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They're not a little bit country, nor significantly funk or soul
You might be tempted to call them shambles rock 'n' roll
And given their chance to shine
They blow it every time
But I've got a feeling
They don't really mind
'Cause they're an indiecompetent band
Yet to acquire any fans
Playing to empty halls
No one's watching but they're giving their all
It's the same in the US, Europe or Japan
All over the world bass and guitar in hand
And back in the UK
Our heroes flail away
Rush through the rehearsal
To get down the pub
'Cause they're an indiecompetent band
Completely bereft of any plan
Third support at the club
No one's listening but they're playing for love
They're an indiecompetent band
Sadly bereft of any plan
Third support at the club
No one's watching but they're playing for love
They're an indiecompetent band
They may be no-hopers but I'm a fan
Playing to empty halls
I'll be listening while they're giving their all
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Rows
01:46
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Rows and rows of hired cars
Soon will fill with TV stars
Departing from tonight's awards
Some have won, some have got their just deserts
For what it's worth
And what it's worth
Is fame
Rows and rows of hired cars
Will soon be full of music stars
Scanning through the streaming charts
To see who's won and see who's got their just deserts
For what it's worth
And what it's worth
Is wealth
It's not a competition
It's not about rank and recognition
Just write, and paint, and act, and sing
Rows and rows of would be stars
Audition for the talent show
Built up, knocked down, sucked in, spat out
Fodder for the judges desperate for the work
To boost their worth
Is that really all you're worth?
It's not a competition
It's not about rank and chart position
Just act, and paint, and dance, and sing
Just write, and play, and try to sing
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Node
07:27
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Solitary in space and time
We're drifting through each other's lives
Every thought you've had's online
But I don't know you at all
All the world a virtual stage
You're only data, a sale to make
Sign up, log on, to have your say
To claim your prize opt in today
The best of times, the worst of times
No middle ground and no compromise
There's only profit in extremes
Let us become the stuff of your dreams
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Wickham
04:02
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Man Of Arun Horsham, UK
I am somewhat terrified at the thought that so much hideous and bad music may be put on record forever.
Arthur Sullivan 1888
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