TLG Lyrics

Sing for Your Supper 7"
Turn The Record Over
Sing For Your Supper


Continuity Breakout (27 Red) album
45
Continuity Breakout
Dressed In Red
The Original
Leave Me My Freedom


 

 


 

 

 




 

 

 



Turn The Record Over:
​Sing For Your Supper 7"

Let's get up and go
Running thru the city with an adolescent refrain
It's just me and my best friends

I said you feeling all right now?
He said "I will with another round"
Turn the record over again
Can't shake this feeling
Let's go
Line them all up and we'll drink them all down
Bottle on empty, boots hit the ground
Gotta find me another love
A copping mechanism

These people, this city, our songs
We belong united as one
Turn the record over again
Can't shake this feeling
Let's go
I've got my radio blaster
I've got my one Telecaster
I've got it good
I am surrounded by the great disaster
I wanted shelter, a new religion
Somewhere I can lay my head without defaulted criticism
This song's for all the punks
This song's for all the skins
This song's for all the freaks who never were believed in

Take this night it's ours
Living for the lyric hour
Running thru the city with an adolescent refrain
It's just me and my best friends

What's make you get up and go
I've learned to live it, love it, and let it all go
Thru music we will never die

Take this night it's ours
Living for the lyric hour
Running thru the city with an adolescent refrain
It's just me and my best friends
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Sing For Your Supper:
​Sing For Your Supper 7"

Sticks and stones can break my bones but your words will always linger
Tho some unspoken your window's clear
You've got me wrapped around your finger
I've been lied to
I've been tied to a world of grandiose reprieve
Shut down, knocked out so I lay myself down
Down in the web we weave

Sing for your supper children
Feed your rancid disease

Red blood drips from your blood red lips
Bite the hand that feeds you just enough to make you ill
I've been lied to
I've been tied to a world of grandiose reprieve
Shut down, knocked out so I lay myself down
Down in the web we weave

Sing for your supper children
Feed your rancid disease

Your grief with the best intentions
Your grief demands an answer

Sing for your supper children
Feed your rancid disease
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45:
Continuity Breakout (Red 27) album
 
Break the silence with a 45
Stop the violence with a 45 
Shall we dance to a 45
I’m alive with a 45
 
I feel so alive with my 45
Watch you reel and writhe 
At the end of my lovely 45
 
Who’s afraid with a 45
I’m a slave to a 45
Teeth on the barrel of a 45
I’m alive with a 45
 
I feel so alive with my 45
Watch you reel and writhe 
At the end of my lovely 45
 
I hate you cause you hate me
Broadcasted on the BBC
Shock and roll radio on LSD
45 revolution spree
 
I’m alive with my 45
Watch you reel and writhe 
At the end of my lovely 45
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Continuity Breakout:
Continuity Breakout (Red 27) album
 
Running from the sun passing by 27th and Gaffey
Don’t know where we’re going but it don’t matter anyway
Just one of the moment when nothing can go astray, I pray
These lyrical transgressions, it’s all poetry
 
Can’t stop, can’t stop for the morning
Can’t stop, can’t stop for a moment
Can’t stop, can’t stop for the morning
Can’t stop, can’t stop for anything
 
Continuity breakout
Just you and me
 
Those looks and lashes don’t do anything to me
Go ahead and sing it sister, I need new enemies and sleaze
One year later I’m singing this song
Feelings never lasted this long
Somehow I’m still swinging and swaying to every single word you say
 
Can’t stop, can’t stop for the morning
Can’t stop, can’t stop for a moment
Can’t stop, can’t stop for the morning
Can’t stop, can’t stop for anything
 
Continuity breakout
Just you and me
 
Liberty bell gave me hell
Sure has a nice ring
To sing to, lean into
Give unto others as they’ve done to
Done to you, it’s not who you
I know you, I know you
Don’t got far from the red horizons
 
Can’t stop, can’t stop for the morning
Can’t stop, can’t stop for a moment
Can’t stop, can’t stop for the morning
Can’t stop, can’t stop for anything
 
Continuity breakout
Break down the bars of an old routine
Continuity breakout
Drive for miles just to be set free
Continuity breakout
Leave this town find serenity
Just you and me
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Dressed In Red:
Continuity Breakout (Red 27) album
 
I’m dressing in white
You’re draped in red
These thoughts ring out
Playing in my head
 
Every night I see your face
I see your face degenerate
Deteriorate, annihilated
Love the taste, I love the taste
 
I love the hate
I feed I rape
Off of every sin
You learned to begin
 
Every night I see your face
I see your face degenerate
Deteriorate, annihilated
Love the taste, I love the taste
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The Original:
Continuity Breakout (Red 27) album
 
You want me dead, you want me dead
You can’t get me out of your head
You wish me well, but I’ll see you in hell
You can’t afford to have me killed
 
You can’t get rid of me
You need me
I will always be the original
 
It’s six o’clock and you can’t be stopped
You gotta be somewhere that’s hot
In a kiss and kill state you’re all about hate
Your insecurities would never relate to the charts
 
You can’t get rid of me
You need me
I will always be the original
 
We’re just pawns in your game
Rules enforced to earn you fame
Take advantage of music’s should
You ain’t got one of you’re own
 
You want me dead
You want me dead
You want me dead
You want me dead
 
So created, manipulated
I can’t to see you
So created, manipulated
I can’t stand to see you overrated
 
You can’t get rid of me
You need me
I will always be the original
 
You want me dead
You want me dead
You want me dead
You want me dead
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Leave Me My Freedom:
Continuity Breakout (Red 27) album
 
Viva la revolution
Leave me my freedom
There is no obligation
To expel any passion
 
I need my freedom
I need my freedom
There is no freedom
Leave me my freedom
 
It is not you, it’s only me
It’s so cliche, but so were we
And I tend to fuck up everything that I need
Especially when I am happy
 
I need my freedom
I need my freedom
There is no freedom
Leave me my freedom
 
Never said I wouldn’t hurt
Never said I wouldn’t cry
Never said I wouldn’t bleed
Never thought I would have died
 
I nearly died
I nearly died
I nearly died
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