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Sandwick Road
03:32
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It started with a plane - yes a plane - And a franchise cup
I went out for a walk - yes a walk - To the fill me up
I had to hide my bag - yes my bag - the neighbour would have seen
But I flaunted it instead - and it led - to the place that I had been
This is not a Saturday
(This. Is not. A Saturday.)
The Devil's coffee (x4)
So it sharpened up my mind - and my mind - it raced instead of rest
Goin back another day - another day - my town has now been blessed
It started with a plane - yes a plane - And a franchise cup
I went out for a walk - yes a walk - To the fill me up
This is not a Saturday
(Chan e di-Sathuirne a th'ann an diugh idir.)
The Devil's coffee (x4)
S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y (x4)
It started with a plane (x loads)
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2. |
Garbagebag Gurl
03:16
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Used ta want ya baby cause I thought you was the hottest girl in town
You let me spend my money on ya then you turn around and put me down
You let me spend my love on you an never give me any lovin back
Girl you made of plastic an you fulla trash just like a garbage bag
Oh Girl - don’t you understand
I don’t wanna be your - lovin man – no more
Garbagebag girl
You made out we was lovers just so other girls would leave me well alone
But you wouldn’t do nuthin like no lover girl when we was on our own
I just don’t know why you ever said you wanted me to be your guy
When all you ever needed was your very own s-c-a-f-f-y
Yeah Girl - don’t you understand
I don’t wanna be your – lovin man – no more
Garbagebag girl
Here come the truck now baby
I don’t give a... cuss now baby
Garbagebag girl, they comin to take you away
(waaaaaargh!)
Lead Break
Here come the wagon baby
I don’t care who you shhhhhhh….teppin’ out with baby
Garbagebag girl, they comin to take you away
Used to say you wanted me you used to say that all your love was mine
But you be in the street or in the alley and you workin’ double time
Girl you know I’m leavin there ain’t nothin’ you can do to make me stay
Git off the street now baby it’s municipal refuse collectin’ day
Yeah Girl - don’t you understand
I don’t wanna be your - lovin man – no more
Garbagebag girl
You a garbagebag girl
You a garbagebag girl
You a garbagebag girl
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Well I’m standin’ at the truckstop – carryin my old gunny sack
An to keep myself from goin back
Got my whisky by my side
Gonna find myself a North bound truck – gonna go up to Chicago
Gonna take my whisky with me girl – and leave you far behind
(chorus)
Cos your love is a chain gang
With Passion as the warder
Keepin me in order – with a shotgun fulla lust
Your love is a chain gang
With whisky as the waterboy
Keepin me just on this side – of Satan’s ragin’ thirst
Well I’m a rollin up the interstate – tryin to think of somethin else
But Ronnie Self’s on the radio – an he’s singin’ ‘bout you
18 wheels on the highway – sound just like you when you say
Come back to me baby I promise to be good
Chorus
Well I’m a standin in Chicago, carryin my old gunny sack
Oh help me Lord I’m goin’ back though I know I’m doin’ wrong
The hound dogs and the deputiiiiies of your memoryyyyy caughtupwith me
I’m in the black and white of your cheatin’ heart and now I’m comin’ home
Chorus
Chorus (acapella)
Chorus (Frantic)
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Memphis Louie & The Rockin' Firebird Of Death Sandwick, UK
Emerging after 18 years of silence from the ashes of the Outer Hebrides' 60s garage band scene (which happened in the 80s), MLATRFOD formed in 2003 in the cac filled swamps between Stornoway and Sandwick. They've been mixing up a mess of fuzztone-crazed garage psych, Link Wrayabilly and glacial post punk ever since, and taking their time about it. Their names are too long to fit in a Bandcamp bio ... more
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