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League of Inches
00:21
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It's that time again
No Matter where you are
You've got nothing better to do
And you love your Rugby League
So it's time
To get online
For League of Inches
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blinding light through tired eyes
worn out, exhausted, broken from this disguise
i lost something many years ago
if i found it again would i even know
i’m so tired, i’m just so tired
tryin to get myself outta bed
it’s so quiet, just so quiet despite all the noise in my head
i should grab my things, spread my wings
leave these thoughts behind
looking forward as i walk out the front door
but it’s the blinding light, through tired eyes
it keeps me down when i try to rise
i know it seems i hate you, but i don’t even see you there
i’m already beating myself, without a real reason
the light when it shines is blinding, the darkness takes a hold
no one can comprehend it, what someone’s mind creates
i’m so tired, i’m just so tired
tryin to get myself outta bed
it’s so quiet, just so quiet despite all the noise in my head
i should grab my things, spread my wings
leave these thoughts behind
looking forward as i walk out the front door
but it’s the blinding light, through tired eyes
it keeps me down when i try to rise
i’m still tired, i’m still so tired
as i crawl back into my bed
i need quiet, i just need quiet
to drown out all the noise in my head
i can’t change the things that frayed my wings
as they close in from behind
i can’t move forward as they beat down the walls
it’s the blinding light through tired eyes
it keeps me down when i try to rise
blinding light through tired eyes
one more day in this disguise
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3. |
Revolution Muz Mix
04:08
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crouch low, sneaking through the shadows
we’ll watch society fall
ignite the spark, hurling torches, skies light up
smoked out cities, forced to crawl
rise up, stand tall
hand drawn maps will always guide our way
with homemade weapons arm the crowd
rise up, stand tall
from hidden safehouses, a great escape
covered faces, join in the fight
we’ll start the revolution
spray paint guides our rebellion
we can change the hearts and minds
find peace within destruction
bricks thrown, shattered glass exploding past
soaked in blood we’ll brawl
draw your knives, embrace the dark, the time has come
one by one, we’ll end them all
rise up, stand tall
a call to arms heard on the airwaves
join the riots in the streets
rise up, stand tall
falling bombs drowned out by dancing feet
the voice of freedom’s steady beat
we’ll start the revolution
Spray paint guides our rebellion
we can change the hearts and minds
find peace within destruction
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Greed
03:20
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Everything you see you always think you need
You are so crazy motivated by greed
You never take responsibility
You only waste your time when you fuck with me
All you do is take you see my hatred grows
Can't take much more I'm about to explode
You'll see a side Of me I've never shown
You'll feel pain like you've never known
Got enough but you want it all
In it for greed now you're gonna fall
Here we come gonna ruin your day
Time has come It's your turn to pay
The mighty dollar is your only care
You're movin' up but you're going nowhere
You say you only want to get your share
But you still want more no you won't play fair
You'll never ever quit you won't be denied
You sit and watch your money multiply
To get what you want you'll cheat and lie
But I know - you won't be satisfied
Got enough but you want it all
In it for greed now you're gonna fall
Here we come gonna ruin your day
Time has come It's your turn to pay
Today is a good day for suffering
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Damage, Inc
04:20
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Dealing out the agony within
Charging hard and no one's gonna give in
Living on your knees, conformity
Or dying on your feet for honesty
Inbred, our bodies work as one
Bloody, but never cry submission
Following our instinct not a trend
Go against the grain until the end
Blood will follow blood
Dying time is here
Damage Incorporated
Slamming through, don't fuck with razorback
Stepping out? You'll feel our hell on your back
Blood follows blood and we make sure
Life ain't for you and we're the cure
Honesty is my only excuse
Try to rob us of it, but it's no use
Steamroller action crushing all
Victim is your name and you shall fall
Blood will follow blood
Dying time is here
Damage Incorporated
We chew and spit you out
We laugh, you scream and shout
All flee, with fear you run
You'll know just where we come from
Damage Incorporated
Go
Damage jackals ripping right through you
Sight and smell of this, it gets me goin'
Know just how to get just what we want
Tear it from your soul in nightly hunt
Fuck it all and fucking no regrets
Never happy ending on these dark sets
All's fair for Damage Inc. you see
Step a little closer if you please
Blood will follow blood
Dying time is here
Damage Incorporated
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6. |
#cry4attention Video Mix
02:23
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you’ll find no words on here to save you
as you spiral and free-fall into a world with no control
your tiny screen is full of lies
an actress in your made up life.
paid in followers and likes
just like a heroine hit, inject a new selfie fix
your self esteem climbs with your view count
you crave our sympathy, it lights up your insta feed
cry for attention into your device
duckface, filter, a race to post
edit the sorrow in your eyes. the melancholy from your smile
you tricked us all with perfect light
whatever helps you sleep at night
addicted to the shares and invites
just like a heroine hit, inject a new selfie fix
your self esteem climbs with your view count
you crave our sympathy, it lights up your insta feed
cry for attention into your device
there’s no way out of here
you think you have it all
this is your life, your story
you spiral and free fall
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KFC Cameron
02:21
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Well I spat in every single burger that I ever made
I wore a chicken on my head, like a tiara
I’m getting sick and tired of all these painful burns and scalds
There must be a better way to earn 4 bucks an hour because
I go to work and I don’t think it’s funny that
I go to work and then someone else takes all my money
I go to work and I cannot pay my own way
I work my ass of then someone else takes home all my pay
Well I have begun to hate the man who wears a blue shirt
I hate his face I hate his badge
I hate his stupid fucking roster
I’m getting sick and tired of all these painful burns and scalds
There must be a better way to earn 4 bucks an hour because
I go to work and I don’t think it’s funny that
I go to work and then someone else takes all my money
I go to work and I cannot pay my own way
I work my ass of then someone else takes home all my pay
Well I am not going in to work tomorrow
Well I am not going in to work today
Well I am not going in to work tomorrow
Well I am not going in to work today
Cos someone else takes home all my pay
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Marshall Green Demo
02:55
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9. |
American Colony Demo
03:08
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Salesman New Sedition
02:57
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do you remember when,
you were like every other punk band in your scene?
play to forty people and ten friends
playing to the punkers from other bands
you were fast and loud, hungry back then
grew up singing stick it to the man
political agendas and what you’ve been through
and everything that meant a thing to you
now you got some interest from the record man
in it for a life and not a one night stand
worked out well for both of you
started his dream and made yours true
a new label, everything’s turned around
fans were less but a bigger crowd
and record by record, your reasons have all slipped away
now you’re just another salesman
making money from pretend fans
using the excuse you just wanna get your message through
you are music’s equivalent of a tv commercial, an advertisement
is this what you wanted? is this what you dreamed?
now you’re just another salesman
making money from pretend fans
using the excuse you just wanna get your message through
you are music’s equivalent of a tv commercial, an advertisement
is this what you wanted? is this what you believed?
what you need. to succeed. what you believed.
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100 Metres
02:51
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Why did you have to cause a fight
Why could we just not get along
No one saw you drink so much
No one saw you start to struggle
You didn’t have to cause a scene
You didn’t have to scream and shout
You didn’t bring this on yourself
You know it doesn’t matter squat
You know he watched you from afar
You know he was awaiting
You know he saw us make a scene he started contemplating
You know he likes to hear you scream
He is a creature of the night
And now I know I should of gone
But nothing seems to matter
And I think of the day you died
And I lie, just a hundred metres home
And I think of the day you died
And I cry, am I still waiting here
Did he just watch the way she talked
Did he know she’d leave alone
Had he seen us there before
Did he know we were in trouble
Did he know our every move
Did he plan this all along
Did he know the things he did
He was always just a monster
Your crying out keeps me awake
How can I stop you dying
Him dragging you just out of sight
Just where they found you lying
If I’d just listened stayed at home
I know I could protect you there
And now I know I should of gone
But nothing seems to matter
And I think of the day you died
And I lie, just a hundred metres home
And I think of the day you died
And I cry, am I still waiting here
And I think of the day you died
And I lie, just a hundred metres home
And I think of the day you died
And I cry, am I still waiting here
Why could I not have left you alone
Was I still waiting
Why could I not have walked you home
You didn’t bring this on yourself
Why could I not have left you alone
Was I still waiting
Why could I not have walked you home
You didn’t bring this on yourself
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Second rate
02:35
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We started out fresh yesterday
We had planned to win
We were looking so fucking great
We were super fit
No one saw it coming this time
It was far too late
We lost again my friend
We just lost our day
Don’t wanna be second rate
I can’t believe we lost
Don’t wanna be second rate
We may have lost this battle
But we will win the war
We know your weakness this time
Shred you to the core
This is how it all will end
With you in defeat
This is the end
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14. |
Turning the Circle
02:42
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No More
02:31
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Circle Pit
02:55
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Metrofucks
01:56
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You wander into the pub like you’re so dam heroic
You think you just saved a life
Your attitude towards others is fucking pathetic
Yet im the lonely one tonight
Cos you are the men who play sports
So you must be amazing
And you run around in short shorts
So we should bow down to you all
I’m not the one who wears make up and dresses real nice
Yet I must be the GAY CUNT!!
I’m not the one who walks round in groups starting the fights
Yet I must be the weak one
Chorus
Cos you are the men who play sports
So you must be amazing
And you run around in short shorts
So we should bow down to you all
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18. |
My President
02:47
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It's Wednesday night
And you're bored as shit
You've got nothing better to do
And you love your Rugby League
So it's time
To get online
For League of Inches
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20. |
One Hundred Metres
03:00
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Why did you have to cause a fight
Why could we just not get along
No one saw you drink so much
No one saw you start to struggle
You didn’t have to cause a scene
You didn’t have to scream and shout
You didn’t bring this on yourself
You know it doesn’t matter squat
You know he watched you from afar
You know he was awaiting
You know he saw us make a scene he started contemplating
You know he likes to hear you scream
He is a creature of the night
And now I know I should of gone
But nothing seems to matter
And I think of the day you died
And I lie, just a hundred metres home
And I think of the day you died
And I cry, am I still waiting here
Did he just watch the way she talked
Did he know she’d leave alone
Had he seen us there before
Did he know we were in trouble
Did he know our every move
Did he plan this all along
Did he know the things he did
He was always just a monster
Your crying out keeps me awake
How can I stop you dying
Him dragging you just out of sight
Just where they found you lying
If I’d just listened stayed at home
I know I could protect you there
And now I know I should of gone
But nothing seems to matter
And I think of the day you died
And I lie, just a hundred metres home
And I think of the day you died
And I cry, am I still waiting here
And I think of the day you died
And I lie, just a hundred metres home
And I think of the day you died
And I cry, am I still waiting here
Why could I not have left you alone
Was I still waiting
Why could I not have walked you home
You didn’t bring this on yourself
Why could I not have left you alone
Was I still waiting
Why could I not have walked you home
You didn’t bring this on yourself
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21. |
Cover Song
02:42
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22. |
KFC
02:50
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Well I spat in every single burger that I ever made
I wore a chicken on my head, like a tiara
I’m getting sick and tired of all these painful burns and scalds
There must be a better way to earn 4 bucks an hour because
I go to work and I don’t think it’s funny that
I go to work and then someone else takes all my money
I go to work and I cannot pay my own way
I work my ass of then someone else takes home all my pay
Well I have begun to hate the man who wears a blue shirt
I hate his face I hate his badge
I hate his stupid fucking roster
I’m getting sick and tired of all these painful burns and scalds
There must be a better way to earn 4 bucks an hour because
I go to work and I don’t think it’s funny that
I go to work and then someone else takes all my money
I go to work and I cannot pay my own way
I work my ass of then someone else takes home all my pay
Well I am not going in to work tomorrow
Well I am not going in to work today
Well I am not going in to work tomorrow
Well I am not going in to work today
Cos someone else takes home all my pay
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23. |
Marshall Green
03:09
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24. |
Standing Our Ground
02:39
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25. |
Stella
03:26
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26. |
Matt's Song
02:54
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27. |
Practice What You Preach
02:48
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28. |
I.K.Y.
02:39
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As It gets later I can see
That you’re never gonna leave until I say...
Well I know that you won’t be told
But the night is getting cold
And everything you’ve said you’ve done
Well it’s starting to get old
And I’ve known you for some time
And I know what’s your is mine
But I want you to rack right off
But you just won’t see the signs
I know you love me but you just can’t stay
I tell you enough just to go away a yeeah
I try to tell you but you just can’t see
Get off my fuckin’ property
And I see you start to cry
And my brain it starts to fry
If I can find the point to this
Then I’ll stab you in the eye
And then the thing that I most fear
I see you crack another beer
Well I don’t care where you drink thatfsucker
As long as it’s not here
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29. |
League of Inches Short
00:13
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So it's time
To get on line
For League of Inches
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No Quarter NSW, Australia
First formed in 2003 No Quarter now consists of Chris Ryan on vocals, Micka Martin on drums, Lachlan Dennis on guitar, Paul
Clements on guitar and Josh Vaughan on bass.
No Quarter has been kicking along in some shape or form for almost 15 years. We are a 5 Piece Punk Rock band based in the Hunter Valley of New South Wales and our music consists of fast 90's style punk rock.
#getreadyforfreedom
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