A Nasty Piece Of Work LP (Full Session)

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Welly: Vocals
Jon: Guitar
Hairy: Bass
Will: Drums

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released February 4, 1998

Lyrics: Welly
Music: Four Letter Word
Except: Track 13 Part 2
Design: Welly
Recorded by: Frankie Stubbs

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Four Letter Word Cardiff, UK

Punk rock band formed in 1991 in Cardiff, U.K. Released debut EP in 1995, debut album in 1998 on BYO Records. Toured U.S./Canada in 1998. Released second album on BYO in 1999 before Trade Mark issues with the first of many name claimers. FLW fought and won and soldiered on releasing two further albums and a handful of EPs, toured the U.S. again, before in 2011 they called it a day after 20 years. ... more

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Track Name: Sleight Of Hand
SLEIGHT OF HAND

Am I fair in my assumption
That we're all merited by our consumption
And the people of this land
Are kept controlled by sleight of hand?

Do you expect me to believe
That they're all worth what they receive
And that we can all walk free
As long as we're content in our apathy
Well I'll tell you one thing straight
There are some of us who don't take the bait
We don't shake, cough or twitch
At the thought of acting like the rich
Sleight of hand

Am I fair in my assumption
That we're all merited by our consumption
And the people of this land
Are kept controlled by sleight of hand?

The great magician takes centre stage
His true intentions are hard to gauge
You watch his eyes while he splits the pack
But you don't see the ace behind his back
He moves his hands and your view is barred
As he asks you to choose another card
And while you're still gazing at his face
He reaches 'round and he grabs the ace
Sleight of hand

Am I fair in my assumption
That we're all merited by our consumption
And the people of this land
Are kept controlled by sleight of hand?

The necessary illusions expand apace
To keep us indifferent and in our place
We don't understand or comprehend
Who it is or what they intend
So we ask of them to leave us be
With our beer and smokes and shit TV
The place where things aren't what they seem
Forget your life, embrace our dream
Sleight of hand
Track Name: Easier Said Than Done
EASIER SAID THAN DONE

The mouth is mightier than the pen
So what if I screwed up again
So little time, so much to do
The end is nigh, this much ain't true
For every one that wants to succeed
A hundred more try to impede
The progress of the troubled few
Who've got better things to do

It's easier said than done
From webs of lies great tales are spun
It's easier said than done
From webs of lies great tales are spun
It's easier said than done
So much easier said than done

With baited breath and out of sight
The huddled critics eyes indict
They bide their time with childrens games
Then creep to pick at the remains
Their methods always beg the question
Of how they don't get indigestion
On all the beliefs that they espouse
Scooping bullshit hand to mouth

It's easier said than done
From webs of lies great tales are spun
It's easier said than done
From webs of lies great tales are spun
It's easier said than done
So much easier said than done

The hate filled venom they invent
Don't fan the flames of discontent
Cuz they're just pissing on the shrine
Not casting pearls before the swine

It's easier said than done
From webs of lies great tales are spun
It's easier said than done
From webs of lies great tales are spun
It's easier said than done
So much easier said than done
Track Name: Rich White Ghetto
RICH WHITE GHETTO

Take a ride through the rich white ghetto and see things how they really are
Forget Rio and Soweto, here the poor only have one car
There's no children in the rich white ghetto, everyday the old folks mourn
Picket fences and the stench of Dettol, a thousand hoses douse a thousand lawns
The pigs don't go to the rich white ghetto, for curtain twitchers police themselves
They sit and watch the dust mites settle on the books upon the shelves

Let's go down to the rich white ghetto, where the cars look better upside down
Let's go down to the rich white ghetto, on the other side of town
Let's go down to the rich white ghetto, show the hatred that they spawn
Let's go down to the rich white ghetto, pour asphalt on their lawns
Let's go down to the rich white ghetto, let's go down to the rich white ghetto
Blasting punk, hardcore and metal, let's go down to the rich white ghetto

Surveillance cameras, electric fences
The silence relieves you of your senses
Double garages, gravelled drives
The products of successful lives
Stockpiled freezers, satellite TV
Soap opera land in 3D
Hybrid flowers, imported turf
A living TV hell on earth

Let's go down to the rich white ghetto, let's go down to the rich white ghetto
Blasting punk, hardcore and metal, let's go down to the rich white ghetto
Rich white ghetto

Let's go down to the rich white ghetto, let's go down to the rich white ghetto
Let's go down to the rich white ghetto, let's go down to the rich white ghetto
Let's go down to the rich white ghetto, let's go down to the rich white ghetto
Let's go down to the rich white ghetto, let's go down to the rich white ghetto
Track Name: Chemical Sunrise
CHEMICAL SUNRISE

Don't the sky look beautiful today
What you can't see doesn't hurt you
Poison clouds conceal the real decay
Whatever you do don't look behind you
It paints a picture so serene
To watch the orange turn to green
Just like an image from a dream
Paint by numbers with no key
Wash your brushes in the sea
Impressionism via industry

Avert your eyes, it's no surprise
The sky's disguised to hide the chemical sunrise
Don't you forget, it's not over yet
Why do we let them paint a chemical sunset

Don't the sky look beautiful tonight
Smog reflects the light around you
Two lovers kiss beneath the stale moonlight
But things are dieing all around you
It's not a trick of the light
That makes the sun burn so bright
It's that we exercise our right
Bring the oceans to the boil
Mix in well the broken soil
You're free to paint your landscape in oil
Avert your eyes, it's no surprise
The sky's disguised to hide the chemical sunrise
Don't you forget, it's not over yet
Why do we let them paint a chemical sunset

Cars and planes and boats and trains
Factories and profit gains
Will bring the onset of the rains
Global schemes and big machines
Will send us well beyond our means
More than science fiction future dreams

Don't you forget, it's not over yet
Why do we let them paint a chemical sunset
Avert your eyes, it's no surprise
The sky's disguised to hide the chemical sunrise
Track Name: Fundamentally Flawed
FUNDAMENTALLY FLAWED

Everything I do is fundamentally flawed
Never realise it 'til the other team's scored
Spend my whole life dwelling in regret
Cuz I only see the truth in retrospect
Find it real hard to admit I'm wrong
So don't you dare criticise this song
Or you're gonna find me swingin' from the cord
Cuz everything I do is fundamentally flawed

Fundamentally, fundamentally, fundamentally, fundamentally
Fundamentally, fundamentally, fundamentally... flawed

Everything I do is fundamentally flawed
Can't ever get up for falling on my sword
Just can't ever seem to get the knack
One step forward's always two steps back
I always check the blindfold before I jump
Come and pay homage at the city dump
Don't step inside my mental ward
Cuz everything I do is fundamentally flawed

Fundamentally, fundamentally, fundamentally, fundamentally
Fundamentally, fundamentally, fundamentally...

Everything I do is fundamentally flawed
Too busy talkin' to be ignored
I'm always right even when I'm wrong
Just what the fuck is going on
There's a point in life I think I missed
But if I went and died I wouldn't exist
I won't leave no reason to be deplored
Cuz everything I do is fundamentally flawed!
Track Name: The Gunpowder Plot
THE GUNPOWDER PLOT

Men of straw in a house of cards
Secret police and security guards
Hide the truth behind closed doors
Of complex lies and splendid wars
And remote control media facades
The yes men agreed and obeyed
To Mr. Cowards moral crusade
They blame the problem they create
Distort the facts and legislate
And dream of all the money they've made

We need another gunpowder plot
Blow their cover, expose the lot
Avenge for all the lies
And blow them to the skies
See the whites of their eyes
Gunpowder plot
Gunpowder plot, gunpowder plot
We need another gunpowder plot, oh yeah

The best laid plans of mice and men
Are tucked away inside number ten
The rats don't leave a sinking ship
They increase the membership
Cover up and do it again
Your wallet dictates who you elect
For that's where you keep your intellect
Another shift to the right
Middle class, male and white
You're the ones that it don't affect

We need another gunpowder plot
Blow their cover, expose the lot
Avenge for all the lies
And blow them to the skies
See the whites of their eyes
Gunpowder plot
Gunpowder plot, gunpowder plot
We need another gunpowder plot, oh yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Gunpowder plot
Track Name: Departure
DEPARTURE

Whilst driving backwards through the days
I tried to focus but the window was glazed
I wiped the moisture with my sleeve
And saw more clearly what I'd retrieved
A streetlight hit the curve of the screen
Obscuring for a moment what I thought I'd seen
And then it hit me from the dark
This was the place that had left it's mark

As I stepped out into the rain
I could hear the clatter of the night's last train
Saw the headlights on the hill
A cat seeking sanctum on a windowsill
I struck a light, turned from the wet
Tasted the warmth from the cigarette
But something didn't seem quite the same
As I walked on that winter's night Unsheltered from the rain

The transaction was arranged
And the faces had been changed
Leaving me myself estranged
In this departure
There was something that it lacked
That was lost in the retract
Somewhere after the fact
In greener pasture

There was something undisclosed
Apart from the fact that the seasons were opposed
The salad days and summer sun
Had long since departed as so many had done
New kids, lived in this neighbourhood
And the kids I knew lived in adulthood
Flown the coop their separate ways
And left me stranded with this malaise

The transaction was arranged
And the faces had been changed
Leaving me myself estranged
In this departure
There was something that it lacked
That was lost in the retract
Somewhere after the fact
In greener pasture
The transaction was arranged
And the faces had been changed
Leaving me myself estranged
In this departure
There was something that it lacked
That was lost in the retract
Somewhere after the fact
In greener pasture
Track Name: Nothing To Offer
NOTHING TO OFFER

Idle hands but busy mouthes
Heading north but walking south
Criticise so resolute
But nothing more to contribute
From little seeds great gardens grow
But bitter weeds are all you sow
Try so hard to invest
While you just get it off your chest

You offer nothing, you get nothing in return
You offer nothing and you'll never learn
Just offer everything you've got
It may not be a whole damn lot
But offer nothing There's no reason for concern
And if you don't demand respect
Then what the fuck do you expect
You offer nothing, you get nothing in return

So what have you to donate
When all you do is to negate
Let's try a little activity
If nothing more to convince me
If you've got nothing good to say
Then don't just say it anyway
Merit creativity
Nothing grows from jealousy

You offer nothing, you get nothing in return
You offer nothing and you'll never learn
Just offer everything you've got
It may not be a whole damn lot
But offer nothing
There's no reason for concern
And if you don't demand respect
Then what the fuck do you expect
You offer nothing, you get nothing in return

Thoughts that glow and words that burn
No deposit, no return
Let's do more than just complain
And our efforts might not be in vain
You wear your heart upon your sleeve
But little more has been achieved
You reap awards when you create
Don't consume, participate

You offer nothing, you get nothing in return
You offer nothing and you'll never learn
Just offer everything you've got
It may not be a whole damn lot
But offer nothing
There's no reason for concern
And if you don't demand respect
Then what the fuck do you expect
You offer nothing, you get nothing in return

You offer nothing, you offer nothing, you offer nothing, you offer nothing
You offer nothing, you offer nothing, you offer nothing
You get nothing in, nothing in return
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing in return
Track Name: Do You Feel Lucky, Punk?
DO YOU FEEL LUCKY, PUNK?

Do you feel lucky, punk?
When you're pissing and moaning and getting drunk
Does it feel fortunate, that you can afford to be down on your luck?

Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost

Do you feel lucky, punk?
When you're living in shit and banging up junk
Does it satisfy, that there are those out there who don't choose how they die
Yeah, the whole world's corrupt, but that doesn't mean you can self-destruct
Take nothing for granted, utilise providence to your advantage

Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Appreciate the cost, appreciate the cost

Do you feel lucky, punk?
When you're pissing and moaning and getting drunk
Does it feel fortunate, that you can afford to be down on your luck?

Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Turn in, drop out, get lost, appreciate the cost
Track Name: Shelf Life
SHELF LIFE

I hear a murmur ride the cold blue skies
It echoes past then on the breeze it dies
From a distant yard comes the time bell toll
And autumn's silence calls the honour roll
Then the past floods in, and the thoughts well up
Oh, we all so wanted to be grown up
For the echoing chaos of the boys and girls
Is little more than practice for the adult world

What will become, become of them
They can't be more than nine or ten
What will it hold, the future I mean
I already dislike the little I've seen
What will become, become of them
They can't be more than nine or ten
What will it hold, the future I mean
I already dislike the little I've seen

Stumble drunk, in the park
A strange scary safety envelopes you in the dark
Study the skies, a blackened page
I know little more now I'm twice the fucking age
Shadows dance upon the wall
Last impressions linger before they fall
Just like the souls who came and went
Their time with me seemed quickly spent

So what became, became of you
Became of them, what do they now do
What became, what became, what became of me
We were too busy living to stop and see
So what became, became of you
Became of them, what do they now do
What became, what became, what became of me
We were too busy living to stop and see

A ring-a-ring, as thick as thieves
A pocket full of complexities
We argue an issue
We all fall down
What will become, what will become
A ring-a-ring, as thick as thieves
A pocket full of complexities
We argue an issue
We all fall down
We are falling down, we are falling down
Falling down, falling down, falling down, falling down
Track Name: Can You Hear The Words?
CAN YOU HEAR THE WORDS?

Gesticulate, express, dictate
From poverty to church and state
Just make sure your rips are straight
Three chords in and punch the air
Fashion shirt'n'spiked up hair
Message? Do you really care?
To unsettle and scare 'em
You spike, rip and tear 'em
If the boots fit you wear 'em
Entertainment for the mass
Punk rock's fallen on it's arse
A youthclub for the middle class
Entertainment for the mass
Punk rock's fallen on it's arse
A playground for the middle class

Can you hear the words? x8

Is the tempo or the image right?
A soundtrack to which you can fight?
Or somewhere to drink on Friday night?
Punk belief or drunk relief?
The spanner's caught up in the teeth
Teenage phase? Where's the beef?
Vegan straight edge action man
Where d'you fit in the masterplan?
You're nothing more than a music fan
The dancing makes you feel alive
Forget your problems as you dive
An office job when you're twenty five
I know all this may sound absurd
But of all the songs you ever heard
Did you only ever learn the swear words?

Can you hear the words? x8

Blah blah power blah blah government
Blah blah death blah blah famine
Blah blah pain blah blah starvation
Blah blah hate blah blah injustice
Blah blah corporation blah blah war
Blah blah system blah blah disease
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Track Name: Call Off The Dogs
CALL OFF THE DOGS

Call off the dogs I say now, call off the dogs
There's only so many pints of blood, so call off your dogs
Like I said there's nothin' doin', and you say the same to me
Time and time and time again, there's nowt to do for free
The only time we add up is to promptly take away
Incurring debts without safety nets, try to keep the dogs at bay

Call off the dogs I say now, call off the dogs
There's only so many pints of blood, so call off your dogs
Like he said there's nothin' doin', and she turned the other cheek
No amount of sense, can make eighty five pence last another fuckin' week
They sit, they wait, they ponder, but no amount of thought
Can buy, disguise or materialise, the things that can't be bought

Call off the dogs I say now, call off the dogs
There's only so many pounds of flesh, so call off your dogs
And still there's nothin' doin', but we've only ourselves to blame
Abolish job search and bring back the birch, but who's gonna make a fresh claim?
So if you want your fuckin' bounty, you can take it out of my shit
After all I'm a yob and I ain't got a job, and if I did I'd quit

Keep your wolves from my door, keep your wolves from my door
Call off the dogs I say now, call off the dogs
You can keep your fuckin' handouts, but just call off your dogs
Call off the dogs I say now, call off the dogs
If we ain't fuckin' got it you can't fuckin' have it, so call off your dogs
Track Name: Signing Off | Six Pack (Black Flag)
SIGNING OFF

This permanent absconder
Who flew alone to the wild blue yonder
With an ultimate request not to return
Absent without leave
Knew what was to be achieved
Not forward or reverse but crash and burn

Can you hear me?
I still walk in this machine
With others near me
I can talk and I can dream
Too much incentive
For me to sit down and recite
Just be inventive
And don't lose the fight
Don't lose the fight

There's more to falling foul
Than throwing in the towel
You don't know if you'll win unless you've tried
Perpetual exclusion
Don't see the plot to it's conclusion
And there's no fucking sense in suicide

Can you hear me?
I still walk in this machine
With others near me
I can talk and I can dream
Too much incentive
For me to sit down and recite
Just be inventive
And don't lose the fight
Don't lose the fight

Wrappers, bags and crap, sit in the breeze and flap
On a city dump miles from home
Battered, ripped and rotten, discarded and forgotten
They listen to the distance all alone
Alone, all alone, all alone, all alone
Alone, all alone, all alone, all alone

Can you hear me?
I still walk in this machine
With others near me
I can talk and I can dream
Too much incentive
For me to sit down and recite
Just be inventive
And don't lose the fight
Don't lose the fight, don't lose the fight
Track Name: Access Denied (Session Bonus | 7" B-Side)
ACCESS DENIED

There's no opportunity, there's no success
There's only greedy people who protect their interests
There's no way in unless your family owns the key
My parents have fuck all where's that leave me?

Access denied, it's all cut and dried
Your future's foretold when your time's bought and sold
Access, access, access, denied, denied, denied, denied
Access denied, denied

You give all your time to the forty year production line
You hate every day you're wishing away
They beat you hands down, you work yourself into the ground
Surplus to requirements, forced into retirement

Access denied, it's all cut and dried
Your future's foretold when your time's bought and sold
Access, access, access, denied, denied, denied, denied
Access denied, denied

You give 'em your best years for fake plastic gestures
And what's your reward? A bed in the heart ward
Then they house you like rats in retirement flats
The obsolete trash of the poor working class

Access denied, it's all cut and dried
Your future's foretold when your time's bought and sold
Access, access, access, denied, denied, denied, denied
Access denied, denied
Access denied, access denied