Pennies For The Dead

by Paper Rifles

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Pennies For The Dead / Bad Blood

“To emphasise the afterlife is to deny life. To concentrate on Heaven is to create hell” - Tom Robbins

“Liberty also means responsibility. That is why most men dread it” - George Bernard Shaw


released July 26, 2016

Tracks recorded and mixed by James Johnson, June 2016

Mastered by Martin Robbie, July 2016

Artwork by Nigel Barnes,

All songs © Paper Rifles, 2016




Paper Rifles Edinburgh, UK


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Track Name: Pennies For The Dead
Lay two pennies on the dead man's eyes
We both know money can't die
Spend all your pennies on the fire in the skies
We both know money can't die

Lay two pennies on the dead child's eyes
We both know money can't die
Bury the bodies in the dirt and the lies
We both know money can't die

We overstay every welcome and we overplay every card
We clap our hands in the Commons when the thinking gets too hard

You say you're sick of sitting on the fence so you burn it down and build a wall instead
You tell me it's not time for all my liberal thoughts as you count out all your pennies for the dead
Track Name: Bad Blood
Schoolboy fascists sing the songs of marching boots and hate
It seems the most expensive education goes to waste

And so goodness only knows how fast the bad blood flows
We're knee-deep in the shit and it clings to our clothes

Poison posters echo all the horrors of our age
Take the words as bullets and the bodies to the graves

We're weighted down with gold
We're swimming with the rich but we'll drown with the old

We've tasted all the wasted words and tears and hopes and fears and lives