Starring Ian Robertson Directed by BUCHANAN & Inko Samuels DOP: Uther Hendrix Editor: Jake Wesley-Worrall
LYRICS
T.V. told me radio’s dead, You’re a radio head, Where you gonna get the news from next? The internet says all that telly in your head is cancer, You don’t care no more though you’re like (Fuck it) 21st century animals, I’ll be American, When I have it all, I’ll live full luxury while telling them, They could have it too as if it’s true that wealth is fairer than, Colour of the skin, my pigment is my own inheritance I like advertise, my specialty is what you really want! I’m not selling dreams, I’m selling everything you ever got! Give a jingle, show some colour, trick a couple idiots, Now the world is mine and all because I package everyone, Screaming-
You don’t know me! You don’t know me! Can’t control me! You don’t know what I need! Nah! It’s so lonely! Think you own me! Give me space, please, I can barely breath! Oh God, God...
Oh no, not again, they’re tryna talk to me… Stop tryna talk to me… They always talk to me… They only talk at me… So why you asking me?
Every day I wake up feel the same, I’m saying fuck that! Life’s a bitch, you tell me don’t complain, I’m saying fuck that! All these adverts taking way too long, I’m saying fuck that! All these slogans caught up in my brain, I’m saying fuck that! (x2)
Don’t you love our brand? We would love to have you! Anytime you're feeling like, love to finally hear from you! Don’t we all love to have nice things, sometimes? Don’t you want them all too? Uh. Lost my mind and for what? What? Now I’m broke and for what? What? All I wanted is what? What- Ever I never had got- got, Now I’m lost thinking what? What- Was the point of it all now, when the world changed, And the worth of it was what? What- Ever master said it costs, costs I don’t know what I want, want, You tell me what I like, love, need, How much that I need and what- what- The price that I pay is and not- not- If I can afford or not- not, I wanna own all you got- got, You wanna take all I own and I’m fine I don’t mind giving you what I got- got Don’t want to recap what these bad thoughts, Do to the mind when you’re distracted from, Real reality and need much more, Economy interest to keep on form, And greed is easy to not control, Consumerist hijacks, and on the dole, The humorous aspects can get so dull, Until I’m broken and insecure Don’t leave bed till the shops are closed, Adam and Eve still believe in Fairy Liquid, And Depop clothes Coca-Cola can make a soul, P.G Tips, the Tea Party want to free the guns and eat you whole, But best believe the state is on your phone, Watching who, what, where and why you call, Don’t call on me at all, No...
Love when you talk to me Love how you talk to me I wish you’d talk to me Why don’t you talk to me?
You don’t know me, You don’t know me, Can’t control me, you don’t know what I need, nah
You don’t know me, You don’t know me, Can’t control me, you don’t know what I need, nah...
Every day I wake up feel the same, I’m saying fuck that! Life’s a bitch, you tell me don’t complain, I’m saying fuck that! All these adverts taking way too long, I’m saying fuck that! All these slogans caught up in my brain, I’m saying fuck that! (x2)
Starring Ian Robertson Directed by BUCHANAN & Inko Samuels DOP: Uther Hendrix Editor: Jake Wesley-Worrall
LYRICS
T.V. told me radio’s dead, You’re a radio head, Where you gonna get the news from next? The internet says all that telly in your head is cancer, You don’t care no more though you’re like (Fuck it) 21st century animals, I’ll be American, When I have it all, I’ll live full luxury while telling them, They could have it too as if it’s true that wealth is fairer than, Colour of the skin, my pigment is my own inheritance I like advertise, my specialty is what you really want! I’m not selling dreams, I’m selling everything you ever got! Give a jingle, show some colour, trick a couple idiots, Now the world is mine and all because I package everyone, Screaming-
You don’t know me! You don’t know me! Can’t control me! You don’t know what I need! Nah! It’s so lonely! Think you own me! Give me space, please, I can barely breath! Oh God, God...
Oh no, not again, they’re tryna talk to me… Stop tryna talk to me… They always talk to me… They only talk at me… So why you asking me?
Every day I wake up feel the same, I’m saying fuck that! Life’s a bitch, you tell me don’t complain, I’m saying fuck that! All these adverts taking way too long, I’m saying fuck that! All these slogans caught up in my brain, I’m saying fuck that! (x2)
Don’t you love our brand? We would love to have you! Anytime you're feeling like, love to finally hear from you! Don’t we all love to have nice things, sometimes? Don’t you want them all too? Uh. Lost my mind and for what? What? Now I’m broke and for what? What? All I wanted is what? What- Ever I never had got- got, Now I’m lost thinking what? What- Was the point of it all now, when the world changed, And the worth of it was what? What- Ever master said it costs, costs I don’t know what I want, want, You tell me what I like, love, need, How much that I need and what- what- The price that I pay is and not- not- If I can afford or not- not, I wanna own all you got- got, You wanna take all I own and I’m fine I don’t mind giving you what I got- got Don’t want to recap what these bad thoughts, Do to the mind when you’re distracted from, Real reality and need much more, Economy interest to keep on form, And greed is easy to not control, Consumerist hijacks, and on the dole, The humorous aspects can get so dull, Until I’m broken and insecure Don’t leave bed till the shops are closed, Adam and Eve still believe in Fairy Liquid, And Depop clothes Coca-Cola can make a soul, P.G Tips, the Tea Party want to free the guns and eat you whole, But best believe the state is on your phone, Watching who, what, where and why you call, Don’t call on me at all, No...
Love when you talk to me Love how you talk to me I wish you’d talk to me Why don’t you talk to me?
You don’t know me, You don’t know me, Can’t control me, you don’t know what I need, nah
You don’t know me, You don’t know me, Can’t control me, you don’t know what I need, nah...
Every day I wake up feel the same, I’m saying fuck that! Life’s a bitch, you tell me don’t complain, I’m saying fuck that! All these adverts taking way too long, I’m saying fuck that! All these slogans caught up in my brain, I’m saying fuck that! (x2)AV Dummy - In ColourAV Dummy2022-02-09 | PORNOVIOLENCE. The debut LP from AV Dummy. Out Now: https://bfan.link/AVDLP1
Don’t get close, No one needs you near The people here have radios, and they can’t hear, The constant buzzing, chatter in your ear, It wore us down and now the sound is just around, Don’t you come, Keep away my friend You should of known that here we all love to pretend, To be alive and happy and content Eyes wide open, You know there’s nothing else
In Colour Outside In Colour Outside - side - side - side (x2)
There's something happening outside, The satellites and the waves, Crashing down from the sky, Radiating our brains We’re not afraid, We won't hide, Kids running round in the flames, People acting like sheep Welcome to the police state
And we'll be there When you wake up! We'll be there When you act strange! We'll be there When you’re naked! We'll see you Get out of my way! We see you Get out of my way! We watch you Get out of my way! We'll be there Get out of my way! We'll be there
So go away, You're not welcome here We called the army and they’re shooting straight, At your head Best leave us alone You're not one of us, we don't like what we don't know, We're okay, We'll do just alright Leave in peace, there's not a need to start a fight, To your ship, You'll be safer there You hang around much longer you'll be worse for wear...
They put it in the water we drink, I could of swore it made my head hurt one time This cough, it don't get better at all Don’t touch those bricks! The fools with their masks off, by the 5G masts And it burns Every time, Every time I think too long Don't ask for answers, I'm not all that smart Can’t ask for help these days No one will come...
They come in, In colours In colours In colours...AV Dummy - DWPAV Dummy2021-10-27 | PORNOVIOLENCE. The debut LP from AV Dummy. Out Now: https://bfan.link/AVDLP1
Directed by BUCHANAN DOP: Inko Samuels Editing by Jake Wesley-Worrall + Christy Carey
With special thanks to Charlie O’Donoghue for the graffiti tag.
LYRICS
(On the dole)
I don’t really follow the news much these days, but I hear it’s bad There’s something so entertaining ‘bout the way we all watch, listen and then react to - Anything, everything, happening all around I was - In the back of the queue for the DWP when I finally broke my back fighting this little drummer boy and then I realised -
Rum pa pa pum pum, I just got jumped by an office job chump, So now I’ve dumped my UC on drugs and dumb fun, Next stop is uni, That’s more money from your government funds I’m a tories worst nightmare, Welfare grabbing, four pack of beer buying, Knife crime condoning, happy slapping, laughing, homeless bum who’s still drunk from the last year, And you can ask me all you like if I’m stupid, And I’ll still say the same fucking thing I won’t pay - Priti Patel no Givens - Or give no - Boris the fucking time So just turn around and get fucked, Guv, I’m on a whole mazza, shooting up in your bathroom I bunked school, I bunked court and I’ll bunk any registered appointment with a white shirt cunt!
Gimme the loot Cos I need it Money and cash, run it and dash, Welfare or wealth fearing? Don’t give me that look, Don’t ask reasons, Poor when I was born, And I’m still teefing So just give me the P’s so I can break even for the weekend and spend all my dole in one evening
And till I go mental, I got three, five scores on my sanctions, And I’m thankful I ain’t sent to the centre, Yes sir, thank you, yes I’m bless sir, Wasteman, I ain’t tryna roll to the next job! Like I rolled to last, to get thrown on my ass in the same month Sweating, grafting on some pagan bastards day off!
I ain’t doing enough right now Till you see me bug out and lose my fucking shit!
Say I ain’t doing enough right now Till you see me bug out and lose my fucking shit! (x3)
3 bill for the month and, I reckon that’s enough for, 132 beers, 12 bottles of wine, 2 litre bottles of spiced rum and the rest I can spend on noodles, Housing benefit covers the rent and if it don’t, then fuck it, I’m leaving I ain’t dealing with none of this healthy living anymore, I can just sleep on the bus I got 3 GCSE’s, could give a fuck about thinking too much, My heads such a mess think I need PIP, I’ve been fucking dead since CBBC, So till the Queen, gives me a GBE Imma keep robbing from DWP, So give me more money, more money, yes please I don’t ask for much just enough to get me through the week, And with all the gambling debts and ticks for shots coming for my neck What’s 300 a month gonna do to prevent my stress? I guess, I best, Get a sick note and tell em I’m depressed A broken systems biggest threat is a starving nation regret, And oh boy, the masses are fuming But till the revolution is televised, I’ll be on UC, with a beer, watching movies...
Gimme the loot Cos I need it Money and cash, run it and dash, Welfare or wealth fearing? Don’t give me that look, Don’t ask reasons, Poor when I was born, And I’m still teefing So just give me the P’s so I can break even for the weekend and spend all my dole in one evening
And till I go mental, I got three, five scores on my sanctions, And I’m thankful I ain’t sent to the centre, Yes sir, thank you, yes I’m bless sir, Wasteman, I ain’t tryna roll to the next job! Like I rolled to last, to get thrown on my ass in the same month Sweating, grafting on some pagan bastards day off!
I ain’t doing enough right now Till you see me bug out and lose my fucking shit!
Say I ain’t doing enough right now Till you see me bug out and lose my fucking shit! (x3)AV Dummy - Natural Born KillersAV Dummy2020-09-28 | twin.ffm.to/naturalbornkillers
LYRICS
You hold me down, Into the water you drown me with, Pleading for breath, you just hold me in, Die any second, cry I should swim, Weighing me down, you don’t lie to him, Baptise slowly, I’ll find my sin, At the bottom a bottle, I pry for it, See a white light and I fly for it, Love it kills me, I’m fine with it I am not a name, I am blind numbers, 0 double 7 0 codename, I am just a life target Need me a mother, she’ll love me like a child, If my mother liked me quite like you did, Or didn’t hate me like my kid did, Only be a lie say I could fix, Only be a lie say I know what time it is, And I’m tired of this, Etcetera cetera, minds lost in the Fritz- Lang I love him, he makes me feel nice in this, Metropolis grey world where I exist
You’re sad and I’m angry, Let’s be friends, We don’t have anything, let’s pretend (x3)
Broke my lips with a kiss, You are stone cold Sorrow bites, I am mosquito Tell me twice, I am nothing more, Tell me once and then let me go, Give me faith and give me control, Tell me lies and I’ll tell you more, Words are nothing, I know you know Tell me something love, bet you won’t
You’re sad and I’m angry, Let’s be friends...
You’re sad and I’m angry, Let’s be friends, We don’t have anything, let’s pretend (x3)
Lost my mind in the library, With an AR-15, 15 dead bodies, Kids aged 16, Sick dreams for the weeks in advance, Class gonna pay back for the way they treat me, When I buy my piece, Imma get it my way, All these pretty faced brats get a bullet in the face I ain’t taking those pills, they fuck with my brain, All I have is you, let’s go together, insane, I can’t cope, the way I play these thoughts back in my head, Been adapting to death, I play these video games that make killing feel straight and narrow I am an animal, paranoid, Tryna haggle reason with force, Of course you saw it coming! Gunning (blasting!) I’m grasping harboured rage in a casket, All I forgot was my victims had never asked for it, Turning my weapon onto myself, You are my only love, let’s come together in health, Bang
Voices getting bit mad, Voices driving me loopy, Voices telling me that, Something’s up in my head, Voices echoing back Forth, back- Voices getting me sad-sad, Voices getting me sc-sc-scared, Nowhere to run, all the voices are always there Whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper Wh-wh-wh-wh-what-oh! It’s alternative fa-fa-fact time, In alternative la-la-landslide, In alternative world- web, Called alternative right-r-right, left Always telling me the s-s-same lies, Always repeating the s-s-same lines, Always wanna mess with my head! Big Brother likes us b-b-brain dead! Big Brother likes us wa-wa-watching! I just came back from the d-d-doctors, They wanna tell me how to f-f-function, They just gave me some P-P-Prozac, Make me down for con-su-su-sumption They under the as-su-su-sumption, That I care what I act- act- act like They know I’m not munching, None of these bloody “prescribed” things, They saying I’m crazy- Come tell me what I’m not like Fine, I’m a mug, I’m a dumb type, Might be paro, I’m not nice I’m just a little bit lost right now cos I guess-
We’re such dumb and angry young people, Sitting under these “equals” Who tell us we have freedom, Telling us we should think more, Telling us we should think less, Tell us what you want hear next, Tell us what you want hear next, Tell us what you want- Tell us what you want- Tell us what we don’t care for, We don’t care for your pep talk, We get tired of all talk, Hurts our heads to be informed, I don’t care, I’m not involved, I’m not selfish, I’m disco- -nnected from all the info- -rmation
I’m hard to pin hole! I don’t care for no deep thought! What’s the point in it? What’s the point in it? What’s the point? Cos it seems long! Pray away a day! Pray away a day! Pray away to my fake God! Faith hold me down, keep me in place It’s a brave new world, It’s a brave new world for the human race Winston Smith wrote words in a book, Winston Smith wrote words in a book, That he bought from a store in a burning bush, In a world full of faith in a failing thought, That his masters push with an urgent force, Like a burning cross, in a burning hell Full of burnt out hearts, To replace what’s gone from the mind like memories old Cigarette butts in a ashtray soul, Dead grey black in the sky tonight, it’s hard to feel safe
Hides in a crack in the wall, Winston’s free in a brave new world screaming God God...
We’re such dumb and angry young people, Sitting under these “equals” Who tell us we have freedom, Telling us we should think more, Telling us we should think less, Tell us what’s in our interest, Tell us what you want hear next Tell us what you want- Tell us what you want- Tell us what we don’t care for, We don’t care for your pep talk, We get tired of all talk, Hurts our heads to be informed, I don’t care I’m not involved, I’m not selfish I’m disco- -nnected from all the info- -rmation cos...
Right, left, wrong, right- Bet you’re bloody mad if you don’t fit in like Us, them, you, I- Everybody watching, everybody shut your eyes Be blind, deaf, mute- Anybody-anybody-anybody else? Make them better- Pills are a cure! Behave! Behave!
Right, left, wrong, right- Bet you’re bloody mad if you don’t fit in like Us, them, you, I- Everybody watching, everybody shut your eyes Be blind, deaf, mute- Anybody-anybody-anybody else? Make them better- Pills are a cure! Behave! Behave!