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Less is More​.​.​.​More or Less

by Rash Decision + 2 Sick Monkeys

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Decrepit bedsit, stench unbearable Brightly coloured shirt, eating like an animal Rose Tattoo and Chopper Reid, harden the fuck up Sux to be you, living with a speed freak Police. Standoff. Creeping in my flesh, burning buggery Climb onto your mattress, nauseous caress Yellow fingers, pry at virgin skin Eyes high nerves wide, never the same again PHILTHY’S.MATTRESS.
Trip down a crack and fall apart Now you’re the guppie and I’m the shark Hang you up, next to my carp 40 pound test a mean –ass cast Swing your bodies up on my mast Dorsals, pectorals in the past Here fishy, fillet AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH Fish.On. Crack my oar about your face Ain’t got no respect, you ain’t a plaice Rules of the sea, on my case Fish and Chips
Fucked over again Again and again Homeless for another night Hollow promises, a cold hard floor Seven hour trek, wait outside Same standard indifference Terrorizer’s grindhouse night ‘Could be a good’ I’ll hold my breath Two sets played that day All for nothing what a joke
Second time round, still no improvement Stuck in Troubador we wanna go home Why won’t this thing stay in tune Second time round AIN’T LEARNT SHIT
Heads Down Shoulders Up With a burning throat, Set this hole on fire Apathy is motivation Pissing in the wind Our miles scar the world Come home to the unknown We’ll unpick these stitches And pick at the itch Ball’s in your court Do the time There’s no second place In the wasteland Heads Down, Shoulders Up Shoulders Up
No, don’t mind if I do You’re the ones to blame Live the dream, swallow the winter rain Break your back, where hopes die You’re the ones to blame, got no fucking money How am I supposed to pay the fucking rent? A dead scene will burn the heels …..of the chosen ones In the shadows, you’ll find the Junkies with infected limbs The monster must be fed Seagulls will pick our bones Third generation infection Middle ground is war Destination of desperation End the cycle once more We’re the ones to blame You’re the ones to blame
Give me my pesticide Potassium suicide Temporary Worker (Clause 4.1) Temporary Worker.
Oi! Ayumi! Sayonara! Oi! Ayumi! See ya later! (When we first met you) You were playing the bass and singing in Harmacy Then you did the same in the brilliant Ratbags Always down the front watching all the bands play In your 2 Sick Monkeys t-shirt But now you're going home and you're leaving London You're going home and you're leaving England 2 Sick Monkeys gonna miss you mate Bye bye from us and have fun - Oi! Oi! Oi!
Little baby born a boy!!! Routine circumcision goes horribly wrong Little baby Bruce was terribly burned Dr John Money suggests an experiment Money talked and the desperate parents listened Turn him into a girl!!! Money's experiment was based on his theory That nurture was more important than nature Was he the answer to the desperate parents pleas? Or were they the answer to his? Little girl bcomes a man!!! Bruce Brenda David Death!!!
I've had enough, I've gotta get out Gotta get out, I've had enough
Blurrrr (part 2) BLURRRR!!!!!!!
I'm the champion, I'm the best I'm the one with the head most-messed
Yes you are, no I'm not Contradict It's all an act, hide the truth Hypocrite
I don't wanna be me, I don't like what I see I don't like who I am, I just wanna be free I don't wanna be me, I don't wanna be me I don't wanna be me, I don't like what I see What's the point of it all? And what's it all mean? I don't wanna be me, I don't wanna be me I don't wanna be me, I just wanna be free I don't like who I am, I don't like what I see I don't wanna be me, I don't wanna be me
Childhood memories, fun and games The sun was shining every day Inseperable as we charged around Knocking the obstacles (other kids) to the ground No brakes - got no brakes No brakes - can't slow down No brakes - got no brakes Can't stop, won't stop, take you down! Full of beans we hit top speed Unstoppable 2-man wrecking spree As all around us targets fell We'd grin from ear to ear and yell
Jagged edges, fiery circle Moving closer, turning, burning Pressure building, eyes are closing Light's too bright, this headache hell Blind spot aura, pins and needles Vision's blurred, I'm shaking, boiling Nauseous, please no loud noises I'm so tired, this headache hell Migraine, migraine, It's doing my head in, so helpless it's useless Please turn out the lights! Migraine!
No room for him but he's only small You get rid of him and you lose us all So you kicked him out but he found the keys And brought this place down to its knees We used to have a laugh when we came in here Now we won't even go anywhere near You're an evil liar with a face of fire Your contract's temp, you're only on hire Time's up - truth's out! Time's up - you're out!! Tell me how this stupid cow Was allowed to ruin our public house Breezed in new, right out of the blue Tried to do a job but she didn't clue Well we had you sussed right from the start You killed this place, broke its heart You're an evil liar with a face of fire Your contract's temp, you're only on hire
Fuck The Something Somethings Fuck The Something Somethings La la la la La la la la Beer, cider, absinthe, whisky, all this booze will do for me I demand some booze...drink!! Drinking all this booze is giving me the shits I get so fucking drunk I suck on slapper's tits Walking down the street a bottle of cider in my hand Knock this fucker down me neck and go and get some cans I Love Booze!!! Vodka, gin, meths and plonk, all this booze won't do me wrong I demand some booze...drink!! All this booze I love to drink, I end up puking in the sink Kidneys fucked, liver's dead, I'm close to death I think I've ran out of booze!!! I'm heading for the gas Kidneys fucked, liver's dead, never thought I'd die this fast I Love Booze!!!


Two bands and top mates that toured together quite a lot, it seemed that the next logical step was to make an album together...so we did...and this is it!

The 2 Sick Monkeys tracks are available for free download.

The Rash Decision tracks are stream-only...if you want to download their songs please visit their bandcamp at: rashdecision.bandcamp.com


released August 1, 2012

Dave Decision - Rythm Guitar and backing vocals.
Simon J Sky - Lead guitar and lead vocals on 'Philthy's Mattress'
James 'perky' Perkins - Bass and backing vocals
Thomas Candy - Drums and backing vocals

Fred Nus - Drums/Vocals
Pete Tower - Bass/Vocals

Released on Smegma Records, Pumpkin Records, Riot Ska Records, Atomsmasher Records, Side-Effect Records, Manic Pogo, Rodent Popsicle Records


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2 Sick Monkeys Swindon, UK

2 Sick Monkeys formed in December 2000, primarily to support Darrin Mooney (Primal Scream) in a one-off gig at a drum event in Swindon...they have now played over 1,000 gigs including 10 European tours and 1 tour of Japan.

They describe themselves as tight, melodic and in your face.

Basically……small outfit, BIG SOUND!!
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