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The Last Days Of Rome

by Snog

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I'm so jaded I can hardly speak So weary can't lift my feet So withered, it hurts to weep But this thought I'll always keep One grain of sand One grain of sand To build a mountain By hand You got to start with one Grain of sand The war machine so filled with hate The money lies at every gate So many battles to meet People take to the streets One grain of sand One grain of sand Every adventure Every plan Had to start with one Grain of sand I know it's easy just to sit and watch Apathy is so easy to catch Don't shake, I'm as guilty as you But these words I know are true One grain of sand One grain of sand Every adventure Every plan Had to start with one Grain of sand One grain of sand Every adventure, every plan Had to start with one Grain of sand One grain of sand One grain of sand To build a mountain By hand You've got to start with one Grain of sand One One One One One One One One
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Here comes the good juice Gotta cut the hate loose Gotta tell you how i feel I know you like it real One day the sun will grow And swallow up your home Consume all you own With pleasure I will groan If I cut then I bleed All day long Just to please you The last days of Rome The palaces The towers Will rot inside of hours Bereft of their powers The seeds they have sown The suburbs And the city The foul air makes me giddy So seldom is it witty The last days of Rome
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Lost At Sea 03:18
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City 05:02
Wrote a letter To get on paper The thoughts that i know I must tell Of humble means From the hills In the city I now dwell City, city City Don't let me down City, city City Don't let me down Worked some time Lost what was mine But you know You can't win 'em all Had a girl She was my world But in the end You stand by yourself City, city City Don't let me down City, city City Don't let me down Now it's cold The lights are low Alone All by myself She's gone No use in crying While the walls freeze The halls tease And no-one sees my last breath City, city City Don't let me down City, city City Don't let me down Wrote a letter To get on paper The thoughts that i know I must tell Of humble means From the hills In the city I did dwell City, city City You let me down Ba ba ba ba ba Ba ba ba ba ba
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Vaguely melancholic as you go about your job The music seeps into your skull The shuffle and the thrawl Clouds of dust fill your holes, static is your friend Subtle as a knife, subtle as the end Vaguely melancholic for another day You hum a tune, it gets you through the ghosts that drift you away There must be more than this, I know I hope for more than this, I know Please show me more than this, I know I beg for more than this, I know Vaguely melancholic as you wander through life In circles by the fog Blinded by headlights Vaguely melancholic as I sleep walk all day Hum a tune, it gets me through the hustle and decay There must be more than this, I know I hope for more than this, I know Please show me more than this, I know I beg for more than this, I know
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Whateverman 05:03
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The snow falls gently to the ground Under the tree, gifts scattered all around That special day that comes but once a year All your dreams come true right here Oh, it's Christmas everyday Christmas everyday For those freaks in the White House Dick Cheney's in Halliburton heaven Since September Eleven There's carnage and cash on tap From Afghanistan and Iraq A cornucopia Of gangster dystopia The aroma of roasted Iraqi children Creates a joy seldom hidden Seldom hidden Seldom hidden And it's Christmas everyday Christmas everyday For those bloodthirsty freaks In the White House Oh, it's Christmas everyday Christmas everyday For those murdering freaks In the White House Unwrap that delightful cluster bomb Hundreds of splinters fall all around They rip and shred that tender brown flesh Oh, it's just too delicious And it's all smiles in the White House Oh, it's Christmas everyday Christmas everyday For those murdering freaks In the White House Oh, it's Christmas everyday Christmas everyday For those bloodthirsty freaks In the White House Now you may think it's all too suspicious That some invisible dude in a cave could create such happiness But where there's a will, some neocons and oil No amount of carnage is too much trouble or toil And don't dare cry conspiracy It's just Christmas, you see Oh, it's Christmas everyday Christmas everyday For those bloodthirsty freaks In the White House Oh, it's Christmas everyday Christmas everyday For those murdering freaks In the White House
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I trusted you just like the rising sun The earth and stars held together as one This spinning ball, this ground, well that's just a lie And I, I Didn't know then what I do I do know now These flames cascade, the sky is a boiling red Waters are lappin' way over my head I reach for you, silence is all around And I, I Didn't know then what I do I do know now And I, I Didn't know then what I do I do know now I trusted you just like the rising sun The earth and stars held together as one This spinning ball, this ground, well that's just a lie And I, I Didn't know then what I do I do know now
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Go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep Go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep Your government is rimming you from the rear, oh dear So go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep In the new slavery The new slavery Plenty of toys For all the girls and boys In the new slavery The new slavery Plenty of toys For all the girls and boys Go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep Go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep Open your anus wide And welcome little Johnny inside Then go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep Go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep Open your anus wide And welcome little Johnny inside Then go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep Go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep All is well if you buy and sell So go to sleep, little Australia, go to sleep
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Uncle Rupert 06:08

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As should be obvious to any erudite observer there are no parallels here with the contemporary world stage at all. And so it is that Snog turn their back on their most recent outings of barbed satirical electro-punk and instead offer a new brand new album of historical narratives and charming tone poems set in palatable electro-pop surroundings, The Last Days Of Rome.

The album opens with the epic majesty of ‘One Grain Of Sand’, an ode to the pyramid builders of ancient Egypt and an excellent place to begin our journey. Our title track follows with its grinding beats and tumultuous slave-galley motifs. The third track on the album ‘Lost At Sea’ tells the quaint tale of a group of reckless pirates who jettison their map overboard and find themselves perilously close to the rocks. Will they survive, or will that hungry maiden the ocean devour them? Again any fevered imaginings of a comparison to current events would be the height of foolishness. Track four ‘It’s All Lies’ bears no connection to today’s responsible global citizens known as the mass media conglomerates, instead it is a parable told from the point of view of a Roman centurion who witnesses the dust of an enemy infantry approach but dare not believe the end is nigh.

‘City’ does not carp on about contemporary urban alienation and disenfranchisement but actually tells the heroic story of those visionaries who built the great middle ages city of London out of the most picturesque pre-loved timber available and cluttered its streets with refuse in a bold attempt to kick-start what is today known as urban renewal. And so it goes. Other highlights include the heartfelt metropolitan psalm ‘Christmas Everyday’ and the tender down-under nursery rhyme ‘Go To Sleep (Little Australia)’. All these pieces are skillfully presented in the agitated and rhythmic manner that today’s youth find so attractive yet they are also carefully crafted so as to never actually say anything at all thus avoiding any needlessly dangerous or uncomfortable moments.

After almost forty live dates around the USA, Europe, Russia and Australia in 2006 Snog return to the recording studio in 2007 (unlike the Romans of which they sing) victorious.

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released September 28, 2007

Produced by The Calculators (The Faint, Adalita) and recorded in Melbourne, Australia and Renswoude, The Netherlands 2007 AD
Mastered By Simon Polinski

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