No Happy Endings

by The Hangmen

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"The audience was divided.
Those who believed they knew what they liked apparently only liked what they knew and soon left to safety.
Those remaining were a breed apart whom no theatre owners could anticipate or manipulate, and so they were denied credence.
The stage, shunned by the light of the days and years that passed was played upon defiantly night after night after night.
Critics rambled their misconceptions and socialites mocked a lack of acceptance, whilst the curious held their seats for as long as their nerves could stand.
Yet more was amiss. No heroes arose from the cast (not even the reluctant kind), taunting villains only were they.
The score had a life of it's own, it's course manic and it's lulls sinister. Choreography, tricks-of-light, puppeteers...in fact any means by which to coax some broader appeal...all ignored and uninvited.
As the curtain fell it occurred that this had been no act, or even one of the common attempts at such.
As life mimics art, all that it had resembled it was not.
The whole program had been plotted and staged by the players themselves. Enthralled and entertained they left the stage refuting encore, to triumphantly haunt the backstages of obscurity".

On release, initially on CD, this was The Hangmens fifth studio album. They had also already completed two US tours, a separate Canadian/US tour and played across Europe and the UK extensively, activities which escalated still further to promote this album.
Recorded in a brief break from gigging before they set out on the road again it was well received and a vinyl edition soon followed.
The LP featuring a gatefold sleeve and complimentary 12" picture disc bonus single which had an alternate lyrics version of Bad Blood as the A-Side (soon to be released on the 'Exhumed & Groomed' rarities collection) though the vinyl LP did not include the original version contained here.
Ironically Spring Heeled Jack, probably the least characteristic track on the album due to being a quiet uplifting score (yet in keeping with the 'surprise' factor) despite it's grim lyricism - enjoyed some small success as a single (different recording to the album track here) which was aired on national radio and supported by a UK/European tour - during which the band rarely played the song if they didn't feel like it!
The album artwork was themed around their interests in grotesque theatre, and featured Punch & Judy, Lon Chaney and the Grande Guignol!

Incredible new album from England's top Psychobilly band...rates right up there with the best Psycho albums!
~ Flying Saucer, Canada.

Beserk Psychobilly from a band who just get better and better! The Hangmen serve up another hefty helping of Bizarre Punk Rockabilly Madness, more sick & twisted than ever. An absolutely excellent album from what has become one of the World's best Psychobilly bands...
~ Raucous, UK.

England's top Psychobilly trio The Hangmen just toured Canada & the U.S. and amazed crowds everywhere they went... Highly recommended!!
~ Scratch, USA.

...a foot-stomping, beer-swilling riot live - they're not called psychobillies for nothing.
~ Kerrang! Magazine.

The Hangmen occupy a strange, dark space. Imagine if The Damned, Slipknot and The Cramps met with Johnny Cash and Alice Cooper to watch The Rocky Horror Picture Show on a bottle of night nurse each. The Hangmen would be the band playing in the bar afterwards.
~ Math Priest for Rhythm Magazine

...another cracker...incredible Gothic punk psychobilly
~ Rue Morgue Magazine

Violent psychobilly that breaks teeth!
~ Clearspot

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released June 6, 2003

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The Hangmen England, UK

Veteran underground 'cult' band shooting punk rock n' roll ammo using Psychobilly hardware.

Slogging countless loud sweaty gigs and tours across the UK, Europe & North America with a prolific self-penned repertoire of dark , raw devils music that spans eight albums to date, The Hangmen are for the 'Play Loud' crowd with a canny knack for never repeating themselves, or anyone else.
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Track Name: I Was A Teenage Suicide
I hate having you around, you all go live in the ground, take with you all the tricks you’ve ever tried. And down there in the dirt I hope you’ll always have that hurt, and shame upon your pride surrendered to all you’d defied.
Sometimes I wake up in the street in a cold sweat and bare feet. Down the wall onto the floor I slide. When the shaking stops and the hyperventing drops I lift my hands to hide the last of the teenage suicides.
(Blow your brains out, blow your brains out).
But I did it all for me, ‘cos despite what you decree the grass is only greener by gravesides.
May your demise linger on until all doubt is dead and gone, you couldn’t if you tried have been a teenage suicide.

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Track Name: The Evil's Calling
On a cold grey night let the story begin. Tap tap tapping on the window let me in…

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Track Name: Spring Heeled Jack
Is that smile due to infection?
He can jump a mile in any direction.
Better watch the skies as you walk the streets, with flashing eyes his taloned claws clutch out for your heartbeats.
Spring Heeled Jack…out there on the rooftops laughing at your back.
Spring Heeled Jack…you could wait a hundred years but he’ll be back.

Old ones remember, can’t understand how he looks the same.
Glowing eyes like embers, licking faces with a hot blue flame.
A figure from their childhood, a scourge of men.
Their bodies die knowing that he’ll keep leaping back again.

He gives chapter and verse, intently as a curse, you can wait a hundred years but he’ll be back.


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Track Name: Here I Go
Here I go on another trip hope to find what I’m looking for. It may take an hour, it may take a day or it might take a lifetime or more.
People scorn, people laugh, I know what they think about me. But they don’t see and they don’t hear the things that I foresee.
I know what I feel and I know what I want, to get one step ahead of you. Don’t follow my trail or try to put me off there ain’t nothing you can do.
See blood flow through halucigen eyes, stop your mind and forget their lies. Conformity is what they say, do as you’re told from day to day.
Look out your window it’s cold outside, stay here it’s warm and safer inside.
Don’t be a fool hearing what they say, walk your own path, make your own way.
Gotta keep trying and I don’t mind dying to get the life I wanna lead.
Gotta stay on the case, gotta find the truth ‘cos the truth is what I need.
Blow up your mind, create your own hell, better seize your goals ‘cos your soul you can’t sell. Make your own world and friends inside, wave goodbye to the past that’s died.
I’m not tired of living but the same can’t be said, of all those people who are already dead abiding by laws made to cripple their dreams, gladly wearing the gags made to stifle their screams.
Here I go on another trip hope to find what I’m looking for. It may take an hour, it may take a day or it might take a lifetime or more.


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Track Name: Little Men In Suits
You gotta stay away from little men in suits
It's just so creepy how they all seem in cahoots
Its so pathetic how they crave authority
It looks ridiculous to me.

I really cannot see just why they take the trouble,
They don't impress no-one and they're not comfortable,
Trying to cover up the way they are inside, terrible things in there to hide.

Slaves to conformity, scared of identity,
Weak beings who lock themselves away.

You gotta stay away from little men in suits, unless you confront them to get in with your boots,
They're so defenceless when you take 'em by the tie, and swing 'em round until they die.
Bye bye.

They say theyre keeping up appearances you know
And then accuse others of putting on a show
I cant believe the effort spent on being dull
Striving to be identical
So what you see quite simply isnt what you get
They wear the cover when the book aint written yet
Kicked out of fashion doesn't warrant ridicule
Be an exception not a rule.

You gotta stay away.
Theyll be there everyday,
Listen what I say, gabba hey hey hey.

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Track Name: You Are Dying
Living in the past you think you know it all, pathetic fucking beings you make my skin crawl…

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Track Name: Play With Fire
You can keep your hypocrisy and your sad catalogue clothes and your latest coloured car as long as everybody knows that when you play with me you play with fire. Don't play with me, or you play with fire.
I can suffer fools and ignorants, move among them taking as I please. So gullible, incapable to think or even get up off their knees.
They believe they are the beautiful but their intolerance shows. Their fears out on display to me as they look on down their nose.
Hate me all you fucking like just remember I can hate you more. In your life pursuit of ownership you're getting fucked like any other fucking whore.

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Track Name: The Pain Game
Foul plays okay in the pain game, deceit and sway in the pain game.
Rules change like my mind you dare not look behind, there aren't two games that will play the same.
Sensations bombard the skin, will you defy or just hold them in? So try and cry, how can you win? By invitation welcome mortal sin.
How will you dress for the pain game? End up a mess if you don't end up lame. Something got tightened, so fucking frightened, to wear your fear only fans the flames.
Sensations bombard the skin, will you defy or just hold them in? So try and cry, how can you win? By invitation welcome mortal sin.
Go night and day through The Pain Game.
I'll fuck your brains out.
Last 'til the end of the last frame.
Makes no sense at all. It makes your skin crawl. It makes you love all your fears and shame.
Sensations bombard the skin, will you defy or just hold them in? So try and cry, how can you win? By invitation welcome mortal sin.
Take the hand that you're dealt in The Pain Game.
I'll fuck your brains out.

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Track Name: (Do You Wanna Buy) The Deathwish(?)
Stranded on the streets of Pandemonium, Pandemonium first city of Hell. Met a man in need of a soul, needed a soul and he'd pay me well. As we burned we struck a deal, struck a deal on a burnt handshake. Then he fell down at my feet, at my feet never to wake.
Do you wanna buy the deathwish sonny? We can work out a deal I won't take your money. Try an offer too good to be true - you can stop the world but it can't stop you.
I saw the meaning of a million things as a million things layed down to die. Took the power of death upon me, upon me depends on why some still breathe without reason, no reason why others stop. As I travel on un-noticed notice those who cross me drop.
Do you wanna buy the deathwish sonny? We can work out a deal I won't take your money. Try an offer too good to be true - you can stop the world but it can't stop you.
All died happily ever after, after all it's only fair when the world you belonged to has changed, changed 'til it's no longer there, gone and never to return. Turn your back and let it be. But now that I hold the death wish wishing's all that's left for me.
Do you wanna buy the deathwish sonny? We can work out a deal I won't take your money. Try an offer too good to be true - you can stop the world but it can't stop you.
Round the world I went forever, forever so boring now. Eternity has no charm. Charmed I'd be to take my bow.
I am just so very weary of the one life I can't end. A soul to trade is what I'm needing. Needing a new deal my friend.
Do you wanna buy the deathwish sonny? We can work out a deal I won't take your money. Try an offer too good to be true - you can stop the world but it can't stop you.

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Track Name: No Brain
Flying through space, damn ship on the blink. I've got to find somewhere to land, no time to think. Send out a signal to tell the rest and then head for the nearest moon and hope for the best.
My head is spinning and my mind's in a daze. I don't know where I am, what is this place? Strange beings everywhere of little worth, oh no not planet Earth.
I've been here a while with nothing to eat when I see some grey matter, yeah real tasty meat. Lying in the gutter at the bottom at the bottom of the hill, it looks like a victim of road kill.
It was here all the time right in front of my eyes, food with a curious human disguise. So I will be the one that's to blame when you wake up tomorrow with no brain...
No brain, No pain,


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Track Name: Bad Blood
Saviours coming, so am I, sun's burning out we're all gonna die. Bodies as far as the eye can see. Dead don't need celibacy.
Some day soon we'll all be gone, gonna help the Lord along.
Bad Blood. Get the bad blood out.
Sit down to dine, who bust the door? Grandpa's the best round these parts for sure. Bucket and hammer, folks gotta eat. Nutritious head cheese, fresh killed meat.
Minding our business, mind your own too. Snoop around see what happens to you.
Bad Blood. Get the bad blood out.
Don't worry none we'll take care of it, crying solves nothing so just you quit. There's bad inside, we'll set it free. Things will be fine you wait and see. Scream all you like, we don't mind, good for redemption. Good for your kind.
Bad Blood. Get the bad blood out.


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Track Name: Ugly
Close your eyes, do you see black or see another eye looking back?
Have no books of rules to read, write your own and take no heed.
What is evil? What is good? It all depends on where you 're stood.
All you know is what you're told. Hell is hot, graves are cold/
Ugly...ugly thing. Ugly...ugly, my eyes begin to sting.
Light so bright you can't see? Sounds like being in the dark to me.
What is next and why until? Wake up, time for your sleeping pill.
Be you poor or be you rich, life is short, cheap and a bitch.
Ugly...ugly thing. Ugly...ugly, my eyes begin to sting.
Inside out and upside down with your head the wrong way round, saying things others have said, writing words already read. Being what you're meant to be. Planning each move cautiously.
Are you in or out of place?
Smile for others with your face.
Ugly...ugly thing. Ugly...ugly, my eyes begin to sting.
Best just go to sleep my friend, practice for the big one at the end. Be you live or be you dead we'll all end up in a single bed. You'll find it's just like being alive, killing yourself just trying to survive. Kiss nightmares for heavens sake, gotta be better than staying awake.
Ugly...ugly thing. Ugly...ugly, my eyes begin to sting.

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