Medium Rare

by Eddy & the T-Bolts

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This is the debut album of Glasgow Punk and Rollers Eddy & the T-Bolts

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released March 16, 2012

All tunes recorded, mixed and mastered at North Road Studios, Bellshill, Scotland with Paul Winton www.facebook.com/northroadstudios


All tunes written by Eddy & the T-Bolts www.facebook.com/tboltsforever

All tunes produced by Eddy & the T-Bolts and Paul Winton

The Band is:
Rob 'Posh' Duncan – Six String Guitars and Girlie Singing
Craig Eaton – Drums and Percussion, and Manly Singing
Craig 'Prof' Hamilton – Four String Guitars and Girlie Singing
Eddy 'The Sex' Ferguson – Shouts, Squeals, Screams and Manly Singing

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Eddy & the T-Bolts Glasgow, UK

Eddy & the T-Bolts are a Glasgow band.

We play punk rock and roll with big singalong choruses and riffing.

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Track Name: Welcome to the Show
Your hair’s all nice your shirt’s pulled tight alright
You’re all fuelled up on fifteen pints of who gives a fuck
Are you ready for the rollercoaster?
Are you ready to be the big heartbreaker?

Woh oh – welcome to the show
Woh oh – welcome to the show
Woh oh – welcome to the show
Woh oh – welcome to the show

You’re silver-tongued with a line for everyone
You’re moving around like a million pound that's waiting to be won
Are you sweet enough for the ladies?
Are you equipped with a cliché or two or three or five alive?

Jumpin Jack - Dick Dastardly
Are you ready to dance with me?
Back in black pretty in pink
You slip in that pit like it’s an ice rink
Track Name: Hey MF
Look at this motherfucker staring
His eyes all over what you're wearing
Well I know I should be past caring
But I’m not in the mood for sharing

Who the fuck does he think that he is?
In company like this well I'm the best there is
I show these guys for who they really are
They're desperate and needy, sleazing at the bar

Those guys always talk the talk
But when it comes to love Don Juan they are not
They're only talking to you cos you're hot
And I hope that that’s okay but babe I’m not

This cunt is handing me the noose
Any moment now all hell's gonna break loose
I gotta chill, take a pill, get a clue
Cos I'm the one who's going home with you – save the last dance for me baby

Hey motherfucker, hey motherfucker, hey motherfucker, what you looking at?
Hey motherfucker, hey motherfucker, hey motherfucker, what you looking at?
Hey motherfucker, hey motherfucker, hey motherfucker, what you looking at?
Hey motherfucker, hey motherfucker, hey motherfucker, what you looking at?

I know I should be past caring
But I’m not in the mood for sharing
Track Name: The Devil has the Best Tunes
He taught Robert Johnson how to play the blues
He was there when Mick and Keef needed a muse
He gave Elvis his first pair of blue suede shoes
He told Johnny Thunders you're born to lose Johnny

I don't care who you're doing or what you like to do
The Devil has the best tunes to fuck along to
Whether you're bumping uglies or bare arse boxing
The Devil has the soundtrack and he's watching

The Devil has the best tunes
The Devil has the best tunes
If you wanna be a legend in a rock and roll band
Better throw out your bible and embrace Satan

He taught Black Sabbath the forbidden riff
He never made no deal with dear Sir Cliff
He said "The first one's free for you, Dee Dee
But when you're done pass James Brown the PCP"

He squealed at Axl and Axl squealed back
He was there to meet my man Tupaq
He cajoled Les Paul to create four track
So those Rolling Stones could Paint it all Black
Track Name: She
She’s not a lady, she’s got better things to do
She’s got The King Blues, she’s got questions for you
She’s got a voice she’s not able to sit quietly
She’s got this anger she’s going start a riot

Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh
She sings along to the protest songs
Yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh
There’s nothing wrong with a singalong
There’s nothing wrong with a singalong
There’s nothing wrong with a singalong
There’s nothing wrong with a singalong

She’s got Against Me playing she’s feeling really sweet
She’s not afraid of anything she’s taking back the streets
She’s got a voice she’s not able to sit quietly
She’s got this anger she’s going start a riot

Feministing dot com sometimes gets it wrong
She’s not a zealot she won’t just go along
If you want to change the world you start by changing you
But you get that already because you’re cool
Track Name: Easy Meat
People need to see we’ve seen their kind before
Enoch Powell and Oswald Moseley have passed on the torch
I’ve heard it said it’s simple to show them up through debate
But every time they’re given platform a black man wears their politics on his face

People need to see we’ve seen their kind before
They offer simple answers to the turmoil in the world
The light at the end of the tunnel is an oncoming train
You let them speak they’ll gag you and you’ll never speak again

They think they have your measure
They think you’re easy meat
They think they know you better
They think your mind is weak

There’s no point in barking if you’re not willing to bite
Can you really take it this far and step back from the fight?
It’s not always easy to stand up for what’s right
Can you really take it this far and step back from the fight?

People need see we’ve seen their kind before
They got organised and now they’re out there chapping doors
A wolf in sheep’s clothing no it’s worse than that
Once they’re amongst the flock there’ll be no going back

People need to see, people need to see
The Positive energy, positive energy
The Positive energy of standing up and fighting
People all of the people
Track Name: Holy Wars and Mental Wards
Holy wars and mental wards go hand in hand in this new century
I look around to find a place for you and me to be
Preachers replace teachers - teachers are pushed to the margins
Kids are taught to hate not think – to close out everything.

Up all night in search of a solution contradiction and concussion
Back is up against the wall then I strike out worst of all
Images of revolution red eyes pointing at the horizon
Back is up against the wall then I strike out worst of all

Freedom scorched by police hoards set against the people
Hides his badge and swings his baton an old man dies.
The last gang standing – control agency of the state
Police are protecting people – that’s unbelievable I won't believe that never
Track Name: Prophets on Electrified Guitars
It’s enough if we are prophets on electrified guitars
If that’s the price we have to pay to step up, plug in and play
One song and then another like an unarmed band of brothers
One chord then another then another then maybe another

Songs of love, loss, honour and excommunication
As we dance from the train out of the station
Songs of love, loss, honour and excommunication
As we dance from the train out of the station

It’s enough if we are penniless while shooting for the stars
If that’s the choice we have to take to step up plug in and play
One song and then another like an unarmed band of brothers
One dream then another then another then maybe another
Track Name: John McClane
My name is John McClane
My name is John McClane
I’m chasin Aeroplanes
I’m chasin Aeroplanes
My name is John McClane
My name is John McClane
I’m chasin Aeroplanes
I’m chasin Aeroplanes

My feet are bleeding – now I’ve got a machine gun
My feet are bleeding – now I’ve got a machine gun

Yipee kai eh Yipee kai eh
Yipee kai
Yipee kai eh Yipee kai eh
Yipee kai
Yipee kai eh Yipee kai eh
Yipee kai
Yipee kai eh Yipee kai eh
Yipee kai eh Motherfucker

My name is John McClane
My name is John McClane
I’m watchin buildings burn
I’m watchin buildings burn
My name is John McClane
My name is John McClane
I’m watchin buildings burn
I’m burning building down

My feet are bleeding – now I’ve got a machine gun
My feet are bleeding – great big fuck off machine gun
Track Name: Rockabilly Dress
You’ve got the red hair you’ve got the rack
I’ve seen sweat run down your back
You’re speaking to the man in me
But you’re coming on a little strong

Well it’s easy to see you’re into me
But I thinking I’ll be moving along
'Cause loneliness in a rockabilly dress
Don’t do nothing for me

I heard a rumour around town
Your kind of up is down way down
I heard a rumour that you’re trouble
You and me’d make double trouble

Aint gonna lie I like the style
I might even have believed it for a while
I used to think I cared for you
But we both know that's not true
Track Name: When I Go
When I go I hope you won’t bury me
With reams of unsung lyrics and piles of unsold CDs
When I go I hope you won’t bury me
With reams of unsung lyrics and piles of unsold CDs

Let me paint you a picture of the way that things should be
This band’s for making music not making money
I have a confession that doesn’t come out easily
I went around too long taking myself too seriously
And I was stuck with

Words I wasn’t brave enough to say
Music I refused to give away
Words I wasn’t brave enough to say
When it’s my time
Bury me with my boots on

Every day I wake and wonder am I right in my own shoes
But when you’re asking those question you can never lose
I have words stirring I got to put them to music
Sometimes you smile at my songs so I got to use it
I know I won't be left with

When I go I hope you won’t bury me
With all the stupid things I said and un-kept promises
When I go I hope you won’t bury me
With regrets at living my whole life and dying wondering
Track Name: Roll the Dice
Draw a straw the short one’s fucked
Do what you’re told
Roll the dice seven is nice
Kiss them and throw
Toss a coin and call it quick
Women or Beer
It’s all just luck who gives a fuck
The party’s over here

On full power
Ninety miles an hour
Rock and roll

Put your money where your mouth is
Got to be bold
Twist again on seventeen
Indestructible
Put all your cards down on the table
Show me what you’ve got
It’s all just luck who gives a fuck
The party’s never stops

On full power
Ninety miles an hour
Rock and roll
On full power
Every minute every hour
Rock and roll
Give all I’ve got
Hundred to one shot
Rock and Roll
On full power
Ninety miles an hour
Rock – rock and roll