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Factory Sessions

by Cuffs

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1.
Let's Go Yeah Come On Today it feels like one of those days I don’t wanna get up I don’t want say anything To ya mother or ya father I'm not causing a palaver I just wanna stay in bed today I don’t know why I’m feeling like this Don’t get me wrong I really don’t like it I can’t work out what I did wrong But fuck it i'll just get up and i'll just get on Get up drag myself from my bed Leave the house once again I get a feeling of dread Don’t wanna talk to anyone or anything this isn’t fun Oh god I should of just stayed in bed I don’t know why I’m feeling like this Don’t get me wrong I really don’t like it I can’t work out what I did wrong But fuck it i’ll just get up and i’ll just get on When I get to my destination I’m instantly hit with a wave of frustration I’ve got loads of fucking work to do I’m fed up of just seeing you sit there and do fuck all I don’t know why I’m feeling like this Don’t get me wrong I really don’t like it I can’t work out what I did wrong But fuck it i'll just get up and i'll just get on Finally, I get back to bed Once again suddenly I get that feeling of dread That I’m never gonna leave again I’m never getting up again I know I’ve go back to work I don’t know why I’m feeling like this Don’t get me wrong I really don’t like it I can’t work out what I did wrong But fuck it i'll just get up and i'll just get on
2.
Let's go You can't knock the system been in place for years You can't knock the system don't care about your tears No, can't knock the system protected by law You can't knock the system If not then what are you good for They're buying houses while you starve and bleed on the floor Closet fucking racists always greedy cuz they want more Sending troops to death zones for oil and call it just war Stealing from your bank accounts the money that you bled for And this is it I'm gonna be worked to the bone My mother works from 9-5 for you to tax it all Take my money my pride my will to live Nothing but murderers you're taking all that I can give Cuz it's your fault your like this you need to work hard It's your fault your like this cuz your not mentally scarred Is it my fault i'm like this I don't work hard enough You feeling on edge mate? Nah thats just a bluff Ignoring public crisis what politicians do They hate your mothers hate your fathers despise you They say comply they say abide but they don't answer back Pretend to be upset and then play the victim when we answer back And this is it I'm gonna be worked to the bone My mother works from 9-5 for you to tax it all Take my money my pride my will to live You fucking murderers you're taking all that I can give And this is it I'm gonna be worked to the bone My mother works from 9-5 for you to tax it all Take my money my pride my will to live You fucking murderers you're taking all that I can give You're taking all (I can give) You're taking all (I can give) You're taking all (I can give) You're taking all (I can give) You're taking all (I can give) You're taking all (I can give) You're taking all (I can give) You're taking all (I can give)
3.
Oh no I can't see Oh no I can't breathe I'm about to reach my fucking breaking point and I mean All things that I say There goes by not a day Where I don't wanna end it all and pack my things and run away We know that we ain't gonna make it now Ain't gonna make it out alive We know that we ain't gonna make it now My heart it bleeds just for you I find my self questioning I find my mind beckoning Wether I should give it up or drown myself in my sin Hang me up by a thread Please leave me for dead Cuz I can't seem to get the fucking noise out of my head We know that we ain't gonna make it now Ain't gonna make it out alive We know that we ain't gonna make it now My heart it bleeds just for you Yeah Oh can you feel it Cuz I can feel it It's fucking painful It's burning me alive Oh can you feel it Cuz I can feel it It's fucking painful It's burning me alive Oh can you feel it Cuz I can feel it It's fucking painful It's burning me alive Oh can you feel it Cuz I can feel it It's fucking painful It's burning me alive Oh can you feel it Cuz I can feel it It's fucking painful It's burning me alive Oh can you feel it Cuz I can feel it It's fucking painful It's burning me alive Oh can you feel it Cuz I can feel it It's fucking painful It's burning me alive Burning me alive Burning me alive Burning me alive Burning me alive
4.
Now that we walked round We killed the cash cow Don't be so brash now Get on the lash now Oh where's the money honey This isn't funny honey Now that we walked round We killed the cash cow Feel like the hang man My money down the pan I'm hearing bang bang Still screaming gang gang Before all hell broke loose I couldn't breathe my lungs were bruised Murdered my modesty I felt worse off honestly My lungs are filled with water Father controls your daughter Flowers that her lover bought her He got angry as she got slaughtered Now that we walked round We killed the cash cow Don't be so brash now Get on the lash now Oh where's the money honey This isn't funny honey Now that we walked round We killed the cash cow It's up in smoke now Gag and we choke now Grab by the throat now Getting provoked now Spent out got no ambition Poor kid I've been conditioned Anxious about superstition Complacency envisioned If death be upon me I promise I'll welcome it I won't starve My clothes are counterfeit I'll still try too scared to commit Shot pint shot pint shot pint Now that we walked round We killed the cash cow Don't be so brash now Get on the lash now Oh where's the money honey This isn't funny honey Now that we walked round We killed the cash cow Now that we walked round We killed the cash cow Don't be so brash now Get on the lash now Oh where's the money honey This isn't funny honey Now that we walked round We killed the cash cow Good intentions do not mean shit When your sole purpose Is to be a bastard to everybody you've ever met And that's it That's it There's no more to it Absolutely no more to it All the monies down the pan And we've all been pissed up the fucking wall Again Now that we walked round We killed the cash cow Don't be so brash now Get on the lash now Oh where's the money honey This isn't funny honey Now that we walked round We killed the cash cow Now that we walked round I killed the cash cow Don't be so brash now Get on the lash now Oh where's the money honey This isn't funny honey Now that we walked round We killed the cash cow
5.
Who the fuck do you think you are How the fuck did you get this far You make me sick you make me sick You dirty fucking Dirty fucking pigs She's got issues but her mother still loves her So get away from her you dirty old fucker You make me sick you make me sick You dirty fucking Dirty fucking pigs Cuz you don't know the impression that you make And you don't know how much it takes To not cut off your fucking face I've tried my best to put up with you But now the time has come That I'm gonna fucking murder you Who the fuck do you think you are How the fuck did you get this far You make me sick you make me sick You dirty fucking Dirty fucking pigs She's got issues but her mother still loves her So get away from her you dirty old fucker You make me sick you make me sick You dirty fucking Dirty fucking pigs Cuz I'm up to here with all your toxic shit You act like your the big man But your nothing but a fucking prick Manipulating playing with their minds Dear future home abuser your wife is fucking terrified Who the fuck do you think you are How the fuck did you get this far You make me sick you make me sick You dirty fucking Dirty fucking pigs She's got issues but her mother still loves her So get away from her you dirty old fucker You make me sick you make me sick You dirty fucking Dirty fucking pigs Who the fuck do you think you are How the fuck did you get this far You make me sick you make me sick You dirty fucking Dirty fucking pigs She's got issues but her mother still loves her So get away from her you dirty old fucker You make me sick you make me sick You dirty fucking Dirty fucking pigs Dirty Fucking Pigs Yeah Come On Yeah Yeah Dirty fucking pigs Dirty fucking pigs
6.
If you don't have anything then there's nothing left lose If you don't have a purpose then you're gonna have to choose To put your faith in fiction or put your faith in the news But either way you'll end up disappointed with a bruise Cause there's maggots in your music and there's maggots in the law They'll rip away your earnings and at your heart they'll claw Take everything you have and everything you earn They'll rip away your cravings disobey and you'll be burned Cause I put my faith in all of it and I put my faith in hymn But they never fucking listened and I'm never giving in So nows the time to realise and nows the time to stop Cuz its just a money scandal 1% at the top I tried my fucking best but it's all become a cough Last time I tried praying your god told me to fuck off Yeah Come on Yeah nows the time to get on your fucking knees And worship the overlords that run your lives I'm a rebel of your faith And I'm a rebel of your prayer Cause every time I struggled Your god was never there Nothing but a money maker Nothing but a money taker Nothing but a fucking vandal And nothing but a scandal Yeah cuz here lies my conscience Nothing but a poor broken boy who spoke nonsense Nothing but a victim of capitalist fraud Who got his soul taxed and fucked and thrown overboard Forgotten people all around the place waste of space But we're all part of this human race We got few issues need to be addressed Gonna be rebellion then we'll break some fucking necks It's never gonna end unless we take a stand Fuck the government and fuck the church It's all a scam Nows the time to call around And burn the fucking system down I'm a rebel of your faith And i'm a rebel of your prayer Cause every time I struggled Your god was never there Nothing but a money maker Nothing but a money taker Nothing but a fucking vandal And nothing but a scandal Oh, you're a good person Because you pray before food and read verse one But you ignore the children in the streets Who are starving to death without a fucking spoon to feed You don't really care you just do what you're told Ignoring poverty they're dying out but that's the goal Nothing but genocide of the working class Bow down bend over for the overarching Fascist catholic priests who got landed Into a prison cell locked up But fuck the lot of em cause I don't give a fuck Hopefully they've got cell mate with a dick to suck I hope they stay locked up for life But if the church gets involved they'll only get a night The scandals the vandals the hopes and dreams Of already broken people down on their knees I'm a rebel of your faith And I'm a rebel of your prayer Cause every time I struggled Your god was never there Nothing but a money maker Nothing but a money taker Nothing but a fucking vandal And nothing but a scandal I'm a rebel of your faith And I'm a rebel of your prayer Cause every time I struggled Your god was never there Nothing but a money maker Nothing but a money taker Nothing but a fucking vandal And nothing but a scandal

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Cuffs Live Session from Factory Studios Bristol

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released June 4, 2021

Matthew Cook- Music
Lewis Harwood- Music
Will Ballbag Grant- Music
Brodie Morgans- Lyrics

Recorded and Mixed by Matthew Cook Producer
Mastered by Pete Maher Mastering
Artwork by Flowers and Bones
Photos by Mitchellsvisuals

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Cuffs Bristol, UK

The punks who call themselves CUFFS will inspire you to take action, question the system around you, and have a damn good time while you do it. With drilling riffs, heavy beats and lyrics fuelled by angst and social frustration.
Since 2019 CUFFS have spent their time relentlessly gigging. Honing their craft and building a strong reputation as a chaotic live band.
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