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Recorded in 2009 at Wilding Sounds Studio (Bristol), The Way Studio (Hackney) and Rosebud Studio (Glastonbury). Huge thanks to 1 Love Media and the Invisible Circus for video shoot at Carneyville in October 2009. Photos by Hacker Photography. Sleeve design by Brand Nu.

Made in England.
Copyright 2009 Smerins Anti-Social Club.
Available on limited edition 7" vinyl - JIGSAW JSW7001.

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released 29 October 2009

Music by Smerins Anti-Social Club
Lyrcis by Nuala Honan
Produced by John Hendicott

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Track Name: The Alibi
Down in the depths of the downtown streets
a young man's heart lays alone
the cats from the club play torturous beats
the man lays his head on the stone
the rhythms reverb through the ground, they pound
in time with approaching heels
young pretty eyes look down at the man
she screams as the blood is revealed

Oh no
it's her man
blood on her hands

Red and blue lights flash from afar
screeching of cop car wheels
the girl thinks back to the scene at the bar
panics as her mind reels

Oh the band plays on
while another lost soul drifts away outside
oh that haunting song
if you don't wanna go to jail, girl you better find yourself an alibi

"What you doin on the street's alone?"
says a voice from behind
the man with the voice sees the body on the ground
says "girl this will do you time!"
"he's my lover i could never do that"
questions fly forward and back
"you were found standing over the body"
"damn you i didn't ever kill nobody"

Oh the band plays on
while another lost soul drifts away outside
oh that haunting song
if you don't wanna go to jail, girl you better find yourself an alibi
Track Name: The Alibi (Radio Edit)
Down in the depths of the downtown streets
a young man's heart lays alone
the cats from the club play torturous beats
the man lays his head on the stone
the rhythms reverb through the ground, they pound
in time with approaching heels
young pretty eyes look down at the man
she screams as the blood is revealed

Oh no
it's her man
blood on her hands

Red and blue lights flash from afar
screeching of cop car wheels
the girl thinks back to the scene at the bar
panics as her mind reels

Oh the band plays on
while another lost soul drifts away outside
oh that haunting song
if you don't wanna go to jail, girl you better find yourself an alibi

"What you doin on the street's alone?"
says a voice from behind
the man with the voice sees the body on the ground
says "girl this will do you time!"
"he's my lover i could never do that"
questions fly forward and back
"you were found standing over the body"
"damn you i didn't ever kill nobody"

Oh the band plays on
while another lost soul drifts away outside
oh that haunting song
if you don't wanna go to jail, girl you better find yourself an alibi