Rats & Swans
by Science Made Us Robots
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Don't wait for faith to bring you things just walk your line,
Don't be submissive, until you’ve really tried,
Don’t give up getting, until you’ve nothing left,
If you’re not trying then you’re halfway dead.
Mister, your head’s in the way,
It’s a real bad start to a, good day.
Mister, your head’s in the way,
It’s a real bad start to a, good day.
Get up
No
Get up
No
Get up
No
Get up
No
Get up
What
Get up
What
Don’t be forgiving until you’re satisfied,
Don’t be placated only to save your pride,
Don’t be an fucker cause you know you can but,
Don’t give up your fight till the bitter end.
Mister, your head’s in the way,
It’s a real bad start to a, good day.
Mister, your head’s in the way,
It’s a real bad start to a, good day.
Mister, your head’s in the way,
It’s a real bad start to a, good day.
Mister, your head’s in the way,
It’s a real bad start to a, good day.
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Our Way
01:51
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Power and right, well you’ve got to fight, ’cause your life’s not based on trust,
You’re never gonna see what I believe if you can’t get past first impressions,
And I don’t know why your heart’s so cold and your head’s so old and your body’s just sold,
I don’t care and I’m not guessing...
Living it right, living it wrong,
We only do things our way.
Living it right, living it wrong,
We only do things our way.
Oh please, please listen to these words that I’ve got to say,
You back things up and you justify, it seems you’ve got the time to try,
And put me down, maintain your crown, keep your charade in place,
Your life’s a facade my friend, I haven’t got the time to waste…
Living it right, living it wrong,
We only do things our way.
Living it right, living it wrong,
We only do things our way.
For the team, I will not rest,
until your dead heart sees things our way.
Living it right, living it wrong,
We only do things our way.
Living it right, living it wrong,
We only do things our way.
Living it right, living it wrong,
We only do things our way.
Living it right, living it wrong,
We only do things our way.
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Engage & Forget December
01:54
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The dancehall walls are black and the fuckers would tear your skin wide open,
For the strength that you’re displaying,
You’re numb, deformed and fucked, alive, inside, the pain, it’s bright
The only thing we’ll see tonight.
If you want to hurt again then I don’t want to try,
Engage & forget December,
I will not just sleep forever.
The boys act different now but underneath their heart’s the same
Fight or flight? A guessing game.
Well if you’re gonna leave here with someone tonight you’ve got to try and talk.
You’re fucked.
And don’t ever forget it.
If you want to hurt again then I don’t want to try,
Engage & forget December,
I will not just sleep forever.
We learn to fall, or stand our ground...
We learn to fall.
We learn to fall, or stand our ground...
We learn to fall.
If you want to hurt again then I don’t want to try,
Engage & forget December,
I will not just sleep forever.
Engage & forget December,
I will not just sleep forever.
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What Went Wrong?
01:51
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We’re standing still here, because the time has died for enterprise,
We’re pacified and full of lies, hearts inside.
Reaction is conceding but the rhetoric’s still breathing,
We, all, tried.
Yes the city took it’s hostages but nobody stood guard,
While aspiring to comfort left the population charged, with energy, to believe, in a life more ordinary.
Oh Father, what went wrong?
We’re still standing but the reasoning is long gone.
Oh Mother, what went wrong?
We’re still standing but the reasoning is long gone.
We are not, wrong, standing up strong,
Empathy is visually pleasing,
Hate, is, a wonderful thing,
What can it bring to me when I sing,
Fashions are just temporary
Oh Father, what went wrong?
We’re still standing but the reasoning is long gone.
Oh Mother, what went wrong?
We’re still standing but the reasoning is long gone.
Why did it,
Die so young?
Oh Father, what went wrong?
We’re still standing but the reasoning is long gone.
Oh Mother, what went wrong?
We’re still standing but the reasoning is long gone.
Why did it,
Die so young?
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When the lights go down in the underground and the rats are kings again,
When the Tower Bridge’s final swing sinks her into the Thames.
2000 year foundations built on fire and piss and rage.
When your cities burn, then the luxury of empire quickly fades.
What did you do with the city debt, just look the other way?
And I think you’ll find, these gears won’t grind, with the price you make us pay.
When the ship goes down, and it will go down, the captain must remain,
Cause the crew will stand on guard until he’s dead,
And then the band will play...
When the ravens fly on an acrid sky and the king loses his head,
And the 134 can roll no more through Camden’s living dead.
When you’ve gentrified from Mayfair to Old Kent Road don’t pretend,
Your heart’s an English rose, because we’ve all seen shit ascend.
What did you do with the city debt, just look the other way?
And I think you’ll find, these gears won’t grind, with the price you make us pay.
When the ship goes down, and it will go down, the captain must remain,
Cause the crew will stand on guard until he’s dead,
And then the band will play…
What did you do with the city debt, just look the other way?
And I think you’ll find, these gears won’t grind, with the price you make us pay.
When the ship goes down, and it will go down, the captain must remain,
Cause the crew will stand on guard until he’s dead,
And then the band will play...
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Well it's okay, to be a little hesitant until you're assimilated by the crowd.
And it's alright, to miss the perfect little nothingness of knowing every face in your old town.
Did you leave to find somewhere you wouldn't be ignored?
Only to find, there's no one out there anymore.
And yes it's fine, to stop and think before you answer, but don't take to long or nobody will care.
And yes indeed, no matter where you are, you'll need, so don't be lonely all your life to be elsewhere.
Did you leave to find somewhere you wouldn't be ignored?
Only to find, there's no one out there anymore.
Well you can take my heart straight to hell and serve the ashes to the people of that town.
And you can take my soul to the grave and give them hope as they burn that fucker down.
Well it's okay, to be a little hesitant until you're assimilated by the crowd.
And it's alright, to miss the perfect little nothingness of knowing every face in your old town.
Did you leave to find somewhere you wouldn't be ignored?
Only to find, there's no one out there anymore.
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Fire In My Heart
02:34
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Another opportunity here to rebuild me, isn’t this how every new year starts?
Oh it seems that every day, we’ve got nothing new to say so let’s live this year with fire in our hearts.
No these days aren’t kind to us, while we live in resignation,
That our fates are sealed beyond the control of our aspirations,
If we ever move in action to our feet,
We‘ll be standing like lions in the street.
My days aren’t done and I’ve got something to say,
This time I plan to stand tall.
I believe in the same things I’ve believed all my life,
and I’ll live this year with fire in my heart.
No the nights don’t give us peace, because we dream too much for sleep
But the long procrastination, only leaves us incomplete.
I know that when I die, I’ll die off beat,
Cause losers only lose when they compete.
My days aren’t done and I’ve got something to say,
This time I plan to stand tall.
I believe in the same things I’ve believed all my life,
and I’ll live this year with fire in my heart.
No our years won’t write a story that deserves any narration,
While we spend our days complacently in selfish medication,
Between the introduction and the six foot deep,
There’s a spirit and a rhythm to the hard concrete.
My days aren’t done and I’ve got something to say,
This time I plan to stand tall.
I believe in the same things I’ve believed all my life,
and I’ll live this year with fire in my heart.
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Turn To Hate
01:12
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All the great ones die like suns exploding in the sky, while all the bastards burn in fire.
The residue just want to do enough to get them through, and just follow who shines brighter.
Give me something to cling to, cause the world’s too fucking grey.
There's a limit to the shit you'll eat, and then you'll turn to hate.
All the true hearts need a lot less than you would believe, to keep the bodies from the ceiling.
Here's to all the flakes that only know to imitate, like a shadow disappearing.
Give me something to cling to, cause the world’s too fucking grey.
There's a limit to the shit you'll eat, and then you'll turn to hate.
Give me something to cling to, cause the world’s too fucking grey.
There's a limit to the shit you'll eat, and then you'll turn to hate.
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Into The Avenue
01:58
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Knot your insides, and tighten up.
Insanity is fighting with the ticking clock.
Too much attention, and tribulation, only makes you focus on the indignation.
No, never, don’t ever let yourself, turn, back, into the avenue.
No, never, don’t ever let yourself, turn, back, into the avenue.
Sometimes you find yourself, fused like a bomb, and it seems you can’t remember when you last went off.
Well, all of this aggression, it comes from tension.
Too much keeping inside all the things you should have mentioned.
No, never, don’t ever let yourself, turn, back, into the avenue.
No, never, don’t ever let yourself, turn, back, into the avenue.
Knot your insides, and tighten up.
Insanity is fighting with the ticking clock.
Well, all of this aggression, it comes from tension.
Too much keeping inside all the things you should have mentioned.
No, never, don’t ever let yourself, turn, back, into the avenue.
No, never, don’t ever let yourself, turn, back, into the avenue.
I can’t find my way.
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Keep Me Stupid
01:55
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I don’t want to be anything when I grow up, So knock me down and rip me off.
I won’t live in fear of inadequacy here.
Just don’t tell my mother, that I’m going under.
Keep me stupid till I die of old age.
I’m happy cause there’s no better choice.
Keep me stupid till I die of old age.
Never anything, worth anything.
I don’t want to be anything when I break down, and I’ll break down, because we all break down.
I don’t need your rules to put my life on trial.
I’ll reinvent until the closing mile.
Keep me stupid till I die of old age
I’m happy cause there’s no better choice
Keep me stupid till I die of old age,
Never anything, worth anything.
I don’t want to be anything that I am sold, cause getting sold is getting told,
What’s the point in being someone else’s human being?
Lying to yourself is cheating.
I don’t want to be anything when I am dead, my epitaph can be unread.
I won’t live in hope, that my strength will carry through.
You’ll get what I can give, as long as I stay true.
Keep me stupid till I die of old age
I’m happy cause there’s no better choice
Keep me stupid till I die of old age,
Never anything, worth anything.
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Blue From All The Stress
02:06
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This stool seats the government and this stool sits police,
This stool seats the reverend, when he's not on his knees,
This stool seats the nurses and this one's for those who teach,
The rest of us can wait until this room is finally free.
I would break for you,
If you'd have me do the things you need, to make your time a little easy on the lines, your forehead gets, when you get old and blue from all the stress.
This pulpit’s where the judge hides when he needs your sympathy,
This cupboard’s where your manager can cry away his grief,
Being force-fed all this bull-shit should have rot away your teeth,
Aren’t you sick of all the dogma no one thought that you’d believe?
I would break for you,
If you'd have me do the things you need, to make your time a little easy on the lines, your forehead gets, when you get old and blue from all the stress.
I won't turn the lights down till I’m sure there’s nothing wrong,
And I won't cause a scene when you tell me go to home,
just keep me in your mind, like fluorescence on the pond,
When the lightning strikes and the all the rats are woken with the swans,
Oh, my mind is like a sewer flowing to the sea,
And I only make believe when it is time to leave reality.
Please steer my ship to land, by good hope against the waves,
Before we’re broke apart and marching to our graves.
I would break for you,
If you'd have me do the things you need, to make your time a little easy on the lines, your forehead gets, when you get old and blue from all the stress.
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Nowhere Fast
02:31
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Please don’t wait for me to change before you make your move,
I’m stuck between the job and the grave, and I didn’t expect this time with you.
Think it’s easy to abandon everything you know?
We’re comfortably numb, just getting fat and giving up.
My education was the system that stopped me from thinking,
The hangovers are the only things that stop me drinking,
I don’t think there’s anything, could stop me sinking,
and I’m getting old.
Now I’m no-one, doing nothing, knowing nobody and going nowhere fast.
Now I’m no-one, doing nothing, knowing nobody and going nowhere fast.
I was supposed to change the world with my ideas and take part,
And now I find I’m 35 and I never even made a start,
I used to count the minutes up and now I’m counting down,
Seems I’ve lost direction, a small face in a smaller town.
My education was the system that stopped me from thinking,
The hangovers are the only things that stop me drinking,
I don’t think there’s anything, could stop me sinking,
and I’m getting old.
Now I’m no-one, doing nothing, knowing nobody and going nowhere fast.
Now I’m no-one, doing nothing, knowing nobody and going nowhere fast.
Enemy, Enemy, Enemy, Enemy, I don’t want to know.
Enemy, Enemy, Enemy, Enemy, I don’t want to know.
My education was the system that stopped me from thinking,
The hangovers are the only things that stop me drinking,
I don’t think there’s anything, could stop me sinking,
and I’m getting old.
Now I’m no-one, doing nothing, knowing nobody and going nowhere fast.
Now I’m no-one, doing nothing, knowing nobody and going nowhere fast.
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All I Do
02:24
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Well I've been sleeping through the night,
But I keep waking up the same,
To see the light on in the basement,
And no-one but me to blame,
If theres a conscience that can wake me,
From the slumber and the grief,
Then pick the sword up, cock the hammer
and please let my body sleep well.
What would you ask yourself? If you could ask yourself…
What would you ask yourself? If you could ask yourself…
What would you ask yourself? If you could ask yourself…
If you could ask yourself…
All I do is never good enough,
I would gladly change if I thought you’d give a fuck,
All I do is never good enough,
Well you’re out of luck.
So from the bitterness and emptiness,
It seems that I've been saved,
Cause the eye of this great storm
Is staring at the hurricane,
If you'd forgive me for my sins,
You'd be a step beyond the line,
But that's okay cause I've been standing here
For a long fucking time.
What would you ask yourself? If you could ask yourself…
What would you ask yourself? If you could ask yourself…
What would you ask yourself? If you could ask yourself…
If you could ask yourself…
All I do is never good enough,
I would gladly change if I thought you’d give a fuck,
All I do is never good enough,
Well you’re out of luck.
All I do is never good enough,
I would gladly change if I thought you’d give a fuck,
All I do is never good enough,
Well you’re out of luck.
It seems that all I do is never good enough,
I would gladly change if I thought you’d give a fuck,
All I do is never good enough,
It seems you’re out of luck.
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about
UK punk band Science Made Us Robots debut album, recorded Nov 2013 - April 2014.
credits
released May 3, 2014
Paul Galinsky - Drums, Bass, Vocals
Fin Ferrol - Guitars, Vocals
Daly George - Produced, Engineered, Mixed and Mastered
Artwork - Paul & Fin
Paul Galinsky - Drums, Bass, Vocals
Fin Ferrol - Guitars, Vocals
Daly George - Produced, Engineered, Mixed and Mastered
Artwork - Paul & Fin
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