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Stone Gods
Stone Gods


Background information
Origin East Anglia, United Kingdom
Genre(s) Heavy Metal
Years active 2006—2010
Label(s) Play It Again Sam
Associated acts The Darkness
Bush
Spear of Destiny
Website Website
Members
Dan Hawkins
Richie Edwards
Toby MacFarlaine
Robin Goodridge
Former members
Ed Graham



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Stone Gods Album


Silver Spoons & Broken Bones (07/07/2008)
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Oh Where 'O My Beero
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Foul Play, Mark of the Devil
Build an empire on the lies that you pedal
You had your staff to run your coven
The ship has sunk, the rats have gone there's no one left to cast your spell on.

Shave her head, build the fire and bring the chains
Come on, children, bring a match and start the flame.
There's gonna be a fire tonight
We're gonna see a woman burn
Sit down, enjoy the screeeeams

We're gonna burn the witch
We're gonna burn the witch
We're gonna burn the witch
We're gonna burn the witch

Burn
Burn
Burn

Dirty woman doing downright dirty deeds
The flames are going to lick around your wizard's sleeve
Ill-gotten gains can't get you out of trouble
The die is cast, the sentence passed, there's no one left to cast your spell on

Shave her head, build the fire and bring the chains
Come on, children, bring a match and start the flame.
There's gonna be a fire tonight
We're gonna see a fucker burn
Sit down, enjoy the screeeeams

We're gonna burn the witch
We're gonna burn the witch
We're gonna burn the witch
We're gonna burn the witch

Burn
Burn
Burn
Burn

. . .


Bags in the hallway, taxi at the door
Cat's with the neighbours, post is on the floor, OI
Racing down to Gatwick, late for the gate
A quick pint of lager and some duty free mates, OI

A very nice man pointing out the exits
A pretty young girl handing out the wotsits
Saved like a fucker for my summer holiday
And I can't wait to get away

Having a very nice time
Just dont drink the water, dont drink the water
Basking in Spanish sunshine
Just dont drink the water, dont drink the water

Adidas flip flops for during the day
And a pair of khaki chinos to dance the night away
Punched a lippy waiter straight on the chin
We got to the club and they wouldn't let us in, OI

Don't believe in sunscree, I'd rather go red
I'm peeling bits of skin of the top of my head
My standards are dropping it's nearly time to go home
There's a doggy over there gonna give her a bone

Having a very nice time
Just dont drink the water, dont drink the water
Basking in Spanish sunshine
Just dont drink the water, dont drink the water

Out here by the pool
Ignoring the rules
Surrounded by fools
Out here by the pool

Having a very nice time
Just dont drink the water, dont drink the water
Basking in Spanish sunshine
Just dont drink the water, dont drink the water

We won't come here again!

. . .


Falling In-to the fire
Fight The Pain
Defend Or Die
Body Hurts
Just Deserts
Last Came First
Defend Or Die

I Dont Feel Well
I Dont Look Well
I Cant Be Well

Hold My Soul
Blame Myself
No Excuse
For This Abuse
Hold My Soul
Blame Myself
No Excuse
For This Abuse

Feels His Burn
It Cant Be Good
Test My Blood
Defend Or Die
I Made My Bed
I'm Gunna Die In It
On My Own
Defend Or Die

I Dont Feel Well
I Dont Look Well
I Cant Be Well

Hold My Soul
Blame Myself
No Excuse
For This Abuse
Hold My Soul
Blame Myself
No Excuse
For This Abuse

(HUUWWAAHH)

I Made My Bed
I'm Gunna Die In It
On My Own

Defend
Defend
Defend
Defend
Defend (Defend Or Die)
Defend (Defend Or Die)
Defend (Defend Or Die)
Defend (Defend Or Die)
Or Diiiieeee!

. . .


I was hitching to Morocco
When I rode into Marseilles
Thinking about the Francs that I didnt have
There was only one place to stay, hey hey

Backpack for a pillow, my body on the stone cold floor
I was woken up by the smell of piss
And a knock at my back door, back door yeah

I was on my feet in a heartbeat
Outnumbered two to one
The lame motherfucker pulled a knife on me
It's time to get it on

Stand up, load up, and fire away now
If you think you got a chance take a shot now
I got a bullet, with your name on
If you think you got a chance take a shot son
You bought a knife to a gunfight, so fuck you

I just dont care about money
I've been ripped off all my life
I aint scared of you sonny
It's not the firs time I've seen a knife

And so the story goes
There's a lesson to be learn
If you fuck with a six foot german punk
You're gonna get hurt
You're gonna get Hurt

Stand up, load up and fire away now
If you think you got a chance take a shot now
I've got a bullet, with your name on
If you think you got a chance take a shot son
You bought a knife to a gunfight, so fuck you

(solo)

Stand up, load up and fire away now
If you think you got a chance take a shot now
I've got a bullet, with your name on
If you think you got a chance take a shot son
You bought a knife to a gunfight, so fuck you

Stand up, load up and fire away now
If you think you got a chance take a shot now
I've got a bullet, with your name on
If you think you got a chance take a shot son
You bought a knife to a gunfight, so fuck you

. . .


Tucked away, between the charity shops and restaurants
The secret sounds of past are all but gone
A simple bar with all the simple surfaces
To entertain the city's lonely sons

Can you hear her calling "Mother"

Sarah lives at 19 Magdalene Street
Sarah knows now she's alone now
Her frustration carries on now

A simple car, a picture of sweet innocence
She took his hand so willingly
A quiet room kept all locked up behind them
She fought for a runner as he fought for his way

Can't you hear her calling "Mother"

Sarah lives at 19 Magdalene Street
Sarah knows now she's alone now
Her frustration carries on now

[solo]

Can't you hear her calling "Mother"

Sarah lives at 19 Magdalene Street
Sarah knows now she's alone now
Life it seems to move along now
Sarah calls but no one hears her
Her frustration carries on now! Woo!

. . .


Told myself to keep it together
Hiding all the secrets under one white lie
Sick of feeling under the weather
Answer every question with a big ass sigh

Trying to get myself a connection
Check the lights are on in case somebody's home baby
They say talk is cheap but you won't waste your money on me

Why
Why won't you tell me?
Where I'm going wrong
Why won't you show me?
Where you're coming from

And still I'm trying to keep it together
Everybody's saying I've gone cuckoo mad
I'm hanging off the end of my tether
Stop myself from selling everything we had

Got to get myself a connection
Banging on your wall to bring it tumbling down baby
As a wise man said, I was a fool to rush in now I'm over my head

Why
Why won't you tell me?
Where I'm going wrong
Why wont' you show me?
Where you're coming from

. . .


If it's just waiting for the quiet times that you like
If you need me to say I'm wrong to make you know that you're right
Take whatever you need from me tonight
Even if it's just waiting for the quiet times that you like


Come on let's make this better
Dark days and heavy weather
My lazy bones are broken up
Hidden away and covered up

If it's just holding on for something good to turn up, alright
If it's just picturing the better times with hindsight
Take whatever you need from me tonight
Even if it's just waiting for the quiet times that you like

Come on let's make this better
Dark days and heavy weather
My lazy bones are broken up
Hidden away and covered up

Solo


Ooooooooh…..my lazy bones
Ooooooooh…..my lazy bones
Aaaaaaaah…….my lazy bones
Aaaaaaaah

Come on let's make this better
Dark days and heavy weather
My lazy bones are broken up
Hidden away and covered up

Come on let's make this better
Dark days and heavy weather
My lazy bones are broken up
Hidden away and covered up


If it's just waiting for the quiet times that you like

. . .


Tears of the one eye
Cos the other two are still shut
I’ve got no idea where the hell I am
But there’s a young girl ???
I pull back the curtain
And the sun comes shining in
I ain’t got the time for cheap regrets
Its time to start loading in

Life on the road
It holds many secrets
Never be told
We’ll keep it discreet

I wanna love you????
Consider this a one night stand
The bus keeps rolling on and on
But make no mistake girl
We’ll be doing it all night long
In the morning I’ll be gone
Cos I’m with the band

Moving onto another town
Same shit but a different day
It’s been a while since my clothes were clean
But I kinda like it that way
Big ???? comes pushing past
Come to get one of the guys
Made it back safe to the dressing room
And so it was a pack of lies????

Life on the road
It holds many secrets
Never be told
We’ll keep it discreet

I wanna love you????
Consider this a one night stand
The bus keeps rolling on and on
But make no mistake girl
We’ll be doing it all night long
In the morning I’ll be gone
Cos I’m with the band

. . .


I’ve got my mind
Don’t want to use it
Keep it in line
Don’t want to lose it

I’m not afraid
And I’ll get over it
I’m not done yet
Just gotta prove it

I’ve got to try to believe things happen for a reason

This is the start of something
Wo-oh we’re on our way
This is the start of something
We don’t care what they say
We’ll do it our way

I’m not afraid
And I’ll get over it
I’m not done yet
Just gotta prove it

I’ve got to try to believe things happen for a reason

This is the start of something
Wo-oh we’re on our way
This is the start of something
We don’t care what they say
We’ll do it our way

We are not afraid
To turn another page
Because we know these things they happen for a reason

This is the start of something
Wo-oh we’re on our way
This it the start of something
We don’t care what they say
We’ll do it our way

. . .


Get a move on, its gonna be late
Don’t have the time to put my faith in fate
Losing face with my mates
Gotta ????
So get a move on
I thought the floodgates would open with the second kiss
Get on the boat or its gonna be missed
Standing in line, for too long a time
So get a move on

(Makin’ it hard)
I can’t take this
(Makin’ it hard)
We can’t stop this
(Makin’ it hard)
Make your mind up
(Makin’ it hard)
Cos our time is moving on
You’re makin’ this too hard for me

You’re a mild woman, I wanna take it slow
But I’m running on all furnaces
So throw me out or throw me a bone
It’s been three dates, three weeks, 21 clean sheets
Keep me waiting, dinner date
Sick and tired of playing along

(Makin’ it hard)
I can’t take this
(Makin’ it hard)
We can’t stop this
(Makin’ it hard)
Make your mind up
(Makin’ it hard)
Cos our time is moving on
You’re makin’ this too hard for me

. . .


We found a way to the City
We were lost when we first arrived
Finding a home wasn't easy
Harder than I realised

I joined the queues for the handouts
And heavy lifted for some cash in my hand
It's hard work but at least I've got a bed
And some money for the weekend

Come on everybody, back to mine
Only one thing on my mind
Having a good time

I'm not living for the weekend
We do this every night
I'm not living for the weekend
We're all just wasting time

My friends have all joined the rat race
It's all suits, shirts and novelty ties
I'm not a fan of retirement plans
I refuse to change my way of life

Come on everybody, back to mine
Only one thing on my mind
Having a good time

I'm not living for the weekend
We do this every night
I'm not living for the weekend
We're all just wasting time

. . .


Never trust a woman,
they lie right to your face.
Never listen for a second,
it's all a disgrace.
Living for the minute,
only out for what she can get.
Give her just a minute.
Tell you what its like,
tell you everything about her.

Chorus:
Kiss this goodbye,
turn my day into night.
F**k you, you liar,
you're not taking my life.

I've been lied to,
I've been lied to.
Never trust a lover,
they drag you through a river of shit,
Dirty damn deceiver,
tell you what it's like,
I'll tell you everything I know.


Chorus:
Kiss this goodbye,
turn my day into night.
F**k you, you liar,
you're not taking my life.

((Guitar Break.))

Chrous:
Kiss this goodbye,
turn my day into night.
F**k you, you liar,
You're not taking my life.

On my own, on my own, on my own, yeahhh.
No regrets, no regrets, no regrets, nooo.
Cross the line, cross the line, cross the line, goodbyeee.

. . .

Oh Where 'O My Beero

[No lyrics]

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