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American teeth (English Pride)

from One Hyde Park by The Dowling Poole

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Track nine from the album 'One Hyde Park' by The Dowling Poole

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American Teeth (English Pride)

Semi-automatic loaded up and pointed at the people
Waiting to be given their dose of liberty
Anyone can get it if they want it bad enough
But then it always goes into the hands of the powers that have always been
Life’s for seizing, no sense in wasting it, while you’re breathing you could be tasting it

This sugar’s been laced with amphetamine, that fire’s kept alight with gasoline

Oh my – American pie, come on and take a slice
It’s sweet but it gets sickly - and it’s over far too quickly
Prime beef – American teeth, we chew our way through every piece
We’re straight and white and wholesome
But we’re getting lonesome now the appetite has gone - supersize it

Bringing up the rear across the pond
The English are alarmed to see they’re only one tiny breath away
Money running up the river to the one percent who own it all
They’re never gonna stop ‘til we force them to think again
Sebastian smiles from his place at high table,
Buys up the city as soon as he’s able to

Some kind of historical imperative
Try hard not to focus on the negative

Oh my – the English pride, to cover how we feel inside
More pliable than plastic, made to stretch out like elastic
Black wreath – the English teeth hide something darker underneath
The smooth veneer is broken but they won’t be spoken to
That way anymore, so put on your boots of quiet authority
Then go kick down that door with your self-assured superiority

Oh my – American pie, come on and take a slice
It’s sweet but it gets sickly and it’s over far too quickly
Prime beef – American teeth, we chew our way through every piece
We’re straight and white and wholesome
But we’re getting lonesome now and
Oh my – the English pride, to cover how we feel inside
More pliable than plastic, made to stretch out like elastic
Black wreath – the English teeth hide something darker underneath
The smooth veneer is broken but we won’t be woken from this

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from One Hyde Park, released April 15, 2016
Willie Dowling and Jon poole

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