Biography:
The King Blues are a political band who fuse ska and folk together with punk rock influences. They come from London, England and formed in 2004. On April 3rd 2012 the band split up indefinitely, a comeback album was released in 2016.
Their third full length album, Punk and Poetry, was released on the 17th of April 2011
Tariq Ali described the band's sounds as 'rough, radical music that should unsettle the rulers of this country. A new generation of musicians are challenging war-monger politicians and their courtiers'.
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Other songs:
- All Nazi Skinheads Are Gay
- Bat Out Of Hell
- Blood On My Hands
- Duck And Cover
- Fuck You Geldof
- Hold On Tight
- I Got Love
- If I Had A Coin
- Intro
- Lets Hang The Landlord
- Mr.music Man
- My Bolder (picking Intro)
- My Boulder
- Needle And Thread
- Out Of Luck
- Poems and Songs
- Save The World, Get The Girl
- Shooting Fascists
- Taking Over
- The Bullingdon Boys
- The Sound Of Revolt
- The Streets Are Ours
- Underneath This Lamppost Light
- We Aint Never Done
- en-US
- 5 Bottles Of Shampoo
- Does Anybody Care About Us
- Everything Happens For A Reason
- Headbutt
- I Want You
- Modern Life Has Let Me Down
- Mr Music Man
- My Girl Lollipop
- Punk And Poetry
- Save The World Get The Girl
- The Schemers The Scroungers And The Rats
- The Truth Comes Out
- Under The Fog
- We Are What We Own
- What If Punk Never Happened
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[Verse]
C
They say it ain’t safe to go out anymore,
Em
So the police station has bolted up the door,
Am
The floor’s full of torn up betting stubs,
F
They put televisions in my favourite pubs,
C
So our homes get bulldozed, no-one watches,
Em
They want soap operas and not soap boxes,
Am
This town has left me high and dry,
F
But I’ll be here til the day I die.
[Pre-chorus]
Dm
They tell me I’m just pissed off,
Am
Yeh maybe I’m pissed off,
F
I’d rather be pissed off,
G
Than be pissed on.
[Chorus]
C Em Am
So if the world burns down outside,
F
And they battle on the frontline,
C Em
My darling I’ll hold on tight,
Am F
My darling I’ll hold on tight.
C Em Am
As the world burns down outside,
F
And they battle on the frontline,
C Em
My darling I’ll hold on tight,
Am F
My darling I’ll hold on tight.
[Verse]
C
We beg for another show we can watch til we’re sick,
Em
Just like a donkey chasing a carrot on a stick,
Am
Watching our lives filmed in a soft focus,
F
With abracadabra and hocus pocus,
C
One billion channels and there’s still nothing on,
Em Am
The television will not be revolutionised, the announcer says,
F
“And now for something completely indifferent.”
[Bridge]
Dm
Cos I demand my rock ‘n’ roll with blood, sweat and tears,
Am
And I demand my reggae to cause bleeding in my ears,
F
I demand my punk rock to start a revolution,
G
I demand my hardcore to sound like an execution,
Dm
I demand soundsystems on the streets playing the loudest tracks,
Am
I demand no rent, no bills, no council tax,
F
I demand love that isn’t measured by the relationships of characters on Friends,
G
Or the words to some dire R&B song about what a good man, what a mighty mighty good
is.
[Chorus]
C Em Am
So as the world burns down outside,
F
And they battle on the frontline,
C Em
My darling I’ll hold on tight,
Am F
My darling I’ll hold on tight.
C
They say it ain’t safe to go out anymore,
Em
So the police station has bolted up the door,
Am
The floor’s full of torn up betting stubs,
F
They put televisions in my favourite pubs,
C
So our homes get bulldozed, no-one watches,
Em
They want soap operas and not soap boxes,
Am
This town has left me high and dry,
F
But I’ll be here til the day I die.
[Pre-chorus]
Dm
They tell me I’m just pissed off,
Am
Yeh maybe I’m pissed off,
F
I’d rather be pissed off,
G
Than be pissed on.
[Chorus]
C Em Am
So if the world burns down outside,
F
And they battle on the frontline,
C Em
My darling I’ll hold on tight,
Am F
My darling I’ll hold on tight.
C Em Am
As the world burns down outside,
F
And they battle on the frontline,
C Em
My darling I’ll hold on tight,
Am F
My darling I’ll hold on tight.
[Verse]
C
We beg for another show we can watch til we’re sick,
Em
Just like a donkey chasing a carrot on a stick,
Am
Watching our lives filmed in a soft focus,
F
With abracadabra and hocus pocus,
C
One billion channels and there’s still nothing on,
Em Am
The television will not be revolutionised, the announcer says,
F
“And now for something completely indifferent.”
[Bridge]
Dm
Cos I demand my rock ‘n’ roll with blood, sweat and tears,
Am
And I demand my reggae to cause bleeding in my ears,
F
I demand my punk rock to start a revolution,
G
I demand my hardcore to sound like an execution,
Dm
I demand soundsystems on the streets playing the loudest tracks,
Am
I demand no rent, no bills, no council tax,
F
I demand love that isn’t measured by the relationships of characters on Friends,
G
Or the words to some dire R&B song about what a good man, what a mighty mighty good
is.
[Chorus]
C Em Am
So as the world burns down outside,
F
And they battle on the frontline,
C Em
My darling I’ll hold on tight,
Am F
My darling I’ll hold on tight.
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