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The Blade and the Ice

by MADAFAKA

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The Blade and the Ice 20:27
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Act i - a champion's fall Im not nervous, im fuckin ready I been waiting my whole life I dont care how fast they run Im gonnrun faster, im gon run faster Number 12 goes down And so i follow, those in my rightfull place Dissappear in the distance This is my race, this was supposed to be my race My destiny remains unfillfilled The olympiad screams within my veins I was born to be a champion Well papa what do i do now And i love jamaica, jamaica loves me I can see clearly now, the rain has gone I can see all obstacles in my way And i love jamaica, jamaica loves me Who is the best pushcart driver? Youre looking at him! Who is the big bag of hot air Who doesnt have to comb his hair Who doesnt bathe and doesnt care Sanka, sanka, champion pushcart driver! My destiny remains unfillfilled Within my veins, the olimpiad screams I was born to be a champion Well papa what do i do now And i love jamaica, jamaica loves me I can see clearly now, the rain has gone I can see all obstacles in my way And i love jamaica, jamaica loves me Sanka ya dead man, Ya man im dead! I have to compete, is there nothing I can do? Do the words give up mean nothing to you? Not one fucking thing There was a man, with a plan, needs a man like you To push a bobsled What the fuck is a bobsled Sanka I known you my whole life Been through a whole heap together I need a this one thing from you now Hope remains! To be a champion And it lies in the blade and the ice I will be a champion! I will be a champion! Hope remains for the champions destiny and it lies It lies in the blade and the ice Hope remains for the champions destiny and it lies It lies in the blade and the ice If I hadn't gone down, we would already be there, its all my fault. Under the weighty thumb of the father. Act ii- the exile's path to redemption Nuff people talking, say they don't believe, jamaica we have a bobsled team Never, will I entertain, notions of competing again Times have changed, and I am disgraced, Ill never show my face again Fastest of the fastest, jamaican sprinters give respect to the man Blitzer! I will kiss one thousand hags, just to make it But we need your help Junior sold his car, ruined his relationship with his dad to make it But we need your help Never, will I entertain, notions of competing again Times have changed, and I am disgraced, Ill never show my face again Go tumbleweed, no tumbleweed! Sad gamblers life is the life for me. Banished, and deserved well No amount of coconut cocktails can stop it being hell I gambled high, my honour the stakes, For victory, I'd do whatever it takes I needed victory, winning was my life. So I sold my soul If your not enough without it You'll never be enough with the gold I wish I could take back Back the shady weights I wont embarrass jamaica, Like I embarrassed the state Ignore the poster, I live in the sun. Escaping the weights, I done the bobsled run I needed victory, winning was my life. So I sold my soul If your not enough without it You'll never be enough with the gold Never, did I think I would experience hope again I seek redemption, and it lies with you boys I will fight for you till the end Now move it you slackers! Training Getting stronger Ever so slightly faster Were on out way Team! Reluctant friendship growing closer I shall arrest you, policeman say We are the jamaican bobsled team Get out of my way Act iii- Calgary'88/the giant High in Those boys are like greased lightening Can lightening run on ice Low out Gonna turn some heads Heads like ragdolls We are different people are afraid of what's different High in Kissin eggs aint no kinda style Low out I will strike you each upon the head Einz , zwy, dri, go Im a giant man, with giant dreams Took a fucking lot to join this team Gonna leave this stinkin' island, and live right here. Hey man thats buckingham palace No no it cannot be Nooooooooo! Dont listen, these people dont know what it is to dream The more Yule Brenners in this world The better off we'll be Blood Fire Blood Fire Act iv- Junior's lament Im a bad ass junior and I don't take no crap from nobody I see pride, I see power. I see a bad ass junior and I don't take no crap from nobody Im a bad ass juniour and I dont take no crap from nobody Show those europeans some Jamaican pain I am a bad ass junior Under the weighty thumb of the the father A mans gotta do, what a mans gotta do I sold my car, all for you Under the weighty shadow of the father Im not a lost little boy, I am a man, and an olympian Im staying right here Free from the weighty shadow of the father Act v- champions rise The blade and the ice, the path we have taken Derice does the drivin", I do the braking To mimic the swiss, we were mistaken We sure as hell better bobsled jamaican Bobsled jamaican Peace be the ride Blood fire, we have to fight back Peace be the ride Cool runnings, Peace be the ride Feel the rhythm Feel the rhyme Get on up Its bobsled time This isn't over, till we cross the line The victory we seek is not about time Can you hear the humbled europeans clapping slow Every Single strike delivers honour to my soul Return to Jamaica as heroes You best believe we come back to olympics as equals A man redeemed, a champions destiny is satisfied A lonely island's part of the world, pride in the father's eyes Peace be the ride! Peace be the ride!

about

The Blade and the Ice is a concept suite interpretation of the 1993 film Cool Runnings.

Act i - a champion's fall

Im not nervous, im fuckin ready
I been waiting my whole life
I dont care how fast they run
Im gonnrun faster, im gon run faster
Number 12 goes down
And so i follow, those in my rightfull place
Dissappear in the distance
This is my race, this was supposed to be my race

My destiny remains unfillfilled
The olympiad screams within my veins

I was born to be a champion
Well papa what do i do now
And i love jamaica, jamaica loves me
I can see clearly now, the rain has gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
And i love jamaica, jamaica loves me

Who is the best pushcart driver?
Youre looking at him!

Who is the big bag of hot air
Who doesnt have to comb his hair
Who doesnt bathe and doesnt care
Sanka, sanka, champion pushcart driver!

My destiny remains unfillfilled
Within my veins, the olimpiad screams

I was born to be a champion
Well papa what do i do now
And i love jamaica, jamaica loves me
I can see clearly now, the rain has gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
And i love jamaica, jamaica loves me

Sanka ya dead man,
Ya man im dead!

I have to compete, is there nothing I can do?
Do the words give up mean nothing to you?
Not one fucking thing
There was a man, with a plan, needs a man like you
To push a bobsled
What the fuck is a bobsled

Sanka I known you my whole life
Been through a whole heap together
I need a this one thing from you now
Hope remains! To be a champion
And it lies in the blade and the ice

I will be a champion!
I will be a champion!
Hope remains for the champions destiny and it lies
It lies in the blade and the ice
Hope remains for the champions destiny and it lies
It lies in the blade and the ice


If I hadn't gone down, we would already be there, its all my fault.
Under the weighty thumb of the father.

Act ii- the exile's path to redemption

Nuff people talking, say they don't believe, jamaica we have a bobsled team

Never, will I entertain, notions of competing again
Times have changed, and I am disgraced,
Ill never show my face again

Fastest of the fastest, jamaican sprinters give respect to the man Blitzer!

I will kiss one thousand hags, just to make it
But we need your help
Junior sold his car, ruined his relationship with his dad to make it
But we need your help

Never, will I entertain, notions of competing again
Times have changed, and I am disgraced,
Ill never show my face again

Go tumbleweed, no tumbleweed!
Sad gamblers life is the life for me.
Banished, and deserved well
No amount of coconut cocktails can stop it being hell
I gambled high, my honour the stakes,
For victory, I'd do whatever it takes

I needed victory, winning was my life.
So I sold my soul
If your not enough without it
You'll never be enough with the gold

I wish I could take back
Back the shady weights
I wont embarrass jamaica,
Like I embarrassed the state
Ignore the poster,
I live in the sun.
Escaping the weights,
I done the bobsled run

I needed victory, winning was my life.
So I sold my soul
If your not enough without it
You'll never be enough with the gold

Never, did I think I would experience hope again
I seek redemption, and it lies with you boys
I will fight for you till the end

Now move it you slackers!

Training
Getting stronger
Ever so slightly faster
Were on out way
Team!
Reluctant friendship
growing closer
I shall arrest you, policeman say
We are the jamaican bobsled team
Get out of my way

Act iii- Calgary'88/the giant

High in
Those boys are like greased lightening
Can lightening run on ice
Low out
Gonna turn some heads
Heads like ragdolls
We are different people are afraid of what's different
High in
Kissin eggs aint no kinda style
Low out
I will strike you each upon the head
Einz , zwy, dri, go

Im a giant man, with giant dreams
Took a fucking lot to join this team
Gonna leave this stinkin' island, and live right here.
Hey man thats buckingham palace
No no it cannot be
Nooooooooo!

Dont listen, these people dont know what it is to dream
The more Yule Brenners in this world
The better off we'll be

Blood
Fire
Blood
Fire

Act iv- Junior's lament

Im a bad ass junior and I don't take no crap from nobody

I see pride, I see power.
I see a bad ass junior and I don't take no crap from nobody
Im a bad ass juniour and I dont take no crap from nobody

Show those europeans some Jamaican pain



I am a bad ass junior
Under the weighty thumb of the the father
A mans gotta do, what a mans gotta do
I sold my car, all for you
Under the weighty shadow of the father
Im not a lost little boy, I am a man, and an olympian
Im staying right here
Free from the weighty shadow of the father

Act v- champions rise

The blade and the ice, the path we have taken
Derice does the drivin", I do the braking
To mimic the swiss, we were mistaken
We sure as hell better bobsled jamaican
Bobsled jamaican

Peace be the ride
Blood fire, we have to fight back
Peace be the ride
Cool runnings, Peace be the ride

Feel the rhythm
Feel the rhyme
Get on up
Its bobsled time


This isn't over, till we cross the line
The victory we seek is not about time
Can you hear the humbled europeans clapping slow
Every Single strike delivers honour to my soul
Return to Jamaica as heroes
You best believe we come back to olympics as equals
A man redeemed, a champions destiny is satisfied
A lonely island's part of the world, pride in the father's eyes
Peace be the ride!
Peace be the ride!

credits

released January 7, 2017

Paul Metcalfe- Guitar
Tom McGuire- Guitar and vocals
Szymon Ostasz- Drums drums and drums
Robert McGuire- Bass
Jamie Watt- Vocals

JJ shouted as Yule Brenner (www.facebook.com/GENDOIKARIGRIND/) (www.facebook.com/thecolourpinkisgay/)
Kev Young shouted as John Candy (www.facebook.com/kevinyoungmusic/)

Artwork and tshirts with help from Xander Macmillan

Recorded mixed and mastered by Chris McMillan

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