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Rum & Cheese (Part 1)
00:54
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'Rum & Cheese (Part 1)'
If it wasn’t for my love of rum and cheese
Maybe I’d get a good night’s sleep
Ooh rum and cheese
Ooh good night sleep
If it wasn’t for my love of bigger words
My sentences would soar like beautiful birds
Ooh bigger words
Ooh beautiful birds
If it wasn’t for love of ‘Howling II’
All hairy and dripping with werewolf goo
Ooh ‘Howling II’
Ooh werewolf goo
If it wasn’t for my love of rubbish songs
Many more people would sing along
La la la
Ooh la la la
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Insecurity
02:11
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'INSECURITY'
INSECURITY RACING THROUGH MY HEAD
MAKE ME DIZZY MAKE ME MAD
AND IT’S GONNA MAKE ME SAD SOMEDAY
INSECURITY NEVER GIVING UP
I’M A FAKER I’M A FOOL
I’M A PRIZE-WINNING TOOL TODAY
IT’S THE UGLIEST WORD I’VE EVER HEARD
DON’T WANNA HEAR IT AGAIN
INSECURITY RUSHING THROUGH MY VEINS
MAKE ME ANGRY MAKE ME CRY
MAKES ME WISH THAT I WOULD DIE TONIGHT
INSECURITY WHY DID I GROW UP?
I’M NOT 36 I’M 10
AND I’M PLAYING WITH MY FRIENDS –
WE’RE PLAYING LUDO
IT’S THE DUMBEST SONG I’VE EVER SUNG
DON’T WANNA SING IT AGAIN
IT’S THE MOST DISAPPOINTING MELODY
TO COME OUT OF MY BRAIN
INSECURITY WHEN WILL IT END?
I DON’T WANT TO PASS IT ON
BUT I AM TOO FAR GONE I SAY
INSECURITY DOESN’T HAVE A SMELL
IT DOESN’T HAVE A TASTE AND IT DOESN’T HAVE A FACE EITHER
IT’S THE UGLIEST WORD I’VE EVER HEARD
DON’T WANNA HEAR IT AGAIN
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4. |
Don't Waste My Time
03:23
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'Don’t Waste My Time'
Hey why aren’t you dancing?
Why aren’t you dancing like a lunatic?
Hey why aren’t you moving?
Why aren’t you moving till you fall down sick?
I know you enjoy a caterwaul
And you don’t like it when it’s serious
I hate your infertile imagination
And your dimly lit thoughts
Don’t waste my time
You – I can’t forget you
But this associations wearing thin
You – you are amazing
One thought of you and there’s an instant grin
Although you don’t always return my calls
And it really gets me down
I hate your poor relationship with time
And your eager desire to please
I want to make you just forget it all
I try to get you to myself
I have a feeling you would like the same
But it’s a crime – don’t waste my time
Don’t waste it
Hey! What’s wrong with you?
Hey why aren’t you dancing?
Why aren’t you dancing like a lunatic?
Hey why aren’t you moving?
Why aren’t you moving till you fall down sick?
I know you enjoy a caterwaul
And you don’t like it when it’s serious
I hate your infertile imagination
And your dimly lit thoughts
Don’t waste my time
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5. |
Fuck Budget
02:35
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'Fuck Budget'
Hung up on small details
Never fails to get my back up
Think I care a bit too much
And I hardly ever find the time
And that is very very precious as you know
And you must be an ignoramus if you don’t
I won’t continue to be made to care
Hung up on things they say
But I’m not going to pay them any mind
I’m overspent and overdrawn
But you cannot accuse me of being unkind
I find that concept to be very laughable
Rejoice that maybe I am happy after all
I fall with irrepressible glee
You cannot make me give a fuck
No matter how hard you try
Fucks are too precious to waste
I’m not going to tell a lie – at least not to your face!
Selfish thoughts are not a crime
Sometimes you have to look after number one
Think my care has been misplaced
And I must find it ‘fore it gets too late
You cannot make me give a fuck
No matter how hard you try
Fucks are too precious to waste
I’m not going to tell a lie
(repeat)
How many fucks would a woodchuck give
if a woodchuck could give fucks?
(4x)
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'Still Ragin’ After All These Years'
Living up to a name boldly going where?
Giving up on hope holding on to fear
I’d hardly call what I’ve being doing much of a career
Still ragin’ after all these years
Definitely cracking up although you cannot see
The existential crisis boiling up inside of me
The modern way is brutal and you cannot disagree
Still ragin’ after all these years
Still ragin’ after all these years
Bursting with ambition that I can hardly breathe
Though I’m under the impression you can’t wait for me to leave
It’s hard for me to stop – I’m very grateful for your ears
Still ragin’ after all these years
Still ragin’ after all these years
Still ragin’ after all these years
Ragin’ at what? I don’t know I’ll have to have a think
I don’t know where to begin
Ragin’ at what? Now I come to think of it
I’m ragin’ at the whole bloody thing!
The effort of connection though occasionally worthwhile
Is such a drain on my resources I can’t even smile
I’d fake it but it’s pointless and it’s not my style
Still ragin’ after all these years
Climbing ever higher so my problems appear small
But they just keep on growing so that doesn’t work at all
If Roger Waters lets me I could maybe build a wall
Still ragin’ after all these years
Still ragin’ after all these years
You shouldn’t get me started cos it’s difficult to stop
Even though I don’t know if you are listening or not
I know a big rant is the last thing you want to hear
Still ragin’ after all these years
Still ragin’ after all these years
Still ragin’ after all these years
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'Aunty Semetic & Uncle Adolf'
I’m going to visit Aunty Semetic and Uncle Adolf
Though I don’t really wanna go
They serve you hatred instead of coffee
Bile instead of tea
Though we’re related
I don’t think they even like me
I’m going to visit Aunty Semetic and Uncle Adolf
Though I would rather be somewhere else
I don’t care for their suspicious allegiances
Or their unjustifiable grievances
I’m going to turn and head back where I came
I’m going to visit Aunty Semetic and Uncle Adolf
Though I don’t really wanna go
They serve you hatred instead of coffee
Bile instead of tea
They don’t even give you biscuits
With your bile instead of tea
What kind of people are these?
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9. |
Unoriginal Sin
02:53
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'Unoriginal Sin'
I wasn’t looking for you
And you know that
I wasn’t trying to get close
I can prove that
You seem preoccupied
I can’t blame you
There’s so much going on
All around you
I cannot feign concern
For its own sake
I can’t decide if that
Is a mistake
Am I the only one who’s unoriginal?
Is my enthusiasm detrimental?
I’m not the only one who’s unoriginal
Give it to me straight
Although I don’t deserve your kindness
Any more than you do mine
I fought moderately hard
And this is what I came out with
Time shrugs and marches on
Regardless of who is left behind
I’ll keep you in mind
It won’t be long until
I come round
The words are reaching out
To drag me down
Am I the only one who’s unoriginal?
Is my enthusiasm detrimental?
I’m not the only one who’s unoriginal
Give it to me straight
Although I don’t deserve your kindness
Any more than you do mine
I fought moderately hard
And this is what I came out with
Time shrugs and marches on
Regardless of who is left behind
I’ll keep you in mind
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10. |
Safely Psychotic
03:07
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'Hooray for Everything You Never Wanted!'
When you’re cold and pretend not to know it
When you’re sad and you don’t want to show it
When you’re happy and you don’t want to lose it
Indecisive and don’t want to choose it
When you’re scared and you just won’t admit it
Frustrated but can’t bear to hit it
Feeling small and you can’t rise above it
Empty heart but you can’t stand to love it
You get comfortable
That’s perfectly normal
You grow attached to familiar ideas
That’s perfectly natural
When you start and you just can’t stop it
You’ve got an axe and you can’t bear to chop it
You’ve got something and you don’t know what is it
Run a bit faster cause you don’t want to miss it
When you swear but you don’t want to bleep it
Or when you’re tired but you don’t want to sleep it
You’re offended and you can’t deny it
You’ve got the money but you just don’t buy it
If you were a bee I bet you’d sting it
If you had a bell I bet you wouldn’t ring it
If you had a song you wouldn’t know how to sing it
You don’t have the rhythm so how can you swing it?
You’ve got an answer even though I ain’t asked it
If you had a cat you’d let it out of the basket
If you had a mind I bet you wouldn’t think it
Don’t get on a boat cause chances are you’d sink it
You’ve got a nose but you don’t want to smell it
You’ve got a secret but you’re not going to tell it
You’ve got a cheek but you’re not going to turn it
You want my respect but you don’t want to earn it
You’ve got a tear but you don’t want to cry it
You’re out of shape but you can’t bear to diet
Found a mountain but you don’t want to climb it
Got some words but you don’t want to rhyme it
I love your door – I adore it
I open it slightly – I ajar it
I love you ladder – I rung it
I didn’t bring it here my dear I brung it
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12. |
Anna vs the Festival
03:33
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'Anna vs the Festival'
Messed up on sun and free booze
Woke up and found I’d been sick on my shoes
I’ve lost my bag and my phone
I’m honking like a broken trombone
This festival life’s not for me
As much as I do like a hug a tree
I much prefer a bed to a bag
A small tent’s not easy when you’re doing drag
But oh how I danced and frolicked like a demented butterfly
Reaching for the sky – still not managed to touch it yet
Oh how I laughed and laughed again and laughed a little more
Until my sides were sore – still not fully recovered yet
Messed up on no sleep and Class A’s
I don’t remember your name but I know your face
Messed up on no sleep and Class A’s
I think I’ve sang that already today
I can’t wait for a proper shower
I only have to wait another 48 hours
Until then I’ll just have to stink
And look like I’m the missing link
But oh how I danced and frolicked like I’ve never done before
I’ve opened up the door – time to air my foosty mind
Oh how I laughed and laughed again and laughed a little more
Until my sides were sore – still not fully recovered yet
Surprised by the onset of rain
I’ve come out without my wellies again
Now there are puddles everywhere
So I splash through them without a care
This festival life is okay
There’s just not enough hours in the day
To see everything I want to see
Or find a Portaloo that’s vaguely clean
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13. |
Limited Appeal
03:13
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'Limited Appeal'
Is it the way I move my body?
Shuffling limply to and fro
Is it the way I close my eyes when I sing?
I really just don’t know
Is it something to do with my manly voice?
Or mainly meat-based meals
What can I do to widen my present limited appeal?
Is it because I’m prone to thoughtful silence?
And sullen introspection
Or jealousy because I understood
The plot of the film ‘Inception’
I’m driven to distraction
Like a motorcycle wheel
And it keeps on nipping at my heels this limited appeal
Should I be full-on disco diva wailing at the world?
Funk and soul are an awkward fit for this counterfeit girl!
Is it the way I’m oh so honest
And don’t hide myself away
I curse my inability
To cast these thoughts astray
Is it something indefinable?
You cannot help but feel
What can I do to somehow improve my limited appeal?
Should I get back in the fiery closet from whence I came?
Change my style such as it is or even change my name?
Is it the way I’m oh so honest
And don’t hide myself away
I curse my inability
To cast these thoughts astray
Is it something indefinable?
You cannot help but feel
What can I do to somehow improve my limited appeal?
What can I do to somehow improve my limited appeal?
What can I do to somehow improve my limited appeal?
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14. |
Rum & Cheese (Part 2)
00:43
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'Rum & Cheese (Part 2)'
If it wasn’t for my love of rum and cheese
Maybe I could withstand any disease
Ooh rum and cheese
Ooh any disease
If it wasn’t for my love of rainy days
My soggy socks could be set ablaze
Ooh rainy days
If it wasn’t for my love of Doctor Who
Travelling through space and time too
Ooh Doctor Who
Oo-ee ooh
If it wasn’t for my love of sudden stops…
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Anna Secret Poet Glasgow, UK
Anna Secret Poet is a genderfluid singer/songwriter and model from Glasgow and she has been defying genres, genders and expectations on stages up and down the UK since 2016. You can find her bothering stages at a variety of different shows in the central belt inc cabarets, drag shows, comedy nights, spoken word events and grassroots rock gigs. ... more
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