Massive Wagons - House Of Noise

Artist: Massive Wagons
Release: House Of Noise


1. In It Together

Take one of these
And help yourself to that
Said the geezer in black
Millsy don’t say anything stupid

I don’t drink when I sing
Cos my brain doesn’t work
And he looked at me like
Son, you’ve got a lot to learn… I know.. I KNOW

Haway fellas I’m so glad ya came
I want people screaming your name
Tra la la laa… la laa
This feels like home

Maybe I’m old before my years
Maybe writing songs wipes away the tears
Maybe it’s the realisation that we’re in it together

We’ll give ‘em some big time rock and roll
Big riffs, big licks, big moves
We’ll drive ‘em crazy

We’re bringing the big show back to town
Give ‘em a lesson in big time rock and roll
Let’s go… LET’S GO!

Haway fellas I’m so glad ya came
I want people screaming your name
Tra la la laa… la laa
This feels like home

Maybe I’m old before my years
Maybe writing songs wipes away the tears
Maybe it’s the realisation that we’re in it together

Maybe I’m running before I can walk
Maybe I’m singing before I can talk
Maybe he knows I know that we’re in it together

2. Bangin' In Your Stereo

Bangin’ in your stereo
Gettin’ down on the radio
We’re bangin’ in your stereo
Fast and loud on the radio

They rock like it’s ’73
Every way from the east coast to the Irish Sea

Bangin’ in your stereo
Gettin’ down on the radio
We’re bangin’ in your stereo
Fast and loud on the radio

But if there was a face I’d fire into space
It’d be that singer
I’ll sing him a song when I know that he’s gone
And raise my middle finger

‘Next up on radio, nobody gives a god damn we have the band everybody loves to hate, fronted by the biggest douchebag of them all, you’re sick of ‘em, I’m sick of ‘em, save yourselves and tune out now!!’

Sick of that band
Sick of their noise
Sick of what everyone else enjoys
Sick of that band
Sick of their noise
Well I’m sick to death of your whinging voice….

We’re bangin’…

3. House Of Noise

When the noise next door
Is bangin’ loud in your life
Should I really get out more

Will the party down your street
Cause the thump in your brain
To match your heart and its beat or

‘Cos when your mind unwinds
And if you try and remind
The noises once that lived there

They are the days of your youth
And they were speaking to you
But now it’s silence, they’ve gone elsewhere

I’m just smashing my face into another tomorrow
Closing today, go over yesterday’s audio
Killing some time till I’m flushed out or I’m told to go

I’m only killing some time inside my house of noise
Killed by the climb, killed by the lows and the highs
Killing some time till I go deaf in my house of noise

I got a burning inside to scream
You know I’m alive
I’ve every right to be me

I’ve got a brain but it’s dead
A heart that’s easily led
I’ve a remote but no TV

I’m kicking both of my legs, my arms
And bangin’ my head
But nothing seems to be right

I’m lost in life, on a roll
I’m burning up in a hole
And I’d like to bid you all goodnight

4. Freak City

Freaking out, I’m freaking out
There’s a fire in my head and it won’t go out
Got a pain in my chest that comes and goes
I’ve been punched in the face so much it shows

Freaking out, I’m freaking out
There’s a knot in my gut I could do without
I torture myself about when I’ll die
I don’t sleep at night, I just close my eyes

My head’s a disco full of people that I don’t like
I’d crumble if my sense of humour went on strike

We’re sitting pretty in freak, freak city
Lead the people, don’t let ‘em drown you out
Sitting pretty in freak, freak city
We’ll make it happen, the future is so bright

Freaking out, I’m freaking out,
There’s a fire in my heart, it’s not going out
I sing ‘till I live, live till I sing
I can sing so loud I don’t hear a thing

My head’s a disco full of people I don’t like
I’d crumble if my sense of humour went on strike

5. Hero

They never came down from the sky
They never walked on water, parted the waves, remained dry
They never saved, saved humanity
They’re only flesh and bone, blood like you and me

But if you want it enough, you think you can last
Not achieving the impossible, just kicking some ass
It’s yours for the taking, just sitting right there
Don’t moan about your life, don’t nobody care

Need a hero, be a hero
Risk it all, goin’ nowhere
Hero, be a hero
Risk the fall, let me tell ya

Your history ain’t gonna write itself
It’s gonna forget about you, write about someone else
Your reputation don’t mean nothin’ at all
It’s about where you’re from, where you’re goin’
It’s all about standing tall yeah

If you want it enough, you think you can last
Not achieving the impossible, just kicking some ass
It’s yours for the taking, just sitting right there
Don’t moan about your life, don’t nobody care

Need a hero, be a hero
Risk it all, goin’ nowhere
Hero, be a hero, yeah
Risk it all, goin’ nowhere
Need a hero, be a hero
Risk the fall
Hero, be a hero, yeah

It’s just once around you know
Don’t get a second go
Blink and you’re gone
Sing when you wanna sing
Dance when you wanna dance
This is your song

6. Professional Creep

We got a headache that won’t go away
No time for the doctor, we self medicate
We got pills for all pains
We got pills for our sleep
We got blue pills for things that we’re struggling to keep…

But you can’t vaccinate against being an asshole
Hello, is that the doctor?
What’s the problem?
I’m an asshole

It’s like riding your bike when your ass is on fire
When you really hate bells
But yer dad’s the town crier
When your brain tells you the truth
But your heart he’s a liar
And you wanna make some noise
But they tell you to be quiet

You can’t vaccinate against being an asshole
Hello, is that the doctor?
What’s the problem?
I’m an asshole

And ya look like Meryl Streep
You’re a professional male creep
You got a luncheon meat physique
But it doesn’t really matter to me

You tear us to pieces all over the place
All I ever wanted was to punch you
In the face

And ya look like Meryl Streep
You’re a professional male creep
Ya got a luncheon meat physique
But it doesn’t really matter to me

Yer a professional male creep
And professionally obsolete
You rip the mick right through the week
But it doesn’t really matter to me me me me…

7. Pressure

What, what the hell is this
What, what the hell is this
It’s not the same as the last one
Why, why am I still here
Why, why am I still here
This isn’t what I came for

Since that label got involved
They’re losing direction
Give me back my band
And I’ll be out of your hair
Since that label got involved
I’d like my money back!

You can’t touch me at all
I don’t feel no pressure
I don’t feel no pressure
I don’t feel no
(No you can’t touch us at all, goodbye)

No you can’t touch us at all
We don’t feel your pressure
We don’t feel your pressure
We don’t feel your…
No you can’t touch us at all, goodbye

Which, which one of you
Which, which one of you
Is kissin’ corporate holy hole
And when, when it’s said and done
When, when it’s said and done
I didn’t deserve a say so

I’m sorry if you think we’re wasting your time
I’m sorry if you think we’re a waste of your time
We’re supercalifrajalistic outta sight
We’re a jab, we’re a jab, we’re a left right left right
Standin’ for the people who don’t have a voice
Singin’ for the people who don’t have a choice
You can leave or believe at the church of noise
If you choose to believe rejoice, rejoice!

8. The Curry Song

Hello, is that the Taj Mahal?
Chicken biryani, lamb passanda
Make it rogan a can of tizer
Cook it hot, hot hot hot
Coconut, mmm, not not not
2 keema naans, cheesy chips
Some of those nice spicy dips
Vindaloo, side of rice
Make it prawn, extra spice

Life at home
Or life away
Curry mile
Or east Bombay

Face to face or telephone
10 sat down or on your own
9 cold cobras, a lassi, mango
Ste likes fahl
I’m not a fan though
Munchin’ bahjis, pakora nora,
Madras, balti of course, a korma
Love this food, I love it all
From the Far Pavilion
To the spiced Bengal

Tip my hat to the curry lovers
Takin’ over sisters brothers

It’s my favourite place to go
It’s a proper popadom dinner
It’s my favourite place in the world
If you fancy it sometime, give me a ring

My friends they all dig chi-ar-neese
Fish n’ chips, mushy peas
Subway subs, chipotle sauce,
Cheese and toasted, but of course
But I’m a man who’d have much sooner
A nice cold Tiger with his bhuna
Send my arse through the fires of hell
Let Satan deal with the awful smell

On the road
Or flying high
Give me curry
Before I die

It’s my favourite place to go
It’s a proper popadoma dinner
It’s my favourite place in the world
If you fancy it sometime give us a ring

It’s my favourite place to go
It’s my favourite place to go
It’s my favourite place to go
In the world

I say keema, you say naan!
Keep, NAAN, Keema, NAAN
I say rogan, you say josh
Rogan, JOSH, rogan, JOSH
I say rogan, you say MOSH!

9. Glorious

Rick the pen reviews bands
Nobody’s listening
Baz the man waves his hands
I think he fancies my girlfriend
Gareth does sound on the weekend
But I swear he hates rock bands
Part time professionals, full time assholes

Dave spends time at festivals
I think that’s bloody marvellous
He drinks till he goes blind
I can’t see anything wrong with that
But goes back home and uploads
What’s on his iPhone, and berates the bands online…
Dave, Dave behave
You’re missing the point my friend

‘Cos I’m your biggest fan
You don’t know me that’s ok
To me you’re solid gold!
I’d write a song about you every day…

You’re glorious, you’re glorious
When you’re ranting, and you’re raving
Is it stardom that you’re craving
Glorious!

‘Cos I’m your biggest fan
You don’t know me, that’s OK
Solid gold, maybe you’ll sing about me someday

10. Sad, Sad Song

It started in Tesco, so I needed to get home
I made that decision then came tunnel vision
I focused on leaving but bang went my breathing
I went down in style, I froze in the hot aisle

And now I know, what all the fuss is about…

It went on and on and on and on, I hope I’m wrong
I hope I’m wrong
It bent me down in China Town
With its hands around my throat

I’m OK, I’m alright
I got plenty of sleep last night
It’s a brand new day
What the hell is this crawling up my back
Smashed into my brain again

This has never happened before

It went on and on and on and on
I hope I’m wrong
I hope I’m wrong

It bent me down in China Town
With its hands ’round my throat

On and on and on and on
I hope I’m wrong, my sad, sad song,
It stitched me up, it made me cry
And it ruined my weekend… with you

Total fiasco, laugh level zero
This has never happened before

11. Hallescrewya

Hello, hello
Where have you gone
You looked like you’d like it
But you left in a song
You’d obviously paid
I mean I wish you’d have stayed
But the lovers are here
And the show must go on
Did we not scream enough
Was there not enough cool
Did the people around you
Make you feel like a fool
Was it catching your bus
Or was it just time to blow
Was it the best show on earth
I guess you really don’t know

This one goes out to the man who left the show
He doesn’t know
But we know

HALLE ‘SCREW YA
We’re takin all of the notes
And the words that we wrote
And arrange ‘em so people care

Hello, hello
Just after you’d gone
It was beers on the house
As long as we’d play the songs
We poured out in the streets
Conga’d around the town
You lit Dover on fire
We’re burning it down
It was gig of the year
It was over the top
It was welcome back home
It’s why we love you a lot
But you weren’t there to see
You’d gone home to your bed
It was the best show on earth
Do you hear what I said

This one goes out to the man who left the show
He doesn’t know
But we know

HALLE ‘SCREW YA
We’re takin all of the notes
And the words that we wrote
And arrange ‘em so people care
HALLE ‘SCREW YA
We make agreeable sounds
For the lost and the found
And I’m trying my best not to swear

12. Matter Of Time

Sit me alone
Sit me in silence
Please sit me in sunshine
If you showed me your guidance

I was nowhere before
I was nowhere until
I’m sick to my back teeth
So please sit me still

Crushed underneath
The weight of myself
The words best remembered
Might be fit and well

Stared out the big window
For an hour or so
Dad where is my mother
Oh she’s over the road

Still crushed underneath
The weight of this hell
It’s a long way to fall
If you’re all by yourself

But we’re not alone
We’re not alone

Just a matter of time, just a matter of time
Girl, I know you will shine shine shine shine
Just a matter of time
Just a matter of time
Girl I know you will shine shine shine

I’m there in your bones
We share the same heart
You brought me my spirit
Now we’re never apart
Always thinking of you
Dreaming of when
You conquer the world
Again and again
Together until I’m ready to go
And you’ll do the same
And the wind will still blow
Always crushed underneath
The weight of my love
‘Cos the weight of your happiness
It’s never too much

You’re not alone
You’re not alone

Just a matter of time, just a matter of time
Girl I know you will shine shine shine
It’s just a matter of time, just a matter of time
Girl I know you will shine shine shine

Love like your mother
And you’ll do just fine
Walkin’ through fire
I walk one step behind

I know what I know
You learn as you go
But the one thing I’m sure of
It’s a matter of time…