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Back to work tomorrow after my holiday
There is no more spieling, there is no parlez
I really can't tell you where all the time has gone
But I'm shaking like a jakey and I'm sweating like yer maw
I wish I could run away and just never come back
Find a desert island and build myself a rum shack
But they'd only find me and fucking drag me home
So it's back to work tomorrow like a grateful little prole

And you know it's all inside out
You gotta go upside down
I wake up every morning wishing that I'd never been born
Inside out
You gotta go upside down
I wake up every morning wishing that I'd never been born

I wish I was famous and I wish I was rich
But I'm standing peeling totties and I stink of meat and fish
I have made some piss poor decisions in my time
And you're all fucking experts on other people's lives.

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from #1 Smell Yer Ska E​.​P., released April 1, 2019
Written and arranged by Drysdale/Rudebeard

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Rudebeard Scotland, UK

Formed at the end of 2018, Rudebeard specialise in energetic, sweaty, sweary, usually loud & occasionally thoughtful ska- punk, fast ska, slow ska, ska that’s not really ska and one attempted Scottish fitba anthem cos why no?

Two years, five EPs & one pandemic later we have accrued a back catalogue larger than you should reasonably expect & we herein present it to you for your aural delectation.
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