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1. |
The Renegade
03:30
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When the walls are tense like kidskin in a drum set
And the faintest of vibrations gets transmitted
To the cesspool where the witch hunts brew and fester
Everybody's gonna love the pyre
It’s all the time it takes to torch the renegade
Just two minutes of hate to jeer the blazing stake
Now my eardrums scour the airwaves for dissenters
And I twitch with sheer repugnance at divergence
Hail the stamping of the masses marching forward
We’re all gonna love defectors when they’re wailing
It’s all the time it takes to torch the renegade
Just two minutes of hate to jeer the blazing stake
It’s all the time it takes to torch the renegade
Just two minutes of hate to jeer the blazing stake
To jeer the blazing stake
Tied to the blazing stake
Tied to the blazing stake
You burn!
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2. |
Soul Caravan
04:55
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Day-dreaming
You’re craving the needle
From the cyborg dealer
The fabric of thought
Soaked in synthetic liquor
Your brain is unsealed
No way to conceal
Your fears from the nightmare machine
Soul caravan
Day-dreaming the trail to Mars
Loom of veins
Waiting dames
High on crystal fate
Adam and Eve
Shaking the sieve of love
Sowing stars
Wide awake on meth
Welding iron to flesh
High on crystal
Cyborg weaver
Relentless believer
The guts of the breeder
So hard to mesh wire and sinew together
Wrung into a tether
Stitching hell for leather
But flesh rots away anyway all the way to the bone of the
Soul Caravan
Day-dreaming the trail to Mars
Loom of veins
Waiting dames
High on crystal fate
Adam and Eve
Shaking the sieve of love
Sowing stars
Wide awake on meth
No life on Mars
No thread to spin the yarn
Suitors all dead and all you can do is fly
Braving the wilderness
Lured by the promise of the
Soul caravan
Day-dreaming the trail past Mars
Loom of veins
Waiting dames
High on crystal fate
Adam and Eve
Shaking the sieve of love
Sowing stars
Wide awake on meth
Welding iron to flesh
Metal rib with dust!
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3. |
Fancy Dress Ball
02:47
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I walk into the mire
A highball in my hand
My brain too torpid to conspire
My face is sand
From no man’s land
Fancy dress ball
The profit’s fat
Drudges suck up to the twat
Cutthroat cutback
And dirty tricks
Silken ties kill just for kicks
My crooked icecube laughter
Ain’t better than their faces
At feigning elation with grimaces
We overact
We made a pact
We sold our soul
To the glory hole
Fancy dress ball
The profit’s fat
Drudges suck up to the twat
Cutthroat cutback
And dirty tricks
Silken ties kill just for kicks
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4. |
Summer Hit
04:13
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Cast us forth on the naked shore of Shagaluf
He told the fish
English breakfast and piss-warm pints
Don’t give a shit
Just play the Summer Hit
The whitest sand in Jonah’s hand
Sown on the mirror where he's gasping for a bump
It’s time to feel the ocean punch you to your knees
It’s time to feel the ocean...
Rasher Pride versus Mrs Hyde
The next Pub Crawling Queen is up to something big
And all the drunken pricks
Queue up and smack their lips
With relish for the pitch-black pit
Wasted Brits and sizzling tits
While the summer hit repeats
White light white heat
Synth tam-tam beat
While the summer hit repeats
Jonah grinds his teeth
It’s time to feel the ocean punch you to your knees
It’s time to feel the ocean...
It’s time to feel the ocean punch you to your knees
It’s time to feel the ocean...
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5. |
Iron Armour
03:41
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A maelstrom of vitriolic gazes
Ten thousand years of rusty shears
As I drift round and down in fear
Of the gyre of oxidizing faces
Iron armour, acid mire
Corrosive coiling wire
Hydra choking in the filth
Gotta sear the severed stumps with fire
But I’m heaving as a ragged plastic jellyfish recalling
How I retched the pain into a bottle
Ten thousand tears of caustic sand
Expiring in the hourglass
It’s over, but I’m still drenched in poison
Iron armour, acid mire
Corrosive coiling wire
Hydra choking in the filth
Gotta sear the severed stumps with fire
But I’m choking in the filth
Iron armour, acid mire
Corroding coiling wire
Suffocating in the peat
Heaving as a ragged plastic jellyfish recalling
How I sank
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6. |
Slava the Weatherman
04:55
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Paying close attention as he points his gun
Slava’s shot rings out and feathers scatter down
Staring at the wounded gander flapping to the shore
As his spitz retrieves the prey you hear him say
Bring him here so I can feel the crimson fire flow
It’s so cold outside but I’m burning deep inside
Slava’s eyes gape blue and frozen
To the bowels of the ocean
In the middle of the Arctic
Plunge and dive
Le chien sibérien c’est l’homme qui prend le temps
Le chien sibérien c’est l’homme qui prend le temps
Standing on an iceberg throwing stones into the sea
There’s a daughter drifting out into a dream
Glowing rubies sizzling on the palest morning snow
It’s so cold outside but I’m burning deep inside
Slava’s eyes gape blue and frozen
To the bowels of the ocean
In the middle of the Arctic
Plunge and dive
Slava’s eyes gape blue and frozen
To the bowels of the ocean
In the middle of the Arctic
Plunge and dive
Le chien sibérien c’est l’homme qui prend le temps
Le chien sibérien c’est l’homme qui prend le temps
Le chien sibérien c’est l’homme qui prend le temps
Le chien sibérien c’est l’homme qui prend le temps
Le chien sibérien c’est l’homme qui prend le temps
Le chien sibérien c’est l’homme qui prend le temps
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7. |
I Turn to Salt
03:51
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Oh Angel
Spare me from annihilation
Have mercy
Smite down on them but save me
And when I turn around
Out of remorse
I see the blazing town
Salvation
Unscathed from fire and brimstone
Damnation
To burn in Hell
And when I turn around
Out of remorse
I see the blazing town
And when I turn around
Out of remorse
I turn to salt
And when I turn around
Out of remorse
I turn to salt
I turn to salt
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8. |
Subway Soulmate
04:10
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Axle grease and diesel
A gust of mold and brake dust
As the wheezing android breathes in
His e-nose in her mane
Lovingly cuddling her in vain
I’m nothing without you
He sizzles with an ozone loop of mournful prayer
Station after station
Mind the gap
Please switch me off
Cuz I squeezed all the life out of Sue
Mon petit bijou
I’m nothing without you
She jumps in just in time
Just with the chime
She shakes her hair
And sends her scent
Straight to the lair
Please switch me off
Cuz I squeezed all the life out of Sue
Mon petit bijou
I’m nothing without you
My darling, my sweet babe, you’re back
And nothing really happened to you
Now let me hold you tight
I love you too much, honey
Don’t you try to run away
I love you too much
I can’t refrain myself
I need you
You’re perfect in the way you snap and crack
As everybody glares in awe
Please switch me off
Cuz I’m squeezing all the life out of you
Mon petit bijou
I’m nothing without you
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Model Slaves Palma, Spain
Tomorrow Never Knows and White Rabbit with Peter Murphy-style vocals.
Model Slaves are Victor Palacios (lyrics, vocals, bass), Pep Lluís Palmer (drums), Tolo Fornés (guitar, synth) and Xisco Rosselló (guitar).
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