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Time and Tide

by Wob

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1.
Last summer you made a promise To do the best you can Now you're in recovery and she's sitting her final exam You walk the knife edge Took it too far Time to change Before you lose it all They try to avoid you At all costs As you do them The neighbourhood watch In morbid fascination As you run into the wall Its a vicious circle Time to stop Before you break her heart Your daughter's cried Too many nights Wob 2015
2.
On the tiles 03:24
We've got, Old man Markley Alcohol Licks Dancing round the kitchen Giving high kicks Replacements, Ramones Go Team, Twin Set Stuck to the fridge Magnetic alphabet Flame hair Shining in the sun Spinning round We're the only ones Dancing round the kitchen in the morning Some may see it as a waste of time If you could see the smile As she on the tiles There's no way you could deny That this is all worth while Black Market, Pressure drop Wind the bobbin up Clap hands, stamp feet Timmy turtle pop Head down, spin around Don't let go Let it go... Needle hits the record She comes running in Hands held high With an irresistible grin Dance! Wob 2015
3.
Hey you! You look so stupid Dressed up like you were a baby Time is ticking on Don't you know that it's beginning to show? Hey you! Behind the mask Do you think it covers all the signs? Follow the fads But you're getting older all the time Where's the disgrace, The coming of age? Is it a crime The marching of time? It's no disease Hey you! Do you think it looks good? That's half of it I suppose Do you you not think it's time To wipe your face And put away those baby clothes? Go on, put away those baby clothes You might laugh at me Think that I got stuck in time That maybe true But I'm watching the lines appear Now here they come We can't see through The muck on your face All your nips and tucks You've changed your body shape Till we don't recognise you Why do you feel the need to hide? You can't escape the march of time
4.
Take my hand And I'll lead you As safely as I can Down the street Avoid the cracks Keep a weather eye There maybe buccaneers On the horizon But we'll sing A cannonade Hold your breath Till Spitfire Bridge If you can Wrap your hands Around my fingers 4, 5, 6, stand
5.
Like trees 02:20
At the station in the rain Waiting for the south bound Got leave this heap behind Looking for something you just can't Find your own way Make your mark Sick of feeling overlooked Too much talk, nothing to say Don't equate with the small minds Words like static interference Clogging up with white noise You've got so much to offer Please don't get Shackled by this town Get away from the bigoted Small minds
6.
Knee-jerk 00:53
I don't give a shit about you And your racist, homophobic views I've heard too much for far too long And I'm finding it hard to bite my tongue You say I've been brainwashed Should think for myself But your arcane views Should be left on the shelf Ever since I could walk and talk it's true I've disliked stupid bigots like you
7.
Exhibit A 05:16
It may be rocking And I'm holding on for dear life I reckon I deserve To be pushed out of this boat Just another man overboard I behave abominably Although the tide May be guiding us to the shore I feel this vessel Should be steered from safe harbour Please don't think that highly Not all is as it seems Although I may try so hard To convince you otherwise Beneath the veneer you'll find An attempt at disguise I see you waving from the shore A guiding light to lead me home I'm afraid that I will burn All the embers of your magnanimity To cinders

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Recorded at Transmission Studios by Ali Gavan

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released January 1, 2015

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Acoustic Country/folk Punk probably describes me best at the moment

"A spring heeled, iron lunged avalanche of energy and melody.
Wob's sound is a glorious and intelligent blend of punk, pop and folk."

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