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Skint

by Harijan

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All I know is I don’t have too much
So shut up, I’m trying to forget it
Everything I earn sets me the same, hold on, I must have more to offer?
Hard times, an aching in my gut
This hunger’s biting all I wanna do is spew up
Jealous and fucking proud of it
So don’t you tell me that I’m nothing but bone idle

There are times I feel so exhausted, I miss my hand
There is nothing I’d like more than a chance to prove myself
It seems funny how there’s always something, excuse, excuse
Maybe denial only represents the last defence

Here we go, the meter’s gone again
Too late, a night in with the candles
In my face the gains that are being made
So long, I’m off, a better deal
My crimes, they get me out of this
They give me something when you fucking gave me nothing
So, come back when there’s alternatives
The real robbers are the ones who stole it all first

There are times I feel so exhausted, I miss my hand
There is nothing I’d like more than a chance to prove myself
It seems funny how there’s always something, excuse, excuse
Maybe denial only represents the last defence

As I look to town, I can’t help but frown
As money’s pouring in and cranes patrol the sky
As we build these digs for the bourgeoisie
They brought their yuppy culture
Drained our city’s blood
Pushed us out and robbed us blind

As the rain pours down
Just to make the point
And our homes leak through
As theirs pierce the clouds

When there’s nothing
There’s nothing to lose
Do they not fear this rage inside me?
For I’m now free
And when you are too
We’ll take it back and more

All I know is I don’t have too much
So shut up, I’m trying to forget it
Everything I earn sets me the same, hold on, I must have more to offer?
Hard times, an aching in my gut
This hunger’s biting all I wanna do is spew up
Jealous and fucking proud of it
So don’t you tell me that I’m nothing but bone idle

credits

released December 11, 2020
Danny Corrigan - Drums
Ian Eccles - Bass Guitar
Richard Hill - Lead Guitar
Andy Willi - Guitar
Joe Tatton - Trombone, Backing Vocals
Ewan Mackenzie - Trombone, Backing Vocals
Alex Dowson - Trumpet
Robert Garstang - Alto Saxophone, Electric Organ
Mike Corrigan - Vocals, Guitar, Melodica

Produced by Kurt Wood @ Corner House Record Studio - Keighley
Artwork by Greg Meade @ Habitats Studio - Manchester

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Harijan Manchester, UK

9 piece Ska-Punk band from round Manchester way. 1st album, long time coming. Dedicated to friends and family both here and gone.

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