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Brick By Brick
02:52
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Brick by Brick - (Words and Music: Justin Lavash)
Brick by brick those walls keep tumbling down
Blow by blow this show rolls into town
Hour by hour it's getting closer
Can you feel it?
Yes sir?
No sir?
Brick by brick
Blow by blow
Hour by hour
It's coming home
Inch by inch can you feel it coming home?
It's such a cinch, you got to give that dog a bone
So stop your fighting and your lying and your cheating
Coz history just stopped repeating
Brick by brick
Blow by blow
Hour by hour
It's coming down
Man, how those horns did surely blow
Blew down those walls of Jericho
Now I don't hold with all that slaying
But this was the tune that they were playing
Brick by brick
Blow by blow
Week by week
Month by month
It's coming home
Day by day
Town by town
It's coming home
Week by week
Blow by blow
Day by day
Coming home
Hour by hour
It's coming home
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Easy Train
03:51
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Easy Train - (Words/Music - Justin Lavash)
I wanna ride on the easy train
Get a first-class ticket take me out of the rain
Sitting in the diner with a glass of champagne
You want a window seat?
It can be arranged.
I wanna ride on the easy train
Find me somebody who can take the reins
I've got a long limousine; it's a top of the range
Start the car - won't you take me home James
Here's something for you
You can keep the change
Find me somebody who can take the reins
Won't you get me a doctor who can ease the pain
Tell him I'll pay him when my ship comes in
I've got to face the music, got to take the blame
but first I think I'll have the same again
Get me a doctor who can ease the pain
Get me a doctor who can ease the pain
I've got to go and get it straight with the man
It's been a long time coming, been a hell of a shabang
Well I wonder if he sees me in the bigger plan
Sometimes I wonder if he gives a damn
I've got to go and get it straight with the man
I've got to go and get it straight with the man
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Fox and Hounds
04:23
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FOX AND HOUNDS
Well they always tell you how but they never tell you why
Every poet's fighting for a piece of sky
but the sky's just full of fluffy white lines
looks like we went and chopped the world down to downsize
Do you run with the fox - do you hunt with the hounds?
Did you ever get the feeling that you're being pushed around?
Do you tire of the overtures of the underground?
You had your high, well here comes the comedown
It's a fast track from the schoolyard to a prisoncell hell
but you can bet your bottom dollar that incarceration sells well
just like another dose of hate from the Daily Mail
Divide and rule - it never fails, never fails
Do you run with the fox - do you hunt with the hounds?
Do you think you're going to turn the whole ship around?
Do you think you got something that the world wants to hear?
Are you another lonely prohpet busy crying in his beer?
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Avalanche
05:17
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Avalanche - (Words and music - justin Lavash)
It was getting real bad
it was hell for a while
They were forcing my hand
I was forcing a smile
I was running on empty
trying to keep with the pack
I was saying a prayer
they would cut me some slack
Sometimes it feels like you're drowning
and they give you a wave
but when you get to the shore
that's when you're going to get saved
All that speaking in tongues
all those reasons and rhymes
did we run out of rope for the lifeline?
So hold out your hand with the olive branch
hold on to your hats, boys
Here comes the avalanche
Here comes the avalanche
Here comes the avalanche
Here comes the avalanche
I was feeling so old
I was fighting for breath
I was counting the days
I was looking like death
I was pushing the boat out
getting out of line
Put your hand on your heart
Say it ain't justified
Sometimes it feels like you're flying
Then they chop you a line
Sometimes they call it a living
but we both know it's dying
So I hold out my hand with the olive branch
hold on to your hats, boys
Here comes the avalanche
Here comes the avalanche
Here comes the avalanche
Here comes the avalanche
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So I hold out my hand with the olive branch
hold on to your hats, boys
Here comes the avalanche
Here comes the avalanche
Here comes the avalanche
Here comes the avalanche
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Blow out the Candle
05:38
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Blow out the candle (Words/music - Justin Lavash)
Blow out the candle and a sailor dies
Turn your head my darling as the gentlemen go by
Hang up the horseshoe, upside down
Better cross your heart before you drive into town
Odds and evens, put a flower on the grave
Pay off the priest so a soul can be saved
One for sorrow, two for joy
The sailor went to sea and now he's looking for the buoy
Cover up the clock, roll the blinds right down
Keep the music playing till the ship goes down
Save up your pennies for the dead man's eyes
Cross my palm with silver and I'll tell no lies
Me and you sitting on a tree
K-I-S-S-I-N-G
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6. |
Dirty Money
04:48
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Dirty Money - (Words/Music - Justin Lavash)
You can keep your dirty money
I don't need your dirty money
Where's your dirty money been?
What's your dirty money seen?
You can keep your dirty loving
I don't need your dirty loving
Where's your dirty loving been?
What's your dirty loving seen?
With your dirty, dirty love and your dirty money
How we gonna wash the stain clean, buddy?
Tell me, which policeman could take the test -
put the bluey-white back in this dirty old mess?
And here I stand waiting at your door
Waiting for you to dish up just a little bit more
of your dirty, dirty love - your dirty, dirty money
How we gonna wash the stain clean, buddy?
Well, the cleanest thing you own is your dirty books
but you keep 'em hid away, coz of the dirty looks
that all your dirty friends with their dirty little jokes
would give you if they knew you knew what they all know - that your
Dirty, dirty love and your dirty money
ain't never gonna wash the stain clean, buddy
Tell me, which politician could take the test -
put the bluey-white back in this dirty old mess?
And here I stand waiting at your door
Waiting for you to dish up just a little bit more
of your dirty, dirty love - your dirty, dirty money
How we gonna wash the stain clean, buddy?
You can keep this lonely chord
Take it as a sign of your just reward
for being squeaky-clean; it's the new hygiene
Come up smelling like a rose dipped in Listerine
and sleeping like a log, man, sound as a bell
but you're dirty, dirty, dirty, dirty as hell
With your dirty, dirty love and your dirty money, etc., etc.
You can't keep your dirty money
Coz I need your dirty money
One thing's been bothering me
How we gonna make your dirty money clean?
You can't keep your dirty loving
Coz I need your dirty loving
One thing's been troubling me
How we gonna make your dirty loving clean?
With your dirty, dirty love and your dirty money, etc., etc.
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7. |
Harder and Harder
04:48
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Harder and Harder (Words and Music - Justin Lavash)
It's getting harder
- harder and harder
It's getting harder
- harder and harder
Everybody wants a piece of the pie
Everybody wants to take that ride
Everybody's got a game to play
But that game ain't going anywhere
Can you feel it getting hard again?
Can you feel it going round that bend?
Can you feel it getting hard, my friend?
It's getting harder
- harder and harder
It's getting harder
- harder and harder
Just when we thought we'd won our liberty
some fundamentalist Christian starts putting on the squeeze
Just when we thought we'd got rid of the man
the same old shit hits the same old fan
Can you feel it getting hard again?
Can you feel it going round that bend?
Can you feel it getting hard, my friend?
Well, here comes the priest with the hard amen.
It's getting harder
- harder and harder
It's getting harder
- harder and harder
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8. |
Groove Total (2021)
03:37
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Groove Tot*l 2021
Itʼs not enough to be liked
I feel the need to impress
I c*nʼt le*ve you to this whole divisiveness And who c*n s*y if Iʼll m*ke old bones? Itʼs not wh*t Iʼve *cquired but wh*t Iʼve overcome
A cynic might s*y weʼre close to the end Every d*y I get *nother so-c*lled friend to unfriend
M*king it up *s we go *long
Everybody trying the “right thing” wrong
Thereʼs no rele*se,
Tripping over misery
Bluer th*n * chunk of l*pis l*zuli Collective memory
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Ple*ding suprem*cy C*tch yourself in the mirror Of * sick, sickening society
* sieve it seems
Cʼmon, Cʼmon, Cʼmon, Cʼmon Itʼs the Groove Tot1lx2
By the se*t of my p*nts. By the skin of my teeth
Trying to formul*te * pl*n some kind of str*tegy
Burning my bridges, deep in my cups
I swe*r you couldnʼt m*ke this stuff up
A cynic might s*y th*t itʼs getting re*l close Mercury rising intr*muros
A cynic might feel itʼs st*rting to bite Conspir*tori*lly he*ding *lt-right
FB sucking up my CPU
Meet me in the refuge of the music to Drown out the loudest voice in the room Who s*ys heʼll get me off the hook Soon theyʼll be burning books
- *nd crosses too
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9. |
Lock me Down
03:23
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Lock Me Down (Music: Justin Lavash/DJTelly Savalas,Words: Justin Lavash)
You’ve gone and locked me down
Rock bottom that's where I currently reside
Hitting the bottle, trying to find a place to hide
So much danger
I don’t want to go outside
And I can’t explain what’s going on Man, All I know is that
They wanna lock me down
Oh yeah, ain’t messing around
They wanna lock me down
Ah man, they say it’s going around
They wanna lock me down
Yeah man and they ain’t messing around They wanna lock me down
Oh yeah they say it’s comin’ around - comin’ round
Yeeeaah, full throttle, that was the speed I used to drive
I was unstoppable
But I couldn’t see the rising tide
Grief and heartache
That was something for the losing guy But with no one to love and with nowhere to go
I think I see the other side
They wanna lock me down
Oh man and they ain’t messing around They wanna lock me down
Yeah - they say it’s going around
Lock me down
Yeah man and they ain’t messing around They wanna lock me down
Yeah man, I think it’s going around - goin’ round
You’ve gone and locked me down
And I c'nʼt go out 'nd I donʼt w'nn' stick 'round, no
Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh - getting tired of the s'me old town
They w'nn' lock me down, ye'h
Donʼt you know...
They w'nn' lock me down
Ye'h m'n, they 'inʼt messing 'round They w'nn' lock me down
Trying to m'ke ' living but I c'nʼt go out They w'nn' lock me down
And I c'nʼt get out of my old home town They w'nn' lock me down
Hey m'n they s'y itʼs going ‘round -going ‘round
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10. |
Slide
04:42
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Slide (Words/music - Justin Lavash)
Hey you with the hollow eyes
Don't I know your name?
Do you remember mine?
Won't you slide with me?
I remember when we were kids
I still remember all the slides
we slid inside of me
Slide with me
Hey sweetheart take my hand
I think we got ourselves a brand new plan
Won't you slide with me?
Slide down streets of ice and snow
Somewhere there's a houseband playing low
Abide with me
Slide with me
Slide with me
Hey you in the Old Square Mile
Has the penny dropped?
Is it hard to smile?
Won't you slide with me?
Slide to the slums
There's a place for you
Coz everybody there is sliding too
Ride with me
Slide with me
Hey there you with your backs to the wall
If we slide together will the whole thing fall?
Won't you slide with me?
Coz I've been walking 'round with my head in a noose
but I'm an old-fashioned fool
What's your excuse?
Come on and slide with me
Slide with me
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11. |
Animal
04:28
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Animal (words/music: Justin Lavash)
Cat my dog who’s got a foot inside the door
Setting himself up as a defender of the poor
Taking all the credit for the Second World War
Looking for a little bit of vigilante law
a Vox populii or just a media whore
Or just a criminal?
Or just an animal?
Here comes Billy and he’s talking real tough
He’s gonna hit ‘em hard, ain’t no-one calling his bluff
He’s here to tell us all about enough is too much
He’s every disenchanted fucker’s favourite bit of rough
Is he a vegetable or a mineral?
Oh no, he’s an animal
Desperate times require desperate measures
Line up your liberals to be tarred and feathered
Birds of prey, we gotta pray together
Batten down the hatches ‘coz we’re in for hard weather
With the memory of an elephant, he don’t forget
And he’s been educating himself on the internet
He’s gonna sweep it up
Yes, meet the “New Broom”
The last white elephant standing in the room
And if you don’t like it, well I hope you like the food
I hope ya, I hope ya, I hope ya like the food
In hospital
Coz that’s where you’re going, pal
It’s dog-eat-dog, so save your crocodile tears
He’s really quite the gent when the red mist clears
And all those intellectuals just think it’s white noise
But what do they know about boys will be boys, will be boys, will be boys will be boys?
It’s genital
Now, some might say we descend from chimpanzees
But Billy’s a gorilla who’d put Darwin on his knees
And he gets a little loose but what ya gonna do?
We’re all exhibits in the human zoo
And they say that the animals went in two by two
But on Billy’s little boat, you know, there ain’t a lot of room.
No it’s minimal, almost biblical
Desperate time require desperate measures
Line up your liberals to be tarred and feathered
Birds of prey, we gotta pray together
Batten down the hatches ‘coz we’re in for hard weather
He’s gonna clean it up, oh man, you bet
He’s a diss-content provider on the internet
Hey now Honey, do you think that’s cool?
Hey now Hippy, do you think I’m being cruel?
Well if you don’t like it, I hope you like the food
I hope ya, I hope ya, I hope ya like the food
In hospital
Coz that’s where you’re going, pal
Man, the way she’s looking got me down on all fours
I’m panting like a dog
I think I might be sprouting horns
They say that possession is nine-tenths of the law
Who cares what the other one tenth is for?
It’s fantastical, almost fascistical
It’s hypocritical and almost pitiful
It’s diabolical but it’s profitable
and it’s like you were an animal
And everyone will tell ya that we’re being pushed to the brink
But ain’t no one who’ll fess up that their shit might stink
You can dress yourself in armour, but there’ll always be a chink
You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it drink
It's tyrannical, bombastical and cyclical yet cynical,
lamentable, regrettable, unfathomable, but very fashionable
and man, yeah, we're all animals
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Justin Lavash Hlavní město Praha, Czech Republic
Justin Lavash (born London 1968) has been based in Prague for 18 years and during that time has established himself as a must-see act on the Czech music scene and abroad. His music crosses borders - somewhere between blues, folk and jazz. His phenomenal guitar playing has left many audiences wondering how so much polyphony can be made by one man on one instrument. ... more
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