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Freakshow
03:14
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Laugh, from a hollow place, a transplanted face
Scintillated, a new dead star
Death is a salesman, death is a star
Never forget, how stupid you are
Dark, the end of reason, the experts came
Emaciated, in top pop shape
Blissed out, comeback, shameless, freak show
All is soap, and all is disease
Rolling twenty four hour greed
And few can laugh and I can’t breath
Where pantomime horses bolt and bleed
Bury me deep without my brain
Where all is fake and all is fame
Twitter your tears and blog your blame
Where grief and love and shit’s the same
Dance ‘til the public sickens, let the public buy
Icon worship, freak show flies
Blissed out, comeback, shameless, freak show
Freak show, freak show, freak show, freak show
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Shoot the People
02:33
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A boy looking for war – free the people
A boy looking for love – hurt the people
A boy looking for sex – screw the people
A boy looking for death – shoot the people
To die at 22 – show the people
Never kissed a girl – blame the people
He’ll kill you for his love – shake the people
This makes religious sense – con the people
Shoot the people, kill the people,
Shoot the people, kill ‘em all
Shoot the people, kill the people
Shoot the people, kill ‘em all
People, people, people, people
For God and Abraham – teach the people
All will be revealed – hate the people
Dial that mobile phone – fool the people
Send them all to hell - kill the people
Shoot the people, kill the people,
Shoot the people, kill ‘em all
Shoot the people, kill the people
Shoot the people, kill ‘em all
People, people, people, people
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Drone (Revolution)
03:08
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When we get like this we know there is nothing
When we get like this it’s too late for talking
When we get like this we’re out to destroy
When we get like this we’re down with the boys
With my Little Red Book I discover
The thoughts of Chairman Mao and Baader and Lenin / Lennon
You showed up at the graveside of Bobby Sands
They kicked you all around on your face and your hands
And this is the big, the big idea
Light a fire, cry no tears
Tear it down and party like it’s ‘77
When you’re sailing far too close to the truth
Mental illness turning guns on the roof
The Red Army Faction trains in free Palestine
Naked girls on the roof with a coke and lime
When we get like this the blood spurts from dreams
Arm the freedom fighters and the Mujahedeen
When is a revolutionary just a man?
When is the revolution just a scam?
Ladies and Gentlemen there will be no revolution but everything will be televised
When it gets to this there’s no going home
When it gets to this hit the alarm
When it gets to this you’re in or you’re out
When you get here there’s no changing and no doubt
And this is the big, the big idea
Gudrun Ensslin cries no tears
Revolutionary consciousness
Tear down the wall sell souvenirs
The revolution was in your head
The revolution was in your head
The revolution was in your head
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Whole Sky Monitor Leeds, UK
The chief export of Leeds’ Whole Sky Monitor is sonic shock and awe. Their sophomore effort, Twisted Little Piggies, is a discordant, vaguely political, overtly misanthropic body of hyper-energetic and possibly upsetting rock and roll blasts that smokes and sweats bullets. Actually, BBC1’s Steve Lamacq phrased it as “huge, hulking anti-pop.” Twisted Little Piggies will be your go-to soundtrack. ... more
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