Songs

Here’s our latest demos to keep you going until we get our new EP out.

We don’t face this nonsense on our own!

Us Against the World

I’ve been wandering this town
Sometimes seems that everything is closing down
Nobody seems to want to know me
The world has got so bloody cold and lonely

Sometimes I think I’m fading out, sometimes I think I’m checking out
But there’s no one to catch me, there’s no-one there to catch me
Sometimes I think of bailing out, sometimes I think of checking out
But there’s no god to catch me, no-one above to catch me

Why do we face this nonsense on our own


You, shouldn’t be on your own
I, shouldn’t be all alone
We should stand together
Then its us against the world


The sun shining all around me
Sometimes seems that the winter storms they never leave
Everybody seems to want to fight me
I can’t find the words rescue any dignity

Sometimes I think I’m fading out, sometimes I think I’m checking out
But there’s no one to catch me, there’s no-one there to catch me
Sometimes I think of bailing out, sometimes I think of checking out
But there’s smile upon a face, a smile sent to catch me.

We don’t face this nonsense on our own


You and Me and Aunty Liz
Our Mums and Dads our lovely kids
Friends straight or gay or in-between
Friends high or low and seldom seen
The bloke who runs the corner shop
His girl who got a doctorate
Those held inside who should be released
Those few brave souls who fight for peace


Written by Paul Amesbury
Performed by The Publicans
Recorded at Stage 2 Studios, Bath 
Engineered by Josh (Goat Whisperer) Gallop

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The Wunderbar was a cellar bar in Midsomer Norton. It had been the Vine & Victuals and “The Wine Bar” but it was always the centre of a glorious music scene. When it took me to its beer-drenched, fag stained bosom it gave me life long friends and changed me forever. When it closed I thought it needed a musical epitaph and a Pogues-style drinking song seemed the right thing to do. When I was there, with my friends on the outside of a skinful after a brilliant gig, at times, I felt immortal. The song is mostly fiction, but the last verse is fact, and like several members of the band, we’ve all had to face our own mortality in very direct ways. This song celebrates that splendid bar and the fact that The Bastard hasn’t got us yet.

Wunderbar (The Bastard)

I was just a young man
When first he came for me
I bet my life for a game of chance
best 2 out of 3
While he counts his chips
I gives yer man the slip
I went drinking underground
I was nowhere to be found

Wunderbar Wunderbar
I’ll be singing Wunderbar
When The Bastard comes for me
I’ll be singing Wunderbar

Next time that he caught me
In the summer of ’94
He said there’ll be no games this time
I’ve come to take you down
And while he fetched his scythe
A taxi did arrive
I went drinking underground
I was nowhere to be found

The Bastard finally caught me
In the spring of ‘oh fifteen
He brought his mate Big C
An they thought they’d done for me!
I was led out deathly ill
When they moved in for the kill
But when they pulled the covers down
I was nowhere to be found.


Written by Paul Amesbury
Performed by The Publicans
Recorded at Stage 2 Studios, Bath 
Engineered by Josh (Goat Whisperer) Gallop

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I’ll point two fingers to the sky, you can kiss my arse good bye. ‘nuff said.

The Southampton Steamboat Song

All the lads from the town, we signed up on a sunny day
And we sang as we marched, as to war we sailed away
Well we fought tooth and nail, and we died in machine gun hail
While my brother choked gas, I came home without a scratch

Well I see it in their eyes, all the mams, who lost their sons
They wonder why I'm alive, when their precious boys have died
The bitterness of grief runs like poison on their tongues,
So they called me a deserter and a traitor to my friends

Far Away, far away
Far across the shiny sea
Far away, far away
That's where I'm gonna be
Far away, far away
When Southampton's far behind
I'll point two fingers to the sky
You can kiss my arse goodbye

I got a visit from the Constable, a visit from the priest
A visit from the footy boys, who beat me to a paste
Left a rope upon the table, to do the decent thing
But fuck if l'll top my self, after all the death I’ve seen.

The enemy were bastards of this I have no doubt
But the bastards I came home to made wonder what we'd fought about
The aristocracy is claiming victory for themselves
I wish a million bone white crosses would fall upon their heads.

Well I drink myself half blind to dull the horrors in my mind
But no matter how I try I can't leave the front behind.
So I drink till I'm undone But I still hear the guns
And still, I hear them screaming, still see them dying, one by one.

So I stood in fields of crosses and said goodbye to me lads
And took the boat to god knows where, I’m never coming back
A New World is a-callin' where ever that may be
And as for dear old Blighty, she can sink into the sea.


Written by Paul Amesbury
Performed by The Publicans
Recorded at Stage 2 Studios, Bath 
Engineered by Josh (Goat Whisperer) Gallop

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A fictional true story.

The Last Bus Home

We’ll miss the last bus home
And let the last train go on alone
Let the late taxis dwindle, and their queues grow long
It’s time to sing our very last song

So drink up ya bastards it's time to go home
You've all had yer fun so it off you must roam
Dead drunk or sober, boys, it's all the same
Till tomorrow comes calling.

We’ll take the long walk home
Through streets all a glitter to your front door
Where we share a smile
And instead of goodbye
She says would you like to stay for a while

And I watch my love sleep sound at my side
And think of our of times past since the first of our nights
And I whisper to girl, well, could you be my wife
And a voice from her dreams sighs, you bet your bet your bloody life

So drink up ya bastards it's time to go home
You've all had yer fun so it off you must roam
Dead drunk or sober, boys, it's all the same
Till tomorrow comes calling and we do it all again


Written by Paul Amesbury
Performed by The Publicans
Recorded at Stage 2 Studios, Bath 
Engineered by Josh (Goat Whisperer) Gallop

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