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There’s a bar at the end of the world where we’ll meet when it’s over
There’s a light at the end of the tunnel you’re heading towards
Know that every week passed means that you are another week closer
To when you’ll sing and you’ll dance and you’ll laugh and you’ll smile like before
For now that door has been closed and you’re left all alone with your feelings
You’ve got time to get back on track but you’ve never known how
I can offer a song if it helps in the fight with your demons
Well, I know it’s not much but it’s all that I’m good for right now
And if you just hold on then I’ll try and help figure it out
With the same four chords and this knackered guitar
With a pint in my hand and a seat at the bar
I’ll be waiting when you get there
With these open arms and a seat by my side
With a hand you can hold and a safe place to hide
I’ll be waiting when you get there
There’s a bar at the end of the world where we’ll meet when it’s over
There’s a scratched up old record that plays the same line on repeat
And it’s hard to keep fighting the pull though you don’t want to go there
As you slowly get dragged back on to that same old dead end street
There’s a hand in the dark that’ll guide you if only you take it
Some wise words to be heard even over the roar of the crowd
I can offer a song if it helps you believe you can make it
Well, I know it’s not much but it’s all that I’m good for right now
With the same four chords and this knackered guitar
With a pint in my hand and a seat at the bar
I’ll be waiting when you get there
With these open arms and a seat by my side
With a hand you can hold and a safe place to hide
I’ll be waiting when you get there
If you need me to be
There’s a bar at the end of the world where we’ll meet when it’s over
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I’ve been staring at my phone for six weeks
There are people at home pulling out their teeth
The president suggests injecting bleach
It’s all got a little weird
Assault rifles go storming city hall
Demanding returned freedom for us all
But who exactly took it they’re not sure
It’s all got a little peculiar
Please can somebody explain
Why the whole goddamn world has gone insane
The expert’s voice can’t quite break through the din
This is not a competition we can win
The queen of England’s singing Vera Lynn
It’s all got a little odd
It seems like half the planet is aflame
A virus spreads that cannot be contained
The AI really wants to know my name
It’s all got a little Orwellian
Please can somebody explain
Why the whole goddamn world has gone insane
The figures crawl across the TV screen
Yet no one really knows what they mean
Don’t talk to strangers, keep your hands clean
It’s all got a little strange
The numbers on the count keep ticking up
Yet there are people who still do not give a
They say, I’m alright, I’ll keep chancing my luck
I’d like to say that it is worse than I expected
But it’s really not
Please can somebody explain
Why the whole goddamn world has gone insane
I think that something’s gone wrong with our brains
‘Cause the whole goddamn world has gone insane
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He walked as if upon a breeze
A guy with a hood and a scythe
He said, won’t you take a walk with me
She said, I’m sorry but I’m busy tonight
He grinned and shook his head
I’m in the business of setting souls free
She said, I’d really love a break
But I’ve a lot of people counting on me
She got behind the wheel
And he took the passenger seat
Showed her an hourglass
As she pulled the car out on to the street
He said, why not stay home tonight
It seems your time is getting pretty near
She grinned and shook her head
I’m in the business of keeping souls here
They talked a while to pass the time
As she drove back to the hospital ward
She saw the grains of sand
But she didn’t bother watching them fall
They walked together to the doors
But she held her arm out blocking his way
Forgive me being rude
But you’re not welcome in here today
He stood back stunned and sadly said
But you know it’s just a matter of time
She said, I’ll stand here ‘til I can’t
And while I’m stood here you’re not crossing that line
Why not stay home tonight
I think that you deserve a day off
He said, I think you might be right
But I’ll have to have a word with my boss
So he took his scythe and turned to leave
But looked back again to where he still stood
He offered a cold, white hand
And he smiled at her from under his hood
He said farewell for now
I’ll inevitably be back here soon
She grinned and shook his hand
And I’ll be stood here waiting for you
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Stars & Stripes
04:08
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There’s a cold wind blowing over the wide Atlantic ocean
And Liberty has fallen to her knees
The promises ring hollow, the joy replaced with sorrow
A target for the bullets on the breeze
In a land built on a charter another unintended martyr
A rally cry to those who have a dream
A those sworn to protect us, with helmets, shields and vests on
Go marching as an army through the streets
In a country not so free as it might seem
Fighting for survival as he stands there with his bible
A mockery of all he represents
People lie there bleeding with others lost to grieving
And all paying that price for their dissent
Ask Liberty what liberation meant
Now there’s blood in the streets as once again the tale repeats
Another generation taking up the fight
All standing up against the lying and corrupt
Against that rotten core wrapped up in stars and stripes
Rubber bullets flying and blinded children crying
And cops dressed for a warzone in the streets
With battens, tanks and boots and a power to abuse
They’re still trying to keep the people on their knees
As they cry out from the ground that they can’t breathe
Now there’s blood in the streets as once again the tale repeats
Another generation taking up the fight
All standing up against the lying and corrupt
Against that rotten core wrapped up in stars and stripes
And I know I’ll never see it through your eyes
And I’m sorry that it’s taken so much time
But you lead the way and I’ll be stood there by your side
Against that rotten core wrapped up in stars and stripes
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Let the Music Play
04:52
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The theatres are burning
And that fire’s raging out of control
But we watch as the puppets just ignore it
But there’s a flame burning deep in our souls
And we won’t let it go
This stage is going under
So we\ll have to build it anew
Cause we’ve learned how to breathe underwater
Because that’s what they forced us to do
When they chose us to lose
But we can’t choose
Because this is our church and a church is wherever you build it
You don’t need a stage
Not a preacher, a pulpit, just people to dance to the music
A place to feel safe
See the pillars crumble
And the archways cave under the weight
But the cornerstones wait in the rubble
And from there we’ll start building again
When we know that it’s safe
The winds of change are blowing
But they’re not gonna blow this house down
Cause we’re stronger than them and they know it
We might get lost in the roar of the crows
But what’s lost will be found
So stand your ground
Because this is our church and a church is wherever you build it
You don’t need a stage
Not a preacher, a pulpit, just people to dance to the music
A place to feel safe
Let the music play
They put little value on the artist and the actor
And if we should speak against them they pretend that we don’t matter to the world
And all through school we’re told to look up to the lawyer
Look down on the busker and they demonise to make their message heard
Just look at history, you can’t kill creativity
But they will try to shape it in a way that makes us all turn out the same
But we’re not robots and we need these places
Just to keep us sane
Because this is our church and a church is wherever you build it
You don’t need a stage
Not a preacher, a pulpit, just people to dance to the music
A place to feel safe
Because this is our church and a church is wherever you build it
You don’t need a stage
Not a preacher, a pulpit, just people to dance to the music
A place to feel safe
Let the music play
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Dark Days
04:33
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It’s the same four chords again
But that’s okay if the words mean something real
You’re back at your wits end
Another day where you need words that you can feel
And it’s hard to know which way to go
To learn to trust the ones who know
And it’s easy to get lost in all the noise
It’s the same old thing day after day
When all you want’s a world away
And it’s easy when you have to make that choice
It’s the same four walls again
It’s not okay but it might be tomorrow
No postcards left to send
Another day with a plan laid out to follow
And it’s hard to care for what’s out there
When they’re running ‘round os unaware
And it’s easy to get lost in all the noise
It’s the same old fight day after day
When all you want’s a world away
And it’s easy when you have to make that choice
So just tell the world to wait
And hide yourself away
But even on those dark days
Know it’s all subject to change
And it’ll be okay
If only you have faith
Cause even on those dark days
Know the sun will rise again
You hide behind that door
And that’s allowed but you don’t want to stay there
The chains screwed to the floor
They weigh you down and it’s getting too much to bear
But it’s hard to leave it all behind
When it’s all that’s taking up your mind
And it’s easy to get lost in all the noise
It’s the same old fight day after day
When all you want seems a world away
And it’s easy when you have to make that choice
So just tell the world to wait
And hide yourself away
But even on those dark days
Know it’s all subject to change
And it’ll be okay
If only you have faith
Cause even on those dark days
Know the sun will rise again
So just tell the world to wait
So just tell the world to wait
And hide yourself away
But even on those dark days
Know it’s all subject to change
And it’ll be okay
If only you have faith
Cause even on those dark days
Know the sun will rise again
So just tell the world to wait
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Jess Silk Dudley, UK
Jess Silk is a guitarist, singer and songwriter from the Black Country. Her shouty but melodic brand of folk/punk music often has her being likened to a female Frank Turner or Billy Bragg, and it gets people sitting up and listening. Armed only with an increasingly sticker-covered acoustic guitar and a distinctive, gravely voice that many don’t expect, Jess plays to audiences up and down the UK. ... more
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