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War & Pieces

by Lead Shot Hazard

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1.
So let’s talk about society scars You ask us to believe in you when we’re filling in cards But you don’t vote, you know that’s a joke And we have to choose a crook, a thief or a fraud Ill-manor man, a man of words, a man of war Two barrel blast, that machine that you bought Short on change, short on time, what’s the cause? Society’s only as rich as the poor now So tell me – just whose laws are these That I live by? Whose key’s in the lock they wanna force me behind? Do we agree to bow to your terms? These rules that I’ve got no choice but to abide by Ill-manor man, a man of words, a man of war Two barrel blast, that machine that you bought Short on change, short on time, what’s the cause? Society’s only as rich as the poor now It’s getting crowded ‘round here, can’t breathe, now I’m suffocating Say the country’s full, it’s full of cunts if I’m pushed to say it Now we’re supposed to be the new generation But when a boy loves a boy – outrageous if they have a baby Ladies loving ladies for the purposes of entertainment Haven’t got a problem with it, grab a camera, make ‘em famous Stranger things have happened than a relapse of the social conscience Haven’t got a clue but still you vote them into office I can’t eat, I can’t sleep, I can’t dream I can’t speak, I can’t shout, I can’t scream I can’t see, I can’t hear, I can’t grieve I can’t work and I can’t pay, now they tell me I can’t leave, why? Ill-manor man, a man of words, a man of war Two barrel blast, that machine that you bought Short on change, short on time, what’s the cause? Society’s only as rich as the poor now Ill-manor man, a man of words, a man of war Two barrel blast, that machine that you bought Short on change, short on time, what’s the cause? Society’s only as rich as the poor now Ill-manor man, a man of words, a man of Society’s only as rich as the poor now
2.
No I can’t take it, I fake it The smile that you see Blatant the hatred, so vacant Your love for me And please agree that, your vision For society Is just a tactic, to hide your Misplaced atrocities We’re not safe from harm! We’re not safe from… One day maybe we’ll make it Ignite the spark that you might see, ‘cause It’s in people we depend And I know that you depend on me It’s not as easy as they say But it’s oh so clear to me now You’re too late to make a place that’s safe From harm, it’s just a dream Tie knots, oh so complex Its context, plots have got to be Hierarchy, class wars Man, it’s an odyssey And now that we see, the caged bird It still sings so sweet ‘til it fights back, meaning to Cause harm to the hand that feeds We’re not safe from harm! We’re not safe from… One day maybe we’ll make it Ignite the spark that you might see, ‘cause It’s in people we depend And I know that you depend on me It’s not as easy as they say But it’s oh so clear to me now You’re too late to make a place that’s safe From harm, it’s just a dream We’re not safe from harm! We’re not safe from… One day maybe we’ll make it Ignite the spark that you might see, ‘cause It’s in people we depend And I know that you depend on me It’s not as easy as they say But it’s oh so clear to me now You’re too late to make a place that’s safe From harm, it’s just a dream Safe from harm, it’s just a dream Safe from harm, it’s just a dream Safe from harm, it’s just a dream Safe from harm, it’s just a dream
3.
Hey, what’cha doing with your life? Why can’t you work a nine-to-five? Punk don’t make no money, right? [right!] So how do you think you will survive? [Eyes on the prize] won’t suffice [Hey, lace up your shoes] and grab a tie [Hey] just lose the cap, cover your tatts And get your arse in line [Hey!] Maybe we’ll win one day Don’t care what no one says Got to be a better way I don’t know what to do So best impress and pass the test ‘cause man he’s not just gonna hand it over You look a mess, torn jeans and vest You’re too deep in hate from your tiny mind [We needed change], a change of heart [Hey, scream for your scene] while it falls apart [Hey] these grids and markers you’re living in Will one day crush your soul [Hey!] Maybe we’ll win one day Don’t care what no one says Got to be a better way I don’t know what to do We needed change Scream for your scene These grids and markers you’re living in Will one day crush your soul [Hey!] Maybe we’ll win one day Don’t care what no one says Got to be a better way I don’t know what to do [Hey!] Maybe we’ll win one day Don’t care what no one says Got to be a better way I don’t know what to do

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released January 22, 2016

Tom Crabb - Guitar, vocals
Dave Collis - Bass, vocals
Zandro Morreale - Drums, vocals
Eve Crabb - Tenor sax, alto sax
Henry Rich - Trumpet
Abi Harrison - Trombone, trumpet

All music by Lead Shot Hazard
Lyrics by Luke Aziz & Lead Shot Hazard
Recorded by Luke Aziz & Tom Crabb
Mixed by Tom Crabb
Mastered by Katie Tavini
Artwork by Dave Collis

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Lead Shot Hazard London, UK

Based in London, Lead Shot Hazard is a coming together of third wave kids – fast-paced, horn-driven ska/punk whose aim in life to make audiences bounce, and then hum our songs on the way home. Imagine if Capdown had a baby with Streetlight Manifesto – Lead Shot Hazard makes that a reality. ... more

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