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BAD GUYS

by BAD GUYS

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1.
Brick Toothpick 03:16
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I’ll eat the face off a cliff Using a brick as a toothpick Writing my name in striations Right back to Paleolithic years Oh yeah My lips are bark My eyes are volcanic Blood thicker than lava And I’ll drown you in it ‘Cause you’re fucking nothing When we get down to it Your world my creation And now no-one’s in it
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Fake Tan 02:40
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You’ve got to You’ve got to make them come to you Oh make them work for it Let the ball do the work Not so subservient you understand? This applies all over like fake tan You’ve got to be hard to reach Like bleach to an infant I hope this works for you I really do The truth is avoided Oh it’s null and it’s voided It is by the way In a successful play And by the way I mean to the wayside Way over there Out of the way So it doesn’t get in the way
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Bore 03:34
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Part 1 – Courting Doesn’t like seafood Doesn’t like sports Doesn’t like punk Doesn’t like kids She likes to cycle She likes the French new wave She loves dogs She enjoys the sight of a building site She finds it interesting This is all fine This is all fine Do you like swimming? Do you like pork? Do you like to read books? Are you a fucking bore? Do you complain about everything? Are you always changing your mind? Do you care about anything? What size food do you buy? Are you always changing your hair? Do you even fucking care? Are you always going to be there Getting in my hair? Will you always borrow my shit? Will I hate you because of it? Or will I find it endearing When you make me wear an earring? Oh you like that movie Oh you like that book Oh you like that activity Oh it’s so fucking endearing Oh we’ve got so much in common I don’t like seafood I don’t like sports I don’t like punk I don’t like kids I like to cycle I like the French new wave I LOVE dogs I enjoy the sight of a building site Sure why not It’s man conquers the world with little concrete blocks Well it’s nice to know you know We like the same stuff But it’s all a load of guff Because none of it really matters It doesn’t matter at all In the grand scheme Of our personal relationship Forget all the other shit And just get down to business When all I want to do And all you want to do And all we’ll ever do What’s going through our heads Is just touch your legs Part 2 – Lovemaking I choose you I choose you I choose you I’ll tell you why I can look at your face baby I can look at your face baby I look at your face And it doesn’t make me want to be sick I like that ass honey That big round ass baby Oh it’s shape not size that’s important Now show me your legs Show me your legs Show me your legs I want to see those legs I like those titties baby Those little round titties baby Little palm size titties With little pink noses I like those legs honey Those long slim legs baby Oh I want to lick them Now show me your legs Show me your legs Show me your legs One look at those legs baby and I’m done
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My Love is Disgusting 05:31
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No No No I don’t want to I don’t want to drag you along the floor by your hair That’s sexual abuse* But I’m afraid I must insist ‘Cause my heart burns like a burst cyst And your love fits like a glove around my fist Let’s try a little experiment with you Try a little experiment with you Put a pump in my ass A petrol pump in my ass And pump it And pump it And pump it And you can make blood and petrol come out of there Is that what you want to see? Blood and petrol coming out of my ass? “No” she says “That’s disgusting” Well my love is disgusting Put your finger in my ring (nasal whining) (perverted muttering) *It’s actually physical abuse, not necessarily sexual
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Alcowhore 03:23
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Alcowhore woman Can’t ignore you You’re abhorred too But adored when Touch my lips again My alcowhore woman Bad times bringer Old gin slinger Warmonger Raw hunger Alcowhore woman You’re a bore woman
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Witness a New Low 05:16
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Old man’s shadow Young men follow Drawn in sorrow Stupid’s arrow Straight between the eyes Straight as the black crow goes I’ll be the source of your woes The darkness inside us grows As we strive for all new lows Woman you’ve got to realise We’re not like those other guys We’ll come into your lives A rancid plague of black flies Night after night after night Lie after lie after lie You let us between those thighs Why oh why oh why oh why oh why oh why oh why oh why? It’s a sad shame Such a sad sad shame Part of a wicked game That you are wont to play We will beat you We are gods We can tear your world apart No sorrow No remorse Four men out of hell on a horse You must love this You must love this You must love this You must love this Or why would you do it? Why would you do it? Why would you do it? Why would you do it? We have four members Part of a larger number Awoken from our slumber We are Satan’s brothers
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Boat 03:35
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I’m going to need some wood And I need some nails And I need to buy a hammer And some canvas for the sails And I need to buy a raincoat For the inevitable storms And appropriate footwear And some insurance forms I’m going to murder you on a boat I’m going to murder you on a boat I’ll dismantle the boat Strangle you with the sails And drive the nails Into your forehead And we’ll sink down We’ll sink down To the bottom of the ocean To the bottom of the sea And I’ll leave you there With the debris And I’ll rise up I’ll rise up I’ll rise to the surface And I’ll swim to the shore And I’ll grow legs and walk to your door To kill again To kill again To kill again To kill again To kill again
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Fat Labrador 03:23
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Just down my road walking Just down my road waiting Around the block ambling Outside my house haunting Why don’t you leave my area? It’s exasperating Every time I leave my house It’s frightening Fat Labrador Outside my window You, your child, your dog You, your child, your dog Fuck you, your child, your dog You, your child, your dog Why don’t you learn to get the fuck out of my area? You, your child, your dog You, your child, your dog Fuck you, your child, your dog You, your child, your dog And I go to the park and you’re there And I go to the chip shop and you’re there And I walk out of my gate and you’re there Do you even know where you live? There’s something I can’t understand That I just fail to grasp Is if all you do is walk around all day How come you don’t look exercised? For five years I’ve lived in this place And every day the same shitty face With the same shitty dog And the same shitty kid I wish you were dead I wish you were dead Yeah ha ha ha Why don’t you leave my area?
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Hurl 08:32
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He walks out of the bar And drains the last drop A man intent on fucking someone Or fucking someone up Three challengers lingering One in a hat One with a beard One eating a burrito All of them assholes I/He picks the beard Fucking beardman Weird fucking lips A hairy Elvis I’ll fuck your shit up beardman I’ll fuck your hairy lips Get your weird beard over here man You hairy weird lipped prick come suck my fucking dick And so I take a swing at him And I completely fucking miss And so I start to sing at him Because I’m completely fucking pissed Where did you get that beard man? Where did you get that beard? Did you get it out of your wig bag With your stupid fucking hair? And then he punches me Er punches me down And down I go And I’m sick I’m sick I’m sick I get up on one knee And everybody is looking at me Ashamed Covered in sick I feel like a fucking dick You’ve been here before man You’ve been here before Don’t judge me on this one thing Me lying on the floor Just had a bad day at work man This really isn’t my scene You’ve had a bad day at work man You know what I mean Because you’re the fucking beardman You’ve got a fucking beard I’ve got a weird beard too man Let’s get a fucking beer You’re the fucking beardman You’ve got a fucking beard I’ve got a weird beard too man Let’s get a fucking beer Let’s get a fucking beer Let’s get a fucking beer

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BAD GUYS debut album
To be released on Riot Season Feb 2013

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released February 1, 2013

Recorded & Mixed By James Ogilvie
at Dropout Studios
Cover Art by Toby Evans
Photography by Sanna Charles

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Bad Guys London, UK

NEW ALBUM RELEASED - AUTUMN 2021 from a midlander, a southerner, a Canadian and a Hungarian. Four necks, two kicks and no mic stand. Long hair, grey hair, bald-heads and beards. The works. As well as playing with the likes of Circle and Oxes, these guys have earned a reputation for crashing all sorts of parties. They make the heavy stuff and they play it loud, the way it should be. ... more

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