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by The Bottlers

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released November 11, 2019

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The Bottlers Sydney, Australia

The Bottlers are a hard playing, nine piece, all acoustic folk punk band hailing from Sydney, Australia.

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Track Name: Hades' Way
Hades Way

We are the stoic men you know of 1885
Set in the pitch, we raise our picks
all for the Queensland mines
Deep in the earth again we go
Our lanterns held ahigh
Down in the soil again we toil
Until the day we die

Hi-Diddly-Ho
(Hey)
Hi-Diddly-Hey
(Hey)
Here we go again me boys, on down Hades’ way

Hi-Diddly-Ho
(Hey)
Hi-Diddly-Hey
(Hey)
Here we go again me boys, on down Hades’ way

Forging forth for all our worth
through mud and stone and blood
Like hellish plow, by beaten brow
we march the horse on up
out from the dark to make our name
our fortunes to be made
Torn from the rock and sodden muck into the light of day

Narrowed eyes near gone half blind
sweat stung in Summer’s heat
scouring paths to rob the heart
for riches far beneath
For lust, for love, for family, for hours in between
the drape of dirt, the snarl of work
the years along the seam

Hey
Track Name: Take Back the Streets
Take Back The Streets

We took to the streets in our thousands
Waving our placards and signs
But ever since the days of September 11
Every cunt’s too scared to go outside

Cause it’s easier to hit ‘Like’ on a Facebook page
Than it is to get kicked in the face
I miss the sounds of the police sirens
The smell of Molotovs mixed with mace

The coppers on horses and riot squad forces
Came in to take us away
So the bastards in power
In glass and steel towers
Could finally start to feel safe

Never, not once would they cast us a gaze
Down to the rebellious parade
Made up of those sick
of the cracking of whips
And those breaking their backs everyday

Let’s take back the streets my friends,
We’ll show them our power again
Lets take back the streets my friends,
We’ll show them our power again

Dragged from the womb
Into suburban tombs
Set down in a middle class hell
Spending your days, sipping on Chardonnays
And cursing slow ADSL

Utopian dreams
Viewed on LCD screens
Shield you from the harsh world outside
But you’ll never be free
Watched on CCTV
by Big Brother’s all-seeing eye

It’s time to start getting angry again,
It’s time to open your eyes
Think for yourself
Question those with the wealth
And cast off the media lies

We need a new revolution
To take back our world from the rich
Rise up and make sure that your voices are heard
Break their windows
And start throwing bricks

Let’s take back the streets my friends,
We’ll show them our power again
Lets take back the streets my friends,
We’ll show them our power again

We’ll take back the streets my friends,
We’ll show them our power again
We’ll take back the streets my friends,
We’ll show them our power again
Track Name: Up She Rises
Up She Rises

When I sailed down to Parramatta town
where the river runs a streak of brown
all the shanty lasses they gathered round
and with a row and a roar we’d make this sound

With an up she rises
Up she rises
Up she rises from the bed
With an up she rises
Up she rises
Whiskey worn about the head

Took a high born lady for a whirl
across the floor her hair unfurled
Knew I’d caught the wink beneath her curl
when we awoke in the kitchen with the serving girl

Led the parson’s daughter to the steps
of her father’s house, her sins confessed
Drunk her holy wine and thought me blessed
when I knelt at the altar neath her Sunday best

Met a black masked maiden’s dark eyed stare
down a lonely road she robbed me bare
when she drew her guns, a lovely pair
then laid me down and left me there

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