Produced by Martin Windebank
Recorded by Ashtronomik at WeGoIn Studios
Additional recording by Becca Starr
Mixed by Toni Smoke
lyrics
No money nor senses n fear of consequences
no future in my headspace only pounds and pences
death was a threat so real and always near
no reason to believe I would be here in a year
they say weed is a gateway drug to smack and speed
but Cannabis was a gateway drug to Amber Leaf
and in the middle little pills made me feel invincible
no cameras, no karma god damn I felt invisible
transparent looked past and looked through so I looked down
to a convoluted crew who when needed were not found
some of these clowns act sound but when you need back up
they back out and run off so we crack up and act out
friends by geography so I span the atlas
missing in action and loving the practice
stretching the bandwidth, pushing the envelope
living out travel light baggage but always pack a telescope (and hope)
One star from the Gutter na-na
I saw one star from the gutter
in hindsight probably got me away with murder
got on the right line elsewhere from a lifetime
where knife crime kept appearing on my timeline
I was a nose hair away from a teenage overdose
a joyride gone wrong or Ten years for selling coke
ask my peers if you can find them and tell them I said 'Hi!'
I didn't want to leave but I didn't want to die
absconded Scotland for some time with a warrant for a fine
It caught up with me just as I turned out fine
I remember that phone call vivid
sorry Ronnie won't be into work today, today I'm in prison
jail wasn't so bad, wasn't Shawshank dark
but not the tabloid's description of a holiday park
you could sleep in and skip meals if you wanted tae
it had terrestrial tely for Match of the Day
I kept myself to myself but met a guy from round are way
who assured me I had hanuners if someone slashed my face
cheers mate! great to hear which added to the backy
some pennies for the payphone and a matching bowhouse tracky
I was O.K and had my own space initially
which meant no sharing, Isolated in peace from the bigotry
wrote lyrics all day on A4 sheets...
borrowed from a screw who humoured my innocence speech
anti-establishment poems penned (you can imagine)
no love for the magistrate, the polis or the admin
not fuckin' Butlins, once in, promised, vowed never to return
one star on trip advisor freedom's much more fun
not much nite life, not one single bar behind bars
so we gathered in a church to hear a former stripper
she chat's about addiction and her brush with prostitution
how she got clean and how religion got her through things
couldnae care about a few days when guys twice my age
had families, locked away, with Twenty stretch sentences
a guard slams open the door- 'You've been liberated Jack'
the congregation in the chapel shouts 'Hallelujia!
I left my cellmate my pouch of Golden Virginia
and exit sinister gates- bitter but sillier
bitter
pretty bitter pretty bitter
but a little but sillier
Gordy was an essential part of getting our 1st demos done. He also produced `Miley Syria`, `Shortcut to Longevity` and 'Marilyn Monroe Logic' and you may know him as the Girobabies drummer. Jackal Trades
The Twistettes are the best punk rock band in Scotland. Their lead singer is also the bassist in Girobabies and features on Two Jackal Trades tracks `Jack the Lad` and 'We Shine Our Torch...` Jackal Trades
