Thick as Thieves EP

by The Rin Tins

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released September 2, 2016

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The Rin Tins Bristol, UK

Keep them dancing. That's the ethos that The Rin Tins have kept since their inception in early 2011 and since then the quintet have dedicated themselves to bringing folk fueled jazz jive boogie to the Bristol scene.

With music that combines dark folk tales with swing jazz rhythms and pounding oompa beats, for the past year The Rin Tins have been filling dance floors across Bristol.
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Track Name: Thick as Thieves
Pre Ch:


I’ve got your back, you’ve got mine (you’ve got mine)

You and me we’re two of a kind (two of a kind)

Bank job, jewel heist, hold up a train, I’ll be riding shotgun

just the same

Chorus

You and me we’re Thick as Thieves (thick as thieves, thick as thieves)

You and me we’re Thick as Thieves (thick as thieves, thick as thieves) x2

Intro (chorus with just bass and vocals)

Sax Interlude (Ch progression)

Vs1
(boys)
We’ve known each other man and boy

We’ve known sorrow, we’ve known joy

We’ve weathered the storm, turned the tide

We know when to fight and when to hide

(girls)

When I went and landed myself in jail,

You came for me and posted my bail

Though the coppers tried to get me to sing

You can rest assured; I didn’t tell them a thing


Vs2
(Boys)
I light a fire when you lose your way
Lend you a bob when you don’t get paid
Buy you a drink when your glass is empty
Put food on your plate when I’ve got plenty

(girls)
When you rob a bank, I’m in the getaway car
When you sing a song I’ll be playing guitar
Do what you can, keep the wolves from the door
Rob from the rich and run from the law


Pre Ch
Ch
Mid Section

Vs3
(Boys)
Now we’re two old villains, long in the tooth
Ain’t like it used to be and that’s the truth
We tell stories of days gone past
Has time run out, has it gone too fast?

(girls)
But the shows not over, the game not up
We’ve got years ahead with a bit of luck
‘Cos you an’ me make quite a team
An’ in our line of work we’re thick as thieves!
Track Name: The Toff Party
Vs 1
Do conditions not apply
Who am I to ask you why
Did I dot my T or cross my I
When I signed the register?

Invited to the party
I hope I don’t get farty
Get drunk and act all tarty
With the butler

Vs 2
When your in your mansion
Do you ever fashion
A crime of heated passion
Or do you just play cards?

Will you start to smolder
At my ruffled shoulder
My cigarette holder
Do you like a bit of rough?

Chorus:
Oh why, was I born so high?
Oh, why (why, why) can I not try
Ascot, Sotheby’s, Buckingham Palace Parties
The Ritz Harrods, water polo
French cuisine or flying solo?!

Vs 3
How do you fancy,
Meeting in the pantry
Or perhaps the chantry
But what would the vicar say?

I could try to fit in
Grow myself a double chin
Laugh with you and drink your gin
But what would my conscience say?
Track Name: Extra-Extra
Pre Chorus

Don’t ask me, (don’t ask me)
Don’t tell me, (don’t tell me)
Don’t let the truth spoil your fun (x 2)

Chorus

Extra Extra, Read all about it ( x 4)


Vs 1
My fingers in my ears never felt so good
I don’t want to know any more than I should
I don’t bend the knee to any false flag
Or listen when media tongues begin to wag
I can’t make a difference and I wouldn’t care if I could

Chorus

Vs 2
My life’s a bubble and I built it that way
The man on the hill has nothing new to say
The thirst for power is an ominous trait
I don’t trust anyone that wants that fate
A politician’s promise isn’t worth a whore’s bouquet

Pre Chorus
Chorus

Vs 3
The unknown actor on a fake stage
Is no better than a voter on Election Day
A democracy isn’t always perfect,
Neither’s the alternative last I checked
But who am I to give the game away

Pre Chorus
Chorus
Track Name: Back On Sale
My town has a lot of spires
And it always conspires
To throw me back in jail
Oh it wasn’t my fault
I just did what I was told
And now I’m being sold
I’m back on sale
My friends are on the street
Preparing to compete
They’re fightin’ in the mud
The less is more the better
But the question is whether
I can stand the weather
Now I’m back on sale

I won’t lie anymore
I’m scared to my core
Now the finish lines in sight
But with the bitterness of sin
I can’t even begin
To explain to my kin
Why I’m back on sale
I just want to build a home
For me to live in all alone
And count the clouds in the sky
But some company would be nice
But it’s a roll of the dice
You have to pay the price
To not be back on sale

Mid Section
Saxophone Solo

Was it something I did?
Was is something I hid?
Maybe its nothing at all
Is it true I shouldn’t trust
Just do what I must
Never make a fuss
When I’m back on sale
This lifes a struggle
Hopping from puddle to puddle
While keeping your feet dry
This forest is a maze
When will I see through the haze
When will it be my day
To not be back on sale