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From our first recording session, at London's famous Tin Pan Alley studios. Starting life as a story about a 17th-century Cornish miner seeking a fresh life across the Atlantic, "All I Got Is A Chain" was then refurbished with a completely new set of lyrics, chorus handclaps, a spare Rickenbacker riff from Griff and the first set of racked harmonies from Gary. It's possibly bassist Steve's favourite Howl Griff song, so he's always trying to get it into the set.
lyrics
LYRICS
All I got is a chain, but it won't let me follow you
That's my self-preservation
Your magnet attracts, I'm always chasing your moonshine
Chasing a storm in a T-shirt
And there she goes off her head
That sharp little melody-maker
You put your life in her hands, oh lord
Life is good at the top, but she can go an octave higher
You learn to die by her sword
She's prohibited
She got the look to make a strong man weaker
To turn the mighty into the meek
She'll break your neck and then twist you inside out
Wile E. Coyote, you're in love
And there she goes off her head
That sharp little melody-maker
You put your life in her hands, oh lord
Life is good at the top, but she can go an octave higher
You learn to die by her sword
She's prohibited
Settle down, your feet are ahead of me
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MPfrees,
released 01 January 2006
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Words and music by Howl Griff
Hywel Griff - vocals, guitars
Gary Parkinson - guitars, vocals
Matt Barnes - bass
Nick Moore - drums, percussion
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