Hollow Point Curses Lyrics

Here are the lyrics for our latest album ‘Hollow Point Curses’

Track Listing

  1. Get Your Boots On
  2. Summer That Never Was
  3. Everybody Knows Your Name
  4. Bar At the Edge of Time
  5. Slave
  6. Black Eyes and Prose
  7. Burn Me
  8. Silver Bullet Cocktail
  9. Suicide Pack
  10. Bones of You
  11. Beyond Redemption

 

Get Your Boots On

Never ever mix the grape and the grain,

Crawling over last night gonna come your way. ( Baby get your boots on)

Please don’t push me away.

 

I got the shakes so bad I hurt,

I need a little medicine, let me loosen my shirt,

Coz we both know where this thing’s  going.

 

Come to me – lay yourself in my reflection,

When you bleed – it’s like a genuflection.

 

Chorus

Shake Shake Shake, you got a reason for it,

You got a fever of 110,

Better put your boots on baby, turn around I wanna do it again.

 

I am a broken angel,

But you could be my dirty saviour

(Baby get your boots on)

But right now I got just one goal

 

I’m gonna lose myself in you,

Regrets just tear my soul apart

But you can fix me with sweat and longing.

 

Chorus

Shake Shake Shake, you got a reason for it,

You got a fever of 110,

Better put your boots on baby, turn around I wanna do it again.

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Summer That Never Was

The suns coming out and the party is arriving,

Justin Hail – just about surviving,

Jef made a bong outa coffee tins,

And Bam passed out by the bins.

 

This is the best time I don’t remember, A full blown black out ‘til September,

Blunts for breakfast, bongs for tea,

 

Chorus

Oh no oh no, I’m just about as high as fuck,

Oh no, oh no – runnin outa luck

In the summer that never was!

 

Scottish mates are here with a barrel

Whitey is selling dodgy apparel,

Ad’s hiding dope from Suzi’s dad,

And Doc’s pronounced us all mad.

 

We got weed in the bathroom, We got Ale all over the floor,

We got pound notes for breakfast and a whole lot more!

 

Chorus

Oh no oh no, I’m just about as high as fuck,

Oh no, oh no – runnin outa luck

In the summer that never was!

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Everybody Knows Your Name

You, you sleep alone at night – Everybody knows your name

You., you sleep alone at night.

 

Verse

You suck the cock that makes the pound notes come,

You don’t believe a thing that you’ve done,

You see the world through greed and notoriety,

You have been drained of all your integrity.

Do not tell me that I don’t play to those who care,

You see straight through them – they ain’t going anywhere

 

Chorus

You, you sleep alone at night – Everybody knows your name

Desperately trying to convince yourself you’re right – Everybody knows your name

You, you cry don’t leave me on the shelf – Everybody knows your name

They will you know coz you’re trying to be someone else.

 

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You take the cheers and claps from the in crowd,

That TV audience isn’t too loud,

Putting your shit where the people will take it,

Loving the fact that you have to fake it,

 

I don’t want to be the one who dies with all the toys,

But when my crowd all sing, I believe the noise

BUT YOU SAY YOU’VE GOT NO CHOICE!

 

Chorus

You, you sleep alone at night – Everybody knows your name

Desperately trying to convince yourself you’re right – Everybody knows your name

You, you cry don’t leave me on the shelf – Everybody knows your name

They will you know coz you’re trying to be someone else.

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Bar At the Edge of Time

All of the time that we lust from afar, you’re something else and I’m drunk in bar,

See something easy like crashing a car,  see something secret though a door that’s ajar.

The heat in my mind as it’s starting to close,, the look in your eyes you wanna take of my clothes,  I’d be someone else that’s ok I suppose,  it’s still a sin if  no body knows

And years barrel past into a spike of rejection, Baby, all we ever wanted was a little affection

 

Chrous

Meet me in the Bar at the edge of time – you can wear your hold ups baby, maybe I’ll wear mine.

 

And I gotta go got to be someone else, the thoughts that I have mean I’m going to hell, this can’t be good for my general health, I just never learned to look after myself.

Maybe at breakfast you can tempt something sweet, coz I’m always hungry and ready to eat, at the point in the night where two bodies can meet, that place in my mind I can turn up the heat

And years barrel past into a spike of rejection,

Baby, all we ever wanted was a little affection

 

Chorus

Meet me in the Bar at the edge of time – you can wear your hold ups baby, maybe I’ll wear mine,

You can ply me with compliments and red wine,  that’d be something to talk about bay,  that’d be simply divine.

(Riverside, Snooty Fox, Carpe Diem,  Maze, The Library, Tap and Tumbler, Underworld and Milo)

 

Chorus

Meet me in the Bar at the edge of time – you can wear your hold ups baby, maybe I’ll wear mine,

You can ply me with compliments and red wine,  that’d be something to talk about bay,  that’d be simply divine.

(Riverside, Snooty Fox, Carpe Diem,  Maze, The Library, Tap and Tumbler, Underworld and Milo – The Basement, Gas Works, Stereo and Eiger)

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Slave

You tried so hard to be good you’re on the turn

You wanted to be batman but you’re just watched the world burn

You are a waste of oxygen and semen,

Giving in, giving up, welcoming that demon.
Feed Me,  Need Me, Complete Me, Give me something I to die for,

Break Me, Shake Me, Elate Me, Give me something to burn.

 

Chorus

The way you’re going you wanna worship the dead
(Slave to the Ghosts in your head)
The Way you’re going, you wanna worship the dead
Slave to the ghosts in your head.
You’re not living you’re just counting the days,

That’s an existence and seems like a waste.

Delicate destruction should be something we crave,

Not giving up or giving in becoming a slave

So Hurt Me, Be Dirty, Coercive – Give me something I to die for

Be Obscene, A Libertine, Trash Queen – Give me something to burn

 

Chorus

The way you’re going you wanna worship the dead
(Slave to the Ghosts in your head)
The Way you’re going, you wanna worship the dead
Slave to the ghosts in your head.

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Black Eyes and Prose

He hid out in Barcelona, need some down time for a while,

The fading prose the wicked smile,

The pirate glory days, just a misty haze, of Gretches, guns and style,

But man he spoke to me, when I was 17, Told me it still ok to be a lost troubadour,

And when he came back, his eyes were still that black, he punched that ashtray to the floor.

 

Chorus

 Well, Joey didn’t like it always sitting at the back of the bus,

Always said he was one of us,

He did it all,

Took it all in his stride.

 

And tattoos don’t run, the smack is stronger than the sun,

Got a good grace, had to get away.

I still wanna listen, those golden words as ammunition, Come on Tyla, let’s hear that voice! Waddaya say!

 

Chorus

Well, Joey didn’t like it always sitting at the back of the bus,

Always said he was one of us,

He did it all,

Took it all in his stride.

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Burn Me

I’ve got a friend he likes to writes the soaps (So what?)

He breaks a million hearts – raises a million hopes, (Tell me more)

Man he knows where he’s going he knows where he’s been

 

I got a friend she deals in fantasy (So what?)

She makes the clothes for all the people we want to be, (Tell me more)

She knows where she’s going – she knows where she’s been.

But you just

 

Chorus

Burn Me – tell me that it turns out right,

Tell me this ain’t just dark desolation – tell me it’s a matter of time

 

I got a friend, he builds with bricks and stone, (So what?)

He was once so lost but now he’s coming home, (Tell me more)

He knows where he’s going but don’t know where he’s been.

 

Chorurs

Burn Me – tell me that it turns out right,

Tell me this ain’t just dark desolation – tell me it’s a matter of time
M8

I used to think that I was something – then something died,
I used to think I was the man but now I’m just rotten inside
I ask for help, you just burn me, I needed help, you just burn me

I wanted help but you just burn me, I needed help but you just burn me

 

Chorus

Burn Me – tell me that it turns out right,

Tell me this ain’t just dark desolation – tell me it’s a matter of time

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Silver Bullet Cocktail

None of this is making sense – I don’t feel your pain,

You’re just going round in cycles – again and again and again

Am I just an answer – to a question you can’t bare to ask?

Am I just that chancer – who will be punished for your past

 

Chorus

Drink me, Drink Me – I’ll be your Silver Bullet Cocktail

I’ll take the pain away

 

You got my attention – now you need to make the minutes count

You need to veil your anger – those hollow point curses that you spout

I will just deflect you – I just expect you to be real

I will not affect you – if we aren’t both in on the deal

 

 Chorus

Drink me, Drink Me – I am your Silver Bullet Cocktail

I’ll take the pain away

Drink me, drink me, drink me – I am the answer

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Suicide Pack

The words they drip like poison from your lips, You remember how you much you wanted this,

But the milk goes sour pretty fucking quick, And illusion creates confusion in the minds of the sick.

So what you gonna do boy, what are plans, as your friends all rot to ashes in the palm of your hands.

You wanna be a vapid mother fucker, waste of space,  the first to the bottom in the superstar race,

 

Chorus

It’ll never be pretty if you run with that pack,  Watching the bridges burn as you look back.  

Lime light fades as the sun turns black, The runt of the litter in the Suicide Pack.

 

Now all the doors are closing and you’re out of sight, The way you break the bond and kill the light,

Crawling like a King Snake on your hands and knees full of bile but so eaqgar to please,

I offer you help, as you run from the truth the arrogance of ignorance wrapped up in your youth.

You wanna be a vapid mother fucker, waste of space,  the first to the bottom in the superstar race,

 

Chorus

It’ll never be pretty if you run with that pack, Watching  the bridges burn as you look back. 

Lime light fadse as the sun turns black, The runt of the litter in the Suicide  Pack.

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Bones of You

Coming up to midnight on a cold and cosy New Year’s Eve/

Reminisce whilst gettin pissed ’bout everything you delivered me/

We ran the unbelievers straight out of this town

The green and black will take it back this time around

 

Chorus

We will follow you – Until we’re dust and dirt

Because – we love the bones of you.

 

Just a small band with an army behind us,

When ever get weak you’re there to remind us,

Independently yours … a just a righteous cause.

No cause celeb, no egos fed, just us against the world.

 

Chorus

We will follow you – Until we’re dust and dirt

Because – we love the bones of you.

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Beyond Redemption

It’s when the words all come, late at night,

Wraps my legs in sheets, binds me tight,

I can hear you near me, the comfort I can’t take,

The endless questions that are keeping me awake,

Can’t see the devastation, the cause of my relapse,

I just see the walls come down, the borders that collapse.

 

Bridge

I don’t want the future I’ve been sold

As I mourn the son I’ll ever hold

 

Chorus

Ladies and gentleman here’s my soul, it’s kinda rotten, twisted and old,

I don’t think anyone can help me – beyond redemption,

Grasping at straws in the air, it’s not your problem to share,

I don’t think anyone can help me – beyond redemption.

 

Something’s taken over me, The love in which I flourish I can not see,

No god, no drug, no words to can take me home,  And I reap and tender all the things I have sown.

Blisters burst and take their toll, No meaning and no control,

The horrors come and take my reason, Just another open sore, another vivid lesion

 

Bridge

I don’t want the future I’ve been sold

As I mourn the son I’ll ever hold

 

Chorus

Ladies and gentleman here’s my soul, it’s kinda rotten, twisted and old,

I don’t think anyone can help me – beyond redemption,

Grasping at straws in the air, it’s not your problem to share,

I don’t think anyone can help me – beyond redemption.

 

M8

The Bleeding Hearts and the devastation,

The twisting path to my redemption,

The mental blocks, the callous warning, can’t ask for what I need,

The empty eyes, the vacant stare, as you just watch me bleed.

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