Bump 'n' Grind

Lyrics: Gillespie Music: Gillespie/Choi/Gunn/Heard

Hey there baby, I'm everything you want

Everything you need, and I'm hanging on your sleeve Yeah baby, with you I'll be blunt I want you bad, yes you better believe Into you, I've got to drive a screw Plant the hammer of my loving like a bullseye dart I ain't got nothing but the best to give you So give in baby, forget that little heart

Uh-huh, they’re watching us

Uh-huh, let’s make ‘em blush We’ll make ‘em sick with disgust C’mon baby, it’s just lust

I know you feel it, baby, so do I

I know you need it, baby, so do I I know you bleed it, baby, so do I C’mon and tame it, baby, bump ‘n’ grind

Hey there baby, they ain't looking no more

No need to worry, there's nobody but us Give in baby, it's good to be a whore I need your want, want your need, and I need no trust I'm the shock that you feel in the small of your back I'm the snake that's coiling around your spine So step on this ride, you won't wanna come back Just face it baby, tonight you'll be mine

Uh-huh, no-one’s watching us

Uh-huh, I’ll make ya’ blush We’ll make ‘em sick with disgust Let’s show ‘em, it’s just lust

I know you feel it, baby, so do I

I know you need it, baby, so do I I know you bleed it, baby, so do I C’mon and tame it, baby, bump ‘n’ grind

I'm the wind that's shaking those quivering lips

I'm the fuel for the fire inbetween your hips I'm the heat drawing sweat from inside your pores I'm that thrill that you feel from your head to your toes I'm the wind that's shaking those quivering lips I'm the fuel for the fire inbetween your hips I'm the heat drawing sweat from inside your pores I'm that thrill that you feel from your head to your toes

Uh-huh, they’re watching us

Uh-huh, let’s make ‘em blush We’ll make ‘em sick with disgust C’mon baby, it’s just lust

I know you feel it, baby, so do I

I know you need it, baby, so do I I know you bleed it, baby, so do I C’mon and tame it, baby, bump ‘n’ grind

Joey

Lyrics: Gillespie Music: Gillespie/Choi/Gunn

Incident, did she even know what it meant?

To me, how she unchained my soul and let it free She left, and now into insanity I drift So alone, and my broken heart has turned to stone

Come back, please

I’m less than, what I’d thought, she held my life in her hands

Defeat, I wasn’t strong enough, and now doomed to repeat This suffer, need a friend, a lover, just need another But no-one’s there, so I pose a question to God: why should I go on?

Come back, please

I think I may do it tonight, there’s no more world, no more light

She was my life, now she’s gone, no-one cares, I’m just one When she left me alone, stripped down to my skin and bone Now the bell tolls for me, in my darkest hour Need death to come as it may, to come and wash her away To once again let me be, to once again set me free With open arms I embrace, this loving final caress Take me to my grave, now it’s too late

It’s too late

Dust

Lyrics: Gillespie Music: Gillespie/Choi/Gunn

The golden rain falls

And illuminates your face A beautiful taste Of a new place The trees shimmer With silver and gold As revolutions unfold This new-born child we hold

Kiss me

And we will grow Hold me And here we will grow

Remove the shackles of youth

Discard our fears For there shall be no more tears In our later years And with this coming of age I realise And with the new moon rise I see love in your eyes

Kiss me

And we will grow Hold me And here we will grow

The journey is over

And much we have learned Much we have burned But this love we have earned This is our night Take your hand in mine As the golden dust falls from the sky I see love in your eyes

Kiss me

And we will grow Hold me And here we will grow

Beast

Lyrics: Gillespie Music: Heard/Gillespie/Choi/Gunn

Making of your end, my friend

Unholy mutiny Dealing out the pain, again Savage as can be The animal inside, alive Tear free from the pack The bull is by the horns, and torn Razor-clawed attack

Beast

Break free from control Beast Find your land to roam Cease Cease to face denial Release As the plataeu rolls a'wild

Total eclipse, apocalypse

The signs of your demise Culling of the wild, starlight Means the end is nigh Taking of the reigns, break chains And revel in God's will Drink the blood of prey, this day This beast shall hunt to kill

Beast

Break free from control Beast Find your land to roam Cease Cease to face denial Release As the plataeu rolls a'wild

Crutch

Lyrics: Gillespie Music: Gunn/Gillespie/Choi

I don’t want your crutch

Held me up? You held me down I couldn’t even get a touch All advances, looked upon with a frown I don’t need your crutch Held me up? You held me down I couldn’t even get a touch All advances, you just flushed them right down

I don’t want your crutch

I don’t need your crutch You can keep your crutch This life is all to much for me

I don’t want your crutch

This bomb has got to drop I’m clamping on the clutch This ride has got to stop I don’t need your crutch This bomb has got to drop I’m clamping on the clutch Stop this goddamn ride, I want to get off

I don’t want your crutch

I don’t need your crutch You can keep your crutch This life is all to much for me

Never so lonely, never control me

Promises empty, wannabe therapy But haven’t you heard, I’m over you Never so lonely, never control me Promises empty, wannabe therapy But haven’t you heard, I’m over you

Traitor, perpetrator, defy the will of thy creator

Traitor, perpetrator, defy the will of thy creator Traitor, perpetrator, defy the will of thy creator Traitor, perpetrator, defy the will of thy creator

I don’t want your crutch

I don’t need your crutch You can keep your crutch This life is all to much for me

I don’t want your crutch

I don’t need your crutch You can keep your crutch Your life is all to much for me

Gotta get away, gotta get away, gotta get

Gotta get away, gotta get away, gotta get Gotta get away, gotta get away, gotta get Gotta get away, gotta get away, gotta get

Away

Jamie and Chrissy / The Waulking Song

Lyrics: Cooper/Thompson Music: Cooper/Thompson/Gunn

Jamie and Chrissy sitting in a tree

F-U-C-K-I-N-G First comes love, then comes marriage Then comes Jamie with the two-inch maggot

James Yuill chompin' on a Chinese noodle

Reminded him of Jamie's strudel The chin was big, the maggot was small Oh Good God, they were fucking Chris Hall

(Continue to Waulking Song...)

David... David... David, take the dog out... David, take the dog out

David...

David... I'm at the bingo, fill me up I'm at the bingo, fill me up

Haus!

Haus! Haus! Haus!!!

P.S. Please note that the views expressed in this song are not those of Falling Short or anyone associated with Falling Short, so we would be grateful if Big Jamie would let this one go, it's only a bit of fun. Please don't tear us a new arsehole.

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