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Corpse Flowers

by Flat White

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1.
Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) 01:11
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Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) “Look Snowy, we ain’t in Kansas anymore! Ever get the feeling you’ve been had? Ever get the feeling you’ve been sold a pup? Ever get the feeling you want to scream & shout? It’s that or just give up Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) For me Feel that piss up your back Feel a tightening in your sack Do you now realise you’ve been had? I hate this world – It’s all gone mad Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) For me Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) For me. Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) Too Many Cunts (In The Garden Of Love) For me.
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Falling Up The Stairs 02:34
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Falling Up The Stairs I feel like, I’m falling up the stairs It’s not so strange when you think about it There’s too many of them And not enough of me I fear For us all, for the future And it’s making me unhappy Give me hope, not hate Before it’s too late I fear the future is backward I feel like, I’m falling up the stairs With a jumper on my head Feels like I might as well be dead Up to the ceiling I go Hanging around helplessly so It’s a bad trip scene And it’s making me unhappy Give me hope, not hate Before it’s too late I fear the future is tragic I feel like, I’m falling up the stairs Rhymes with apples n’pears It gets me deep inside The ocean’s too big & wide I’m Swimming against the tide I’m thinking I’m sinking And it’s making me unhappy Oh, give me hope not hate Before it’s too late I fear the future is backward.
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Bored Bored Bored 03:09
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Bored, Bored, Bored Bored, Bored,Bored This is unusual for me I appear to have plenty to do But nothing seems to please Bored, Bored, Bored Why are my talents not in demand? As I become more agitated The world remains ever calm Bored, Bored, Bored I sigh dramatically (sigh!) I have plenty of emotions to toy with Only jealousy seems to please Bored, bored, bored I have nothing much to say I think I will scroll thru’ FB What else to do today? Bored, bored, bored Oh, what’s it all about? The world revolves indifferently As I simply pout Bored, bored, bored Really says it all The temptation to resume smoking Has never been more strong Bored, bored, bored Oh where did I go wrong? I may need to up my dosage If this goes on very long Bored, bored, bored I guess I’ll start to make mistakes I think I’ll grow my hair out Although it’s far too late.
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Hammer Onto Anvil 02:38
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Hammer Onto Anvil There I was, feeling good A good day, I was ahead Then you came along Crafting words That cut me to the quick (I’m a prick) You beat me down You beat me down You’re the winner every time Hammer onto anvil Bash, bash, bash Beating me into line So there I was feeling good My moment in the sun But you’re a poet with your words sir You sure fixed my fun You beat me down You beat me down You’re the winner every time Hammer onto anvil Bash, bash, bash Beating me into line Of course I need it Because I’m a prick Oh, you know me so well Perhaps sir, you could get to know me A little better, before you send me to hell? You beat me down You beat me down Hey, you’re a funny guy You’re the hammer I’m the anvil You’re the winner every time.
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Girls Of The 80's 03:26
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Girls Of The 80’s Pick you up on Friday night “How was work? -Yeah alright” A bite to eat then off to the club Dance all night, Rum n’coke Oh Girls…Girls & Boys of the 80’s Oh Girls…Girls…She loved it & so did I Getting near 2 O’clock Thoughts turn to you know what Back to the car off to the heath Hands everywhere & here we go Oh Girls…Girls & Boys of the 80’s Oh Girls…Girls… She loved it & so did I On the bonnet of a Capri On the seat above the knee Young & Dumb & fairly free Happy days for you & me Oh Girls…Girls & Boys of the 80’s Oh Girls…Girls… She loved it & so did I.
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Beef 02:21
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Beef I’m a man I want beef Rump,Sirloin, fillet I want to feel the juice On my chin Don’t offer me white meat or salad I’m a man I want beef I’m not so very long out of the cave Slap it down on my plate Give me what I crave I’m a man I want beef Give me the primest cut Lean, near raw, dark & feral No ifs, no buts I’m a man I want beef I don’t eat anything else Meat & sinew Dripping blood I just can’t get enough I’m a man I want beef I got teeth to cut & tear I’m a hunter, Give me something to hunt woman I want BEEF. To take back to my lair.
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Corpse Flowers 03:38
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Corpse Flowers You’ve got to be a hard man, In these cold & cynical times There’s no room for the soft or weak, The naïve or the kind All you need is love they said But hate is what we craved Humanity is full of shit Corpse flowers on the grave Everyone’s a liar these days, A cheater, or a thief There’s greed, cruelty & ignorance In every single face The Beatles said: “All You Need Is Love” But that was yesterday We tramped the dirt down flat on that Corpse flowers on the grave When we look into the mirror these days Do we like what we see? Or are the lines a little deeper set On you, and on me I was born in ‘66 On the crest of a new wave But all of that is dead & gone Corpse flowers on the grave There’s money to made in filth The pigs are in the trough There’s plenty of muck for everyone Actually no, not quite enough Face it, it’s survival Of the fittest over the meek Only the strong survive When the outlook is so bleak Don’t get ill & don’t get old Don’t end up on the street There’s enough money to start a war But we can’t make ends meet This is what we wanted Admit it, we're all the same Happy to be buried With corpse flowers on our grave It’s a comedy of cruelty Still we play the game TV, papers & social media Perpetuate the blame Orwell’s Pigs made it big Humanity in all but name They’ll bury us on down on Jones’s farm Corpse flowers on the grave They say that in the end days Only the verminous will thrive But I’m pretty optimistic Humanity could survive Line up the seconds Bullet to the head Go gently into your dark night Corpse flowers for the dead Imagine a boot stamping on a human face For all eternity Orwell predicted well I think Yes, I do believe We will sit & drink Cortados As the clocks strike thirteen And we won’t remember a single thing About how things used to be…. “Under the spreading chestnut tree, I sold you & you sold me..”
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I'm Losing You 02:09
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I’m Losing You I thought I had you just the other day Then you went & slipped away I’m losing you I’m losing you Like a rabbit in the headlights I can’t move Even though I know I’m losing you I’m losing you I’m losing you I thought I knew you What did I know? I was just setting myself up for a fall (That’s all) I’m losing you I’m losing you Better pack my thoughts & go away Act like it doesn’t hurt me anyway I’m losing you I’m losing you You’re always round the corner I’m round the bend Out of reach of the love I send I’m losing you I’m losing you.
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The High Sky 02:18
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The High Sky I want that thing I want that thing Give me that thing Back again We reach back & yearn We never learn The past is a lie The high sky Best foot forward The past just pulls me back The present reminds me What it is that I lack We reach back & yearn We never learn The past is a lie The high sky The present is tense The past is cool If you believe that, You’re just a fool We reach back & yearn We never learn The past is a lie The high sky. Amend & adjust You know that you must This is all that there is And will ever be That thing that we seek Remains just out of reach We reach back & yearn For the high Sky – The High.
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That Ol'Devil Called 'D' Again 02:30
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That Ol’Devil Called D Again It’s that ol’Devil called D again Knock, knock, knockin’ at my door That ol’Devil called D again… Coming up from the floor That ol’Devil called D again Whispers sweet nothings in my ear That ol’ Devil called D again Will be around for a while now I fear Black n’grey, n’dull n’down Black n’grey, n’dull n’down It’s that ol’ devil called Devil called D again Dog, dog, doggin’ me That ol’ Devil called D again We got previous you see That ol’ Devil called D again He loves to dig up my pain That ol’Devil called D again He’s driving me insane Black n’grey, n’dull n’down Black n’grey, n’dull n’down That old Devil called D again Catching me out in the rain That ol’ Devil called D again That’s the cause of all my pain
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Alphas 03:15
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Alphas We are the losers We are the seconds The also ran Bad hair beard & begging can We are the listless The beta, And the bugs, The Alphas look down, and they say to us: - We are the Alphas - You’re not one of us Keep living if you must But you’re not one of us (x2) We are the prefabs We are the cheap The economy We are standing, Steerage & ‘after me’s’ We are the foreigners We are the immigrant The ‘N’ word You’d love to help but we can’t come To Alpha World We are the Alphas - You’re not one of us Keep living if you must But you’re not one of us (x2) We are the rubbish We are the trash The burden on you You frown & discuss But still we keep on coming through You can tear down Our shanty town Papers, papers please Just thank whatever god you worship Your kids aren’t floating in the sea We are the Alphas - You’re not one of us Keep living if you must But you’re not one of us (repeat) (No Entry)
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King For A Day 02:36
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King For A Day Now you are king for a day And all the piggies have come out to play Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Robert De Niro, he called you a Schmuck But the joke is on us Now you are king for a day Now you are king for a day It’s the nightmare that won’t go away Ashes to ashes, dust to dust God bless America Well god help us Now you are king for a day Now that you are king for day “All us pussies are gonna pay!” Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Rednecks n’rowdies Oh what a bust King for a day in this comedy, this farce King for a day today One fine day you will fade away Until then, king for a day.

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released March 25, 2017

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Flat White was created by Singer/Songwriter gcw in 2007 when he became bored with being 'gcw'.

Six albums and lotsa mayhem followed until he became lonely and recruited Rixy to make the critically acclaimed 'Misfits' in 2021..

Flat White became a Trio with the recruitment of Drummer Dave Dowdeswell-Allaway in 2022.

New album 'Zeitgeist' is coming sooooon.

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