’m not an angel It’s really hard, but man, I wanna change I come from hell, I’m sick of it babe I’ll throw my horns, I wanna be your man! No way! Oh mate I’m feelin’ so electric I’m a mess, I don’t behave No way! Ugh babe I’m feelin’ so pathetic I’ve thrown your heart into the flames I’d trade all off for being near you But you just want to slap my face On my knees I beg your pardon But you wanna dance upon my grave
12.
Shake Ya 02:01
Shake Ya I look around And I can’t see what’s good about it Paki beers, döner lights Toxic speed, don’t think about it Shake Shake Shake Shake You’re not wrong Life is a mistake all day long So dance a bit or die alone Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-Shake ya The rents go up I don’t have a job, I feel no sorrow But wine is cheap, let’s bum a cig We’ll do the same tomorrow Shake Shake Shake Shake You’re not wrong Life is a mistake all day long So dance a bit Or die alone Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-Shake ya You’ve got to shake ya Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-sh-Shake ya
13.
Over Again 02:26
Over again Well, I don't work Times are hard And are getting worse Oh pretty baby I'm so tired and bored over again All my friends are gone Looking for a life And I'm staying home The telly says This land is going down over again Well, we have to realize It's time to fight, it's time to rise Over again (again) We're little lambs, my friend (again) The wolf is coming Hard times have arrived over again Well, we have to realize It's time to fight, it's time to rise Over again Oh being young In this hole is pretty fucked up Let's run away but I don't wanna escape to a foreign land Who are the ones That keep in charge? Thieves and liars Who are not ashamed To drag the country down over again
14.
It's my Life 01:58
It's My Life Don't wanna be a kind of hero Don't wanna get a perfect wife Don't wanna taste your sweetest honey And later your old sharpest knife I'm just a fool who jumps and never looks before The Lady Luck never knocks upon my door It's my life and I wanna live it Give me a chance I won't let go Not too late Better than never I've told you thousand times before Don't wanna get my best years stolen Don't wanna loose more runaway trains Don't wanna have my heart devoured I've got the style but not the grace I'm just a fool who jumps and never looks before... It's my life and I wanna live it... Filling application forms Is the last straw! They put me in the office But I wanna be on the road Counting all the minutes Till I can cross the door I'll blow up the wall

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released September 27, 2016

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BCore Disc is an independent record label from Barcelona, Spain, that’s been working since 1990, we cover lots of different styles going from punk, pop, surf and hard-core, to folk, rock and instrumentals.

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