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Track: Rubber Bullets
Artist: 10cc
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Name: 10cc
Spotify Genres: yacht rock, art rock, glam rock
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Major 70s UK (founded in Stockport, Greater Manchester, England) pop/artrock band. The original line-up of [a=Eric Stewart], [a=Kevin Godley], [a=Lol Creme] and [a=Graham Gouldman] had composed together and been in the band [a=Hotlegs] (Gouldman only briefly) before forming 10cc in 1972 and signing with [a=Jonathan King]'s [l=UK Records] after being turned down by [l=Apple Records]. The band's music is a blend of pop, artrock often drawing on other genres, on the debut album especially the 50s. The original line-up lasted four years, reaching worldwide success in 1975 with the ballad "I'm Not In Love." In 1976 Godley and Creme left to form the more arty [a=Godley & Creme] while Stewart and Gouldman continued as 10cc. The first album by the new 10cc, the 1977 "Deceptive Bends" maintained the pop appeal of the group, but after 1978 hit "Dreadlock Holiday" from "Bloody Tourists" and Stewart's crisis following a car crash the band never returned to the major pop league. PS: some releases may have 10CC as the artist. This isn't a ANV, as ANV doesn't apply for variations in capitalization [g2.5.7]

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Release: 10C.C.* - Rubber Bullets
Year: 1973
Genres: Rock
Styles: Pop Rock

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LYRICS

I went to a party at the local county jail
All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail
But the guys were indiscreet
They were brawling in the street
At the local dance at the local county jail
Well the band were playing
And the booze began to flow
But the sound came over on the police car radio
Down at Precinct 49
Having a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
I love to hear those convicts squeal
It's a shame these slugs ain't real
But we can't have dancin' at the local county jail
Sergeant Baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail
And for miles around
You could hear the sirens wail
There's a rumour goin' round death row
That a fuse is gonna blow
At the local hop at the local county jail
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Sergeant Baker started talkin'
With a bullhorn in his hand
He was cool, he was clear
He was always in command
He said "Blood will flow;
Here Padre
Padre you talk to your boys..."
"Trust in me -
God will come to set you free"
Well we don't understand
Why you called in the National Guard
When Uncle Sam is the one
Who belongs in the exercise yard
We all got balls and brains
But some's got balls and chains
At the local dance at the local county jail
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets
Is it really such a crime
For a guy to spend his time
At the local dance at the local county jail
At the local dance at the local county jail
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do
Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do