Biography:
Sonic adventurers, punk rock fundamentalists, exuberant luddites, willing outcasts.
Mekons formed in Leeds, England 34 years ago in 1977 and Ancient & Modern is their 26th album. This current classic line-up has remained intact since the mid-1980s. Throughout their history, they have worked collaboratively and collectively with everything credited to the band, never to individuals. Their mind-boggling output consistently blurs the lines between high art and low and has included exhibitions in the UK and US
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D G
Sometimes I feel like Fletcher Christian
D A
Staring out across the sea
D G
Torn apart by duty's shackles
D A D
The twisted tongues of loyalty
G
Well I sucked hard on every pleasure
D A
Till my head began to spin
D G
He'll choose between the whip and feather
D A D
And that is where his crimes begin
G D
Sometimes I feel like Fletcher Christian
A D
In paradise with the tables turned
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Yes, and I can feel the tattooist's needle
D A D
I feel my neck and ankles burn
G
Those South Sea isles are cold and barren
D A
But this civil war's been good to me
D G
Well, we took drugs and tore our uniforms
D A D
And gave our captain up to the sea
G D
Sometimes I feel like Fletcher Christian
A D
Twisting off the serpent's head
G
For the mutiny, I'll shoot the big one
D A D
Hot and hungry, far from home
G
Through the sun and sea, my skin is peeling
D A
But it don't make the pictures fade
D G
Those shapes and symbols, I know their meaning
D A D
The shameless riches from another world
G
If I return, they're sure to hang me
D A
So I guess, I'll have to stay
D G
And if I should croak out in the darkness
D A D
No one will know I've gone away.
Sometimes I feel like Fletcher Christian
D A
Staring out across the sea
D G
Torn apart by duty's shackles
D A D
The twisted tongues of loyalty
G
Well I sucked hard on every pleasure
D A
Till my head began to spin
D G
He'll choose between the whip and feather
D A D
And that is where his crimes begin
G D
Sometimes I feel like Fletcher Christian
A D
In paradise with the tables turned
G
Yes, and I can feel the tattooist's needle
D A D
I feel my neck and ankles burn
G
Those South Sea isles are cold and barren
D A
But this civil war's been good to me
D G
Well, we took drugs and tore our uniforms
D A D
And gave our captain up to the sea
G D
Sometimes I feel like Fletcher Christian
A D
Twisting off the serpent's head
G
For the mutiny, I'll shoot the big one
D A D
Hot and hungry, far from home
G
Through the sun and sea, my skin is peeling
D A
But it don't make the pictures fade
D G
Those shapes and symbols, I know their meaning
D A D
The shameless riches from another world
G
If I return, they're sure to hang me
D A
So I guess, I'll have to stay
D G
And if I should croak out in the darkness
D A D
No one will know I've gone away.
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Mel Street
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