Stage Invasion

by Babyhead

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1.
Hey yo Everybody let’s go Jump start the show Come on everybody do the stage invasion Stage invasion, stage invasion Stage invasion, stage invasion It aint an order its an invitation Come on everybody do the stage invasion Welcome one and all back to babyboom town Its been a long time let me show you around Boom! it’s how I feel right now Sing a sun down from behind the cloud Front to the back row you gotta let me know If everybody's ready say go - Go! Express elevator to the underground sound We’re going down Stage invasion, stage invasion Stage invasion, stage invasion It aint an order its an invitation Come on everybody do the stage invasion We never really went away but guess who’s back If we been below the radar put us back on your map Yes the boys with the bad track record with the fat cat record executive the kings of mixed messages I’ll tell you what it is what it is what it is we still gotta whole lotta love to give Love is all I bring Its why we’re in this thing and we still got a whole lotta life to live
2.
03:43
Into the monotone world I came down huge ray of sunshine through your rain cloud I beamed down to the black and white planet with a big can of technicolor paint and a plan to create a world never heard of for the boys and girls of the world like ready or not here i come here I come here I come to save the day Into the wackatone world I came down huge ray of sunshine through your rain cloud We beamed down to the black and white planet with a big can of technicolor paint and a plan to create a world never heard of for the boys and girls of the world like ready or not here i come here I come here I come to save the day Boom! Panoramic through the granite kingdom Spreading the panic with he mega phone on the sonic waves Do more damage with an idea than bubonic plague infectious it filters like smoke through the philia with sucker padded tentacles. I’m tendrils through your living room. Invisible like germs through the hospitals I travel invisible like germs through the hospitals Pack mask and a cape, a flask of tea and some cake Your ghetto blaster and favourite tapes Activate sleeper cells and await the transmission Stand by your radio be ready for the mission if you never heard the word you better listen I don’t follow protocol got no love for the system What about the heads that tried to stay straight Its up to us to twist em. I dribble the lyrical drivel to give all the miserable people a bit of a giggle Defeat the bullies, the bigger they come The harder they fall The bigger they build the wall The kryptonite wrecking balls gotta be subtle Huddle My gangsters just need a cuddle Shazam it doesn't get bigger than Tupac and Biggie was when they was winning and bringing each other the pain that finished their innings but riddle me this - who's the winner? Riddle me that Reshuffle the pack and play it back The players change but the game remains the same The dealer always wins
3.
What we gonna do? Tell em what we come to do We came to make you move We came to make you move Who's in the house tonight? You may be a future president or a gangster You might invent a cure cancer, be a dancer You might get high tonight And cry you might You may bump into the wrong guy and die You might be an astronaut’s wife or a man of war I might inspire you to jack it in to pick up a mic and that in turn may lead to you meeting the love of your life and boom Into the great unknown Who knows what will grow when these seeds are sown Message in bottle floating on the air waves through these villages the towns and the city-scapes Across this little island on the planet earth In the infinessence of the universe and that’s my word That’s my word So here we go another night on this little rock 7 billion and counting and we just don’t stop All over the planet it’s the same tonight A million voices amplified through a million mics Reaching out to the crowd as they scream out loud We try to lose our selves in the same light We try to lose ourselves - oh! I fell hyped tonight I feel the vibe is right The kick thump heavy and the snare snap tight I feel like If I grab a mic and let loose Everything is gonna be alright But it might not I might drop Hard to the ground when the music stop So I sing this song like it was my last one I dunno how many I got to sing before I move along and then I’m gone What I came to do? Let me tell you what I came to do Gonna Lick a little dirt on my brand new shoes What I come to do? Let me tell you what I come to do Fix an elixir mix it 6 part liquor make it 1 part juice What I come to do? Let me tell you what I come to do Hot pink bow-tie lime green zoot suit What I come to do? Let me tell you what I come to do I came to make you move so move We came to make you move so move people move
4.
03:31
Peace to all artist just getting started And them what stuck to their guns for the long run and never bought in to the stereo hype bunkum Heads that still think before they verbalise the ink and Spit Never swallow the bullshit metered out by the media clowns up on the pulpit. Hold it Before I swallow that mixture You better tell me what’s in it not an optimist nor cynic I’m a realist Wait a minute There’s kids buying the myth of get rich or die trying The prisons are full, the drug trade is thriving The emperor wears no clothes but has the biggest crib Fill a bank vault with gold and that’s where loneliness lives. I told you once I told you twice Tell em again Remember the words smak daddi told me Way back when Fashion come and go so follow no trend 99% style 1% content So be yourself Little man rise up against that macho faction The natural fact is I cant get no satisfaction Never ending trend reducing women to receptacles Bit parts penned by men with no lead in their pencil One dimensional characters that don’t hold water And Its shaping the future for my nieces and god daughters I got a wife, mother, sister and a crew of females who inspire me to be a better man For that I’m grateful I told you once I told you twice Tell em again Remember the words smak daddi told me Way back when Fashion come and go so follow no trend 99% style 1% content So be yourself My TV screens are awash with identikit rappers Outside of the box its a book of many chapters Real hip hop happens every second of every day In back rooms and street corners and it aint getting paid and when it does The green often poisons the well The moneyman cant create he replicates what sells. Takes the raw elements and polish em so smooth That it looks and sounds the same Now I can’t move for rappers saying rappers all sound the same Now I sound the same as rappers saying rappers all sound the same Its all a cycle its all in the game. So I don't get heavy hearted I remember where I started and I carry on regardless of the market Remember that home is where the heart is Water the family tree Hold your true friends the hardest Just be yourself i said peace to all artists
5.
04:05
When you get to thinking life just to messed up to live Think next generation Think about the kids Just think this ink is like the liquid that they drinking in The message might begin sinking in I get an inkling If we could bring some elevation Bring some elevation Get em off their playstation Off their playstation Fire up imagination get em hatching some plans Not just yapping for the trappings of acting the man Get out into the fields sharing your toys Playing cowboys injuns mixing magic potions in the kitchen Fixing things can be as much fun as smashing it up And we love smashing it up Everybody get up Go play havoc in the traffic Build a tree house in the attic Kill the television static Stop the hostile make over of my town Burn the billboards down. Cos I sing still when no one listening to the words And I stand firm for every man, woman boy and girl And I stand still when panic runs amok through the herds We must move For want of a better world I wonder around with my head in the sky My ear to the ground and wild fire in my eye Spend most of my life trying to hold my smile right Hold back the night and show the inner child Daddy do right. Yeah I'm doing ok I aint never losing sight of the light through the trees In the night of the wild wild woods we play Cos I sing still when no one listening to the words And I stand firm for every man, woman boy and girl And I stand still when panic runs amok through the herds We must move For want of a better world
6.
03:23
Lady it aint you I just got so much on my mind Gonna make it through But its gonna be a bumpy ride You say skies blue But there’s trouble on the tide You say its true We gonna see some sunshine soon So hold on tight hold on tight So hold on tight hold on tight Can you see the skies are darkening I can see the storm clouds coming in I can be so cold I got them stone cold killer eyes And when I hurt you so Oh how it weighed me down inside I should share the load Though I can see for 40 miles Of rocky road Its gonna see some sunshine soon So hold on tight hold on tight So hold on tight hold on tight Can you see the skies are darkening I can see the storm clouds coming in Lady it aint you
7.
I’m at work trying not go berserk Take a deep breath and focus on the screen I start to drift in between awake and asleep The alpha state a dark day dream I’m a Ghost in the machine A Post-apocalyptic scene A Nightmare where I leave for the office armed to the teeth beneath my trench coat Unseen I’m packing a buck knife A sniper rifle with an infra red beam Its in the a.m. as I walk the city streets You can feel the people buckle under the sticky city heat Hear the hiss and steam of the mans machinery working There’s a pressure in the air Wet electric hurt In my head I’m Armageddon Stopping strangers to tell em the there already dead and there’s no heaven So be in bed by eleven and take what your given and call it living Pray that your forgiven keep singing I’m standing on the pavement looking at the building that I’ve attended daily for 14 years maybe More through the back door from a side street Side stepping these security guards they never liked me invisible I’m waiting for the lift The same people every day they don’t even know my name But all of that’s about to change I look around me I’m surrounded by worker ants and robots This guy by my side has noticed something aint right I need to defecate and my collars too tight I catch these sideways eyes I volunteer a toffee smile The lift arrives I drift inside I shift my weight from side to side In my left hand I clutch a photo of my wife In my right I clutch my favourite knife and I Giggle The elevator stops at the fourteenth floor I feel my heart beating fast as the soft metal doors slide open I survey the office floor for a moment I see a life stolen I see my atonement Don’t know How many times I've told em But no-one ever listens now its me that is holding destiny in my hands and this silence is golden The silence is broken The violence is rollin' Rolling smoke bomb down the isle The choking, the cries The smoke in the eyes The red dot between the eyes of the office hot shots Cock the hammer back Just to hear em scream Hammer ring I’m just venting my spleen Head shot flesh wound Head shot flesh wound Now its quiet I kiss the photo of my wife then put it up on the shelf Sit in the bosses chair and turn the gun on myself Wake up breath hard at work think fast Thank my lucky stars that we're living where we are I got as much or more as the next man at the bar Could've been born a Brazilian street kid Street value three quid undernourished soul depleted Sold like cattle in the street into the darkest industry These are real lives I realise life’s cheap Cheaper than the sneakers that I wear on my feet Fixed up in a Mexican sweat shop High tops or Reeboks by grand ma and she not long for this earth She got six mouths to feed each box Cost 90 buck a box in your local high street shops That’s twice what she got last month as we watch The Ronald McDonalds of hip hop rapper gods flashing rocks Check the paradox There’s kids buying the myth of get rich or die trying and there’s kids in below ground diamond mines dying Digging though dirt for diamonds and gold and the precious stones for our mobile phones My man Ndagwe in Zimbabwe walks ten miles each day just to find there’s no work and walk back the same way Half of the world lives on a dollar a day and I'm complaining that I cant make a fiver stretch to pay for sandwich and can of pop in my lunch break Which by the way is over now So watch the clock and hope some how I make it though to the end of the day I gaze out the window and I drift away and I pray
8.
03:25
Sound man hey Sound man what Sound man whoa Whats wrong with ya I wanna little more in my monitor Just a little more of me in my monitor Sound man? Where you gone? We're only half way through the first song And your already out the back choking JPS black Now tell me what am I s’posed to do with that? We’re getting feed back from the crowd They want their money back and they want it back now Would it help if I direct them to turn around and direct their complaint to the person paid to do the sound now Can you hear the people scream The horns are feeding back and they cant hear me And all I can hear is an underlying hum and that aint my idea of fun What exactly were you doing all day in soundcheck Except for necking red bull and bumming cigarettes Babyhead hey Babyhead what Babyhead whoa What’s wrong with ya You want a little more in your monitor? Well there’s nothing fucking wrong with your monitor I’m the sound-man I control the room You're a small man, I don't know what you do I sit watching you while jig about yelping Whinging about how you think I'm not helping Well maybe stay out of the public eye 'til you start turning up on time and don't cup the mic Hip Hop it’s not true music The crowd doesn’t care cos they're like you clueless I could be home sitting listening to sabbath With a steak pie made by my wife Alice Drinking real ale from a real tankard That I take to all my civil war re-enactments Instead I’m here watching your shitty set Necking red bull and bumming cigarettes
9.
04:39
They used to call me Babyhead Tom! Now it’s Tom from the pub yeah you know the one Sat at the bar getting fat with a jar Babbling about the things that I might have done He coulda been someone, he shoulda been someone and now I am someone I wanna be someone else Listen up! Listen up I got something to say It aint better to burn out than fade away Listen up I got something to say it aint better to burn out than fade away They used to call me Babyhead Tom! Now its' tom from the park yeah you know the one Lost in the dark, plastic bags and a broken heart Screaming at the cars I could've been someone And my wife has gone and I got a gun And I want my mum and it isn’t me its everyone Else Listen up! Listen up I got something to say It aint better to burn out than fade away Listen up I got something to say it aint better to burn out than fade away They used to call me Babyhead Tom now I'm gone End of song They used to call me Babyhead Tom! Now I'm tom from the telly yeah you know the one They found me on the streets MC-ing for change Rapping about how I used to be someone The put me on the TV on a talent show The people loved my story everywhere that I'd go A house-hold name my brand is strong Everywhere I go they wanna hear me sing me song I could've been someone Went to number one Christmas number one it went platinum it flew off of the shelf Ahh take a look at yourself
10.
Whole lotta love in my neighbourhood A whole lotta people trying to do some good But there’s a couple knuckle heads that has misunderstood The romance of the hood in every neck of the woods Butchers, bakers and house-breakers Family men, drunks, poets and skaters Corner girls, songsmiths and coppers Crack dead, teachers and punk rockers Many aint seen the countryside Even though it’s only a 5 minute ride On the buses it’s daylight robbery Bristol was built with blood money Got a whole lotta love for the TCF crew Keeping the city pretty since '92 Before the councillors saw the pound signs True graff writers went down for time Gotta whole lotta new shiny shops Pushing up the rent in the tower blocks Come bin day why are the streets are awash with more rubbish than before? Oh my gosh! Litter bug thug show the street no love Dog doo-doo in the park while I’m eating my lunch Every night in the pubs Sound-clash so bright Skank-rock lock-in Highflying the low life Bass line bubble with the drumbeat Weeds push up through the cracks in the concrete Sirens slur with song of birds Fast food smoke burn the smell of herb Some of the time it’s just dismal With the dark and the grey and the drizzle but the sun came out now its blissful Summertime I love Bristol

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Stage Invasion has been two years in the making and features collaborations with Dr. Syntax (The Mouse Outfit), Bubber Loui (Aspects) and John Hendicott (Joe Driscoll, Chipmunk, Portico Quartet).

The driving force remains reggae hip-hop but the record spans a sonic labyrinth of rock, ska and dub, and is bound by the dynamic energy that is synonymous with Babyhead.

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released April 1, 2016

Produced by John Hendicott
Mastered by Max Gilkes

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Born out of love for Jamaican music, forged by a DIY punkrock ethic and delivered with raw hip hop swagger, the Babyhead sound is drawn, in true Bristol fashion, from all quarters of the musical universe.

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