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Roncy Renegades
04:32
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Let me take you back ten years or so
To the buds i knew in around my home
Middle school mayhem made us feel the same
We were a motley crew, a sight to see
A goth, punk, metal, hippie family
At night we waltz these streets in drunken harmony
We wept and bled, some even got head
From devil's peak to the forest bed
Hallowed times in the skirmish line
These were some friends of mine
Chorus:
Oh, Roncy Renegades take me back
The party, the glory of the first attack
The older i get, the more i miss the act
The old brigade of the Roncy Renegades
Some went high and some went low
We got a feeling or a promise from an undertow
Trade nights for day and bathe in the afterglow
A comradery we could never see
The days flew by in the revelry
We clocked some hours in this feral company
Soon enough we had enough
The love we felt was getting rough
Too much confined to too few
What were we gonna do?
Chorus
Well the times have changed we all grew up
But somehow drink from a heathen cup
The places change but the people stay the same
On a friday night the streets are dead
No goths, punks, or stoned metal heads
Where did all the freaky people go?
But i'm not about to give up the fight
I still believe in a marauder's plight
The boys will ride again
Even if it's at the very end
Chorus
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2. |
All You Pretty Girls
03:38
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All for nothing and everything spent
When i could have stayed content
Though i never know love's intent
Even when it ate my rent
But i don't mean to whine or vent
I take it as a compliment
That our moment came and went
Though you wore another man's scent
Bridge:
Even though, I feel alone (aye)
I don't need to envy you, 'cause i'm
Better off now, on my own now
And you haven't got a clue
Chorus:
All you pretty girls
Go get your boyfriend and leave me alone
x3
All those nights we chased the dawn
Wondering if i was doing wrong
But i'd never make a cuckhold of him
Even when we sipped our gin
One year passed when you parted at last
There i thought i'd make a pass
But the colour faded from your cheeks
There i knew this game had peaked
Bridge
Chorus
All you pretty girls
Go get your boyfriend and leave me alone
x4
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3. |
Sidewinder
04:03
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I cut corners with a flight of ease
My dancing shoes only aim to please.
I’m burning up like smokestack lightning
I’ll put it down in tiptoe tapping.
I can rattle and roll like Pinnochio
Play Mariotnette like Antoinette.
I shuffle better than a deck o’cards
Give Fred Astair my kind regards.
Chorus:
Melody can be my baby
Harmony can be my daddy
I don't need to be wary
When I dance we are a family
I'm sidewinder, a trailblazer
I got more twang than a sci-fi laser
I'll cut you down like an Eastwood villian
All the while i'll just be chillin'
I groove harder than a spinning screw
Got more moves than i know what to do
Make no mistake, i'll instigate
Get your feet pumping till they detonate
Chorus
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4. |
Dirt
03:32
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Seems to me, from what I see
My vantage point, it wasn’t free
This little hole, that I have dug
Gives little warmth, even to a slug
And if I were, a gun for hire
It still leaves much, to be desired
My back is broke, I’m out of rope
I need a drink, to help me cope
Chorus
But I won’t be here for long
And I can sing an evening song
I’ll climb above this world of hurt
All and all, it all just looks like Dirt.
I’m sifting through, some wood n rust
Prompted by, a golden lust
But what would I, ever aim to be
In a town, without economy
And so my days, are shaved and spent
Just so I, can pay my rent
And so I say, I’ll pay my dues
But what about, the richest few?
Chorus
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5. |
On The Run
02:39
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We were born of an amber flame
Kindled By a spark we claim
Fueled by a fairytale game
Wild hearts can never grow tame.
We were destined for a happy end
Hand-in-hand while running round the bend
No rule to Comprehend
No tracks, no letters to send.
Bridge:
Oh, I can’t let go of what I know
Come comfort me, race me to the sea.
Chorus:
On the run, on the run Again,
We were on the run again,
On the run again. we were
On the run
On the run
On the run again
I think we met at a game of skip rope
Never danced till we eloped
Always running out of dope
Open road was our only hope,
But we lost it by the sea
Candle burnt its ends in glee, couldn’t find that old alchemy in the cape of Love (G) & worry (A).
Bridge 2
Oh, I can see now the why and the how you, could’ve marry me but now we’ll always be.
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6. |
Mariner's Love Theme
02:51
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Bada daaaa da da duh da
Badaaaa da daaa daa dum da duh daaa
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Badaaaa da daaa daa dum ba duh daaa
Badaaa da daaa dum daaa
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Ruby Cikada Toronto, Ontario
Ruby Cikada is an alternative/psych-rock band based out of Toronto, ON. The sound of the band has been described as esoteric, taking influence from elements of funk, folk, grunge, and jazz to create an experimental, albeit catchy, collusion. Suiting a range of tastes, the band takes a 'variety' approach to live music in its 'psyche pop' oriented songwriting and progressive arrangements. ... more
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