SEEKINGRhythm Guitar, Bass Guitar, Drums.
A noisy, angry band from the North East of Scotland
- Screen name:
- Member since:
- Nov 06 2019
- Active within 1 week
- Level of commitment:
- Very Committed
- Years together:
- Tend to practice:
- 1 time per week
- 48 years
Killing Joke, New Model Army, The Jam, The Clash, The Mob
Green FieldsWhen I travel south to where I grew up, I can't help but notice the creeping changes. More areas that were once secret places to play and hide from the 'real world' of school, rules and parents, are now built on with more houses to house more people, or play host to shops that all those people don't need. It'll never end, but we can close our eyes and use our imagination.....
CleanFrom up on the hill the warm light radiates from the gates of the castle On one side gold, and on the other gravel It is said that fortune only favours the brave but this birthright and privilege carried to the grave are bound by spineless ancestral roots tied so tight, never to unravel A blind eye turned to the beggar's plight Show no weakness and just keep walking on by Taught that charity begins at home where everything is taken and nothing is ever given This sense of entitlement ingrained from birth all feelings pushed aside for individual self-worth Never need for anything but unable to unearth Why you'd owe someone a living But does our conscience really make cowards of us all? A guilty conscience should need no accuser at all CH So were the years of despair worth all that they cost in fees? The blood and the sweat that we spent seems so empty But as we bounced along those dirt roads you smiled and you turned to me You said "This job may be dirty lad, but at least the money's clean" We stack these shelves with expensive wares when our cupboards at home are almost bare They'll ensure we are taxed our fair share these manipulators of the system With their business interests that lie abroad guarded by a machine gun or a sword and threats of rape remain protected and ignored In a sweat-shop prison We watch another round of redundancies and closures on the news but a healthy profit comes from a privatised system abused CH So were the years of despair worth all that they cost in fees? The blood and the sweat that we spent seems so empty But as we bounced along those dirt roads you smiled and you turned to me You said "This job may be dirty lad, but at least the money's clean" Now all the kings and queens in their counting houses Will toast a drink to their health As they'll always find a way to accumulate and bury their wealth but as they die all alone in a room full of shadows and fear Their bodies turn to dust.....but their money remains here....... it remains here.....
SloganeeringSloganeering, the title track of our EP available in April 2019
Declaration of War
Declaration of WarDeclaration of War from the Sloganeering ep due out in April 2019