On Dockers Day

by These Creeps



From the forthcoming full-length album.


The smoke in my shoes makes me so confused
And the message I receive keeps you amused
And then I'm up by three yeah pissed by four
All I ever wanted was to give and take more.
On Dockers Day salvage the town
When the streets are dead I'll wear the crown
And tax the pavement all content
Picking up cigarettes from the cement.

Annual leave and Autumn Fall
I'm sick and homeless for the long haul
Advertising sorrows at the bottom of the bottle
In the passenger seat got no control over the throttle
The car crash that we impend
Will be the day when we see the end
Not after the poor health I yield
I'm in a stupor in the same old field.

As if I'm an alcoholic
I feel like a schizophrenic.

You never would believe what rattles around inside my head.

Bite marks upon my arm the scars of war I wear
Searching for a dive on a rainy day
Because the shop and the forty ounce isn't the way
I'll be half way there and still can see
The road to your house it seems to be
Paved with all your good intentions
Try and apprehend my poor pretention.

The day I wash the streets of scum
Is the moment when the battle's won
Because it's easier said than done
Saving Smeaton can't be fun
You don't know it you don't need me
Two people caught in the act and hear me
Sitting on the steps of Stoggy I'll be
Waiting for some closure on another story.


released March 4, 2015
Written by These Creeps
Recorded Mixed & Mastered by Ru Hewitt (R.U.S.E)

Ross 'Billy-Roadkill' Lawer - Vocals
Anthony Goffin - Guitars
Mr.Bassman - Bass
Kristoff Haylock - Drums


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The Bus Station Loonies Plymouth, UK

4, 5 and 6-piece stinking cabaret punk rock combo from Plymouth in Devon, UK.
Formed 1995 and never taken the hint since.
Home of Ruptured Ambitions Records.
Fund raisers and rabble rousers since 1989.

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