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Big In Spain
04:00
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Big in Spain
We can sing and play a little bit for you.
We can write a nice song for you to dance to
Share a tune or two on our Facebook page
We can beg for you to listen to us
We can promise what you hear will sound good
We can share our songs til we’re blue in the face
Pre-chorus
We may
not be big in our hometown
We may
not be big in our Street
Chorus
But we’re Big in Spain
Yeah we’re Big in Spain
You might not like the songs we did
but we’re massive in Madrid
We’re not that big in Mexico
We have a few fans back in Tokyo
We don’t mind - let me explain
It’s all good - Cos we’re big in Spain
What if we changed and sung a little bit of punk rock
country music or maybe some punk-pop
Maybe get some likes.
then again we won’t
What can we do to make our songs sound special
Follow trends or sell our souls to the devil
We can change our hair
and change our clothes
Pre-chorus
We may,
not be big in our hometown
We may,
not be big in our Street
Chorus
But we’re Big in Spain
Yeah we’re Big in Spain
You might not like the songs we did
but we’re massive in Madrid
We’re not that big in Mexico
We have a few fans back in Tokyo
We don’t mind - let me explain
It’s all good - Cos we’re big in Spain
But we’re Big in Spain
Yeah we’re Big in Spain
You might not like the songs we did
but we’re massive in Madrid
We’re not that big in Mexico
We have a few fans back in Tokyo
We don’t mind - let me explain
It’s all good - Cos we’re big in Spain
But we’re Big in Spain
Yeah we’re Big in Spain
You might not like the songs we did
but we’re massive in Madrid
We may not be what you fancy
But we’re huge in Alicante
We don’t mind - let me explain It’s all good - Cos we’re big in Spain
So if you have some time to kill
Come over and see us in Seville
We don’t mind - let me explain It’s all good - Cos we’re big in Spain
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2. |
Mister Average
03:07
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3. |
Ode To Sleep
03:44
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4. |
Lucky Day
03:18
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ou know I’ve got no pride
I’m never satisfied
Gimme a gospel choir on high
To sing the songs I love
Perhaps some Morrissey or maybe "hand in glove". Oh god.
What has he said this time
He’s let me down again
I’ll give him one more chance to try
to sing a better song, one that he can’t get wrong, goodbye
But for now
I’ll Take it on the chin
Throwing caution to the wind
To have it thrown back in my face again
when i finally get a win
I’m gonna rub it in your smiling face
I thought I’d have more luck
than I seem to have. I have a waving cat and I
haven’t smashed a mirror in quite a while I keep my umbrella down inside.
When will it turn my way
Oh god I hope and pray that my lucky day is soon.
And when it comes around
I’m gonna strap it down im gonna ride it to the moon
But for now
I’ll Take it on the chin
Throwing caution to the wind
To have it thrown back in my face again
when I finally get a win
I’m gonna rub it in your smiling face
Bridge
I’ve been rumbled I’ve been caught
when my backs against the wall
if I’m not in hell then I must be on my way
I’m just watching words go by behind the karaoke guy
he’s bad but at least he might be good some day
but for now
’I’ll Take it on the chin
Throwing caution to the wind
Just have it thrown back in my face again
And when I finally get a win
I’m gonna rub it in your smiling face
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5. |
Parade
03:30
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Shaken up Thrown around
Takes its toll And brings me down
Stick em up, Hear that sound
Beaten up and Kicked around
Fallen fools and stupid clowns
Hanging up My golden crown
Diving in and nearly drowned
On the run and Gone to ground
Blaze of glory, battered streets
Hometown victims, at my feet
Blood red skies and a cold steel rain
Storm clouds gather on my parade
Cola red Pepsi blue
All for me and none for you
I am a rock and so are you
But Give me sounds of silence too
One step forward
take two back
Give myself a heart attack
I don’t care if I get the sack
My hair is grey and I’m in the black
Strength and sorrow on a death bound train
Crosses borrowed drive me insane
I believe in faith but not in Cain
I know I’m able to enjoy the pain
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6. |
Monochrome
03:46
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I scratched her name deep in my arm
with a rusty nail from a broken fireplace
And I look up to the clouds
To see them burst apart
and rain right in my face
I see a million tiny lights
They’re shining way up high
And guiding me on my way home
Home to another fight
With the love of my life
A life that’s filled with monochrome and
All I wanted
all I wanted
For my teenage self
With my teenage hell
Was Something to believe in
somewhere I could fit in
And it’s gone
it’s gone
I think I hear suspicious minds
hurting me inside
From the radio
that’s playing in my brain
Oh King please shine your light
And Break these chains tonight
Elvis make it right
and make me whole again
Monochrome
I’m On my own
I’m all alone
Again
Monochrome
I’m On my own
I’m all alone
Again
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7. |
Direct Hit!
03:12
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Did she give you her number
Were You were glad all over
Just like the Dave Clark Five
Comfy as old pullover
Did she promise you something?
something that I can’t give?
I don’t wanna be that girl
Or maybe I just can’t forgive
am I right? Is that it?
Is it because, I can’t commit?
Yes you are right, That is it
I cannot lie, You scored a direct hit
I heard you sang karaoke
Tell me what is up with that?
you dont like AC/DC
And now you’re singing back in black
Are you trying to tell me something?
I only like songs from the eighties
But you sang a Beyoncé song
The one about the single ladies
am I right? Is that it?
Is it because, I can’t commit?
Yes you are right, That is it
I cannot lie, You scored a direct hit
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The Princess & The Punk
03:35
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9. |
Day of the Dead
03:20
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She’s A tsunami, a drowning wave
An earthquake looking for a place to shake
She’s A radioactive rattlesnake
I don’t know which way to go
She’s All kinds of satisfaction
A chemical chain reaction
A virus of death looking for some action
I don’t know which way to go
I’m living In the day of the dead
My life is hanging by a thread
She brings me joy and she brings me dread
I don’t which way to go
She’s the first of seven wonders
Lightning bolts and heavy thunder
An avalanche that drags me under
I dont know which way to go
She’s a terminal Fever but I need her
I keep looking for a reason to leave her
I’m a doubter and a believer
I don’t know which way to go
She’s sin and she’s a pleasure
a ray of sun in cloudy weather
She’s wearing lace and she’s wearing leather
I don’t know which way to go
I’m living In the day of the dead
My life is hanging by a thread
She brings me joy and she brings me dread
I don’t which way to go
She’s the first of seven wonders
Lightning bolts and heavy thunder
An avalanche that drags me under
I dont know which way to go
She’s an out of control spinning top
A downhill truck with no way to stop
I gotta draw the line hit the brakes
My mind is shot and my body aches
She’s like a bomb exploding in my brain
And she’s slowly driving me
in sa ia ia ia ia ia ia iane
I’m living In the day of the dead
My life is hanging by a thread
She brings me joy and she brings me dread
I don’t which way to go
She’s the first of seven wonders
Lightning bolts and heavy thunder
An avalanche that drags me under
I dont know which way to go
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10. |
Lennon in my Soup
03:27
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I’ve had erotic dreams,
Ive heard erotic screams-
Ive slept on soaking sheets for hours and hours
But nothing says I love you
More than half a box of chocolates
And a wilted bunch of gas, station flowers
I’ve lived in dirty hostels
with dirty filthy gospels
Mark, John, Matthew and Luke
I don’t believe in Jesus
or any of the others
But I swear saw John Lennon in my soup
Put em in a suit
Put em in a tie
Put em in a box
That’s how you die
I remember my first show
Standing in the front row
Tagging along with my big brother
Now I’m going to the rock show
and I’m Standing in the back row
hanging with the ageing-old punk rocker
I’m closing in on sixty
most of my friends are with me
I’m living, the best life that I can
When my life is over
I’ll be so happy that I chose her
that’s the moment that my life began
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The Knids Tauranga, New Zealand
The Knids are Coz Knid, Chris Knid & Mikey Knid
The Knids were formed in September 2020, and write and record, indie pop-rock songs, with a strong emphasis on DIY.
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