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Better Out Than In
03:49
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Old man a-come a-knocking at my door/‘What you up to Friday night?/My bar is failing and I‘m too frail to repair it/Is there a chance that you can make it right?’/Four people come a-walking through the door/The night goes by on cruise control/And then we talk of life and all those dreams that won‘t come true now/And play a little Northern Soul/Better out than in/Apathy‘s a sin/Lost souls sitting with their cheap booze home alone now/That‘s no way for people to live/Word gets out, we keep our prices way down low, yeah/A community, a co-operative/Lock the door we can have a little smoke, yeah/Like it‘s still the good old days/Then we laugh and flirt and wonder, ‘Who‘s the coolest band we‘ve seen?’/It‘s The Mams, we‘ve come to blow you away/With several brands of gin/The majesty begins
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Goin 4 Wot Yr Wantin
03:38
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Take a little time/U‘ll make it on yr own/Heaven knows I really miss you/But it‘s not for me 2 say/That he cld get in the way/Goin 4 wot yr wantin is different to takin wot u can/ Goin 4 wot yr wantin is different to gettin wot yr gettin right now/Slip from A2B/Slide from B2C/R u sure of wot yr doin?/Coz it didn‘t cross my mind that you‘d disappear from view :-(
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Mynydd Mawr
03:58
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Green turns to black/Now it’s turning back/Rivers running grey/Now they‘re clear as day/I wanna do what my father did/Live the way he lived/Heroin dealers out on the parade/The jobs have gone but the people stayed/I never learnt an honest trade/The jobs have gone but the people stayed/And I love it/I do/I‘m off to the mountain again/Where it begins and it ends/And I talk to the shepherd, my friend/He’s been here 200 years and he says/'The moneymen have been and gone/You‘re left with ill health and old song/The harsh reality/You are the new peasantry'/Chapels have long gone/Still we know the song/There‘s a brass band in the hall/A maudlin trumpet call/Everything’s been sold/Everyone looks old/I am freakin‘ old/Oh Mynydd Mawr/And I‘m up on the mountain again/Where it begins and it ends/And I talk to the shepherd, my friend/He’s been here 200 years and he says/‘Nature will have its way/Let the moneymen stay away/Go rock the rocking stone/This valley is your home‘
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Weakling
03:59
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You're looking for your king/A man with shoulders broad as oaks/You‘re looking at this thing/On the pages, dainty strokes/Come the day the poets rise/We‘ll write the better battle cries/The pen is mightier than the sword/The bullet mightier than the word?/So I'm a weakling/And I wanna be so strong/Can‘t you all just play along?/I built a wall for you/You poked a stone out with your shoe/Come the sluggers into town/We’ll rise and bash those buggers down/Made our pencils arrowheads/And fire from beneath our beds/Coz I‘m a weakling/The meek can sing along/Come on join our throng/We’re boyos from the land of song
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Homewrecker
03:02
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You were so aloof/I wore old blue shoes/I had you down as distant/You had me as bad news/Then a little email/Then a friendly glance/Oh baby, baby, baby/Started our romance/But don’t call me a homewrecker/I just leant upon your door/But the hinges were so rusty/I went crashing through the floor/Your kitchen’s full of woodworm/Your walls are made of straw/Your electrics are a time bomb/Your boiler breaks the law/No, no, don‘t call me a homewrecker/Just passing by that day/Didn't take much huff and puffing/To blow that place away
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I Was Fine
03:13
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Unnoticed in the shadows/Johnny Average left no mark/Quiet evenings faking homework/Whilst kids partied in the park/Family business/Local girlfriend/Join the golf club/Have a kid or three/But at 23 my nemesis revealed itself/My nemesis revealed himself/My nemesis is me/I was fine, ‘til I met myself/There ain‘t no angel on my shoulder/A fallen voice has mastery/Guilt waves over when we are sober/But when we‘re sober we are not free/And that family business/It went under/And lost loves dog my history/We are a team now/A mean old team now/We play the rough stuff/My nemesis and me/Well it went boom and it went bust/It was mighty now it‘s dust/Boom/Bust/In The Mams we trust/Whatever happens happens/What will be will be/Que sera sera/Que sera seree
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All For Nothing
04:09
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Nothing is perfect/Nothing is final/Nothing is everything that I've got/You've sucked in all you can suck/And you want something better?/Tough luck/You see it's all for nothing/Honey nothing/Nothing is vital/To level the lonely/To break down the doorway/To slide out of sight/I drift whenever it hurts/Down in the dustbowl/Down in the dirt/Nothing is crucial/Nothing is coming/Look at the fires/Oh what a sight/We all need something/A little something/Try to find something/To get us through the night
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Racehorse
02:51
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Barman, friend and confidante/I’ve had great times in here/Once met an angel by the gents/I don’t remember her name/I don’t remember the year/The ghosts of those who smoked to death/The flirting sprites that dance/My mind drifts as I chase my breath/Some long lost dead romance/Are you glass half empty?/Are you glass half full?/It’s not some insight into how we think/It simply means it’s time for another drink/The lock-in and the smoky pall/The subtle straying hands/I raise my glass to those who passed/Forgot all their dreams/Forgot all their plans/Now I’m sitting here just killing time/In a Tesco value shirt/Somehow the work just came and went/Thirty years of hurt/Gonna chip in buy a racehorse/Go racing in our Sunday best/Livin’ the dream/You cannot lose what you never had
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Goats
03:05
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Goats live on the mountainside/Are nimble on the harsh terrain/We know the caves where legends lie/And dream they‘ll rise again/Brydedd, Madoc, Tudur/Owain, Myrddin, Arthur/Taliesin, Guto’r, Aled/Cadwaladr a Llwyd/Left a gap in our old fences/Diminished our defences/But whinging’s not our way/Waterfalls a-flowing/And Cymric hearts a-glowing/We will rise again/Now the time is drawing near/When the old bards re-appear/We will rise again/And you say, ‘Hiraeth: it kinda means homesickness‘/But you don‘t understand/It means a sense of loss for an ancient land
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321
03:02
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Well I do my best/You’re here now and you’ve sussed out all the rest/I don’t keep score/Just wanna see you smile as you walk out the door/321/The years go by/Us men should learn the little things that satisfy/Act One’s the start/Acts Two and Three make for a glowing happy heart/First it’s once/Then it’s twice/When it’s thrice that is so nice/When all’s been said and done/321 means everybody’s having fun/If he is slow/You need to educate him how it works below/But just be kind/Tell him his lovin’s always playing on your mind/321 means everybody‘s having fun/321, four or more just adds to the fun/321, you’ve just one bullet in your gun/321, sleep soundly coz your work is done
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Gemini Girl
04:35
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I love to hold you close when you are sleeping/The two of you are welcome in my bed/One of you is soft and sweet and gentle/The other one is messing with my head/I hope this blissful state can last forever/I hope that we enjoy the bumpy ride/With words of love we’ll get through this together/The three of us here side by side by side/Gemini Girl/So welcome in my world/You blow my mind with all the gifts you bring/As the fire ignites/Your two sides may unite/Tho‘ I really wouldn’t want to change a thing/With one I laugh and smile and blush and wonder/The other one is cynical and bold/Who is the best when daylight’s cast asunder?/Who is the best to comfort in the cold?/I can‘t decide which one will treat me better/For cynicism supplies wit and steel/But softness warms the aging heart I carry/So I think I want you both to stay with me
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Mise-en-Abyme
03:20
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So many chances/These lives of us/Rusty romances/And cities fled at midnight in the rain/No trade or dwelling/We end up selling/A car salesman I became/Pop dreams went down the drain/There is a shrine to Johnny Boy/It’s just a shelf/There‘s a wooden 1960s Tri-ang toy/And then my novel/My joy, my sorrow/‘A Chandler-esque comic fiction‘/(Thanks Matt for that description)/Whilst ‘No-one Ever Grew Up (Ever) Wanting To Be A Car Salesman‘/I became one/This is the song of the book of the film of the life/I’ll recycle ‘til I am done/‘Into the abyss‘/Mise-en-abyme/Reflected kisses/A dream within a dream within a dream/The idea rises/In myriad guises/Selling is in my bones/Buy one and take me home/We are all salesmen now
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The Mams Llanelli, UK
The Mams are Jon Tregenna & Mike Gibson. The band formed in Llanelli, South Wales in 2006 and have released 4 albums - Wam Bam!, Rhondda St, Scraps and Locations - adopting a variety of musical genres from disco to pub rock to R'n'B. Various musicians have come and gone, but Jon and Mike regrouped to produce 3 singles for Spring 2020. ... more
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