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A1 - Psychic
02:43
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It's down my head
I hear the noise
of the psychic hearts
of the girls and boys
everybody's slave
of shortened time
make no mistake
go fuck your crime
let's get that grip
of narrow sight
make no mistake
I'll see you cry
let's watch pork television in every second now
let's go down the station, the situation's raw
let's watch pork television in every second now
no more psychic body parts, no eyes or ears on street
let's watch pork television in every second now
where is the psychic heart, why is it gone
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2. |
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3. |
A3 - God is dead
01:44
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rapists
close enough
broken glass
game over
rapists
nice vexation
rapists
now
god is dead
rapists
close enough
precious
get down
god is dead
rapists
guilt trip
god is dead
now
god is dead
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4. |
A4 - Pretty destroyed
03:37
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silence and whisky sour
makes me wanna kraut
silence and ginny sour
makes me wanna kraut
silence and rummy sour
makes me wanna die now
silence and twisted sour
it is what it is
silence and lager sour
destroying me now
silence and absinth sour
makes me noisy brat
silence and spirit sour
makes me wanna kill now
silence, it's lovely day
to be nicely wasted
I'm sick and pretty destroyed
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5. |
A5 - Bulb peeps
01:29
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Mary's fucked!
It's our future
it's our crime
it's our revolution
let's burn it down
the age of light's here
it's time to shine
smashing the bulb peeps
living the blackout
it's our future
it's our crime
now is the revolution to survive
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6. |
A6 - Scrapped song
03:13
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7. |
B1 - Sad trombone
03:21
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it's a sad trombone
now we see him gone
death is coming
all we have is just a joke
same as ever
we'll all be gone
death
bombs
life
honks
away
it's a sound of like a sad trombone
of life trumpeting away
it's a sad trombone
now it's coming back
never leaving
it's all running joke
same as ever
we'll all be gone
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8. |
B2 - Atomic candy creeps
04:25
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into the gun brain-power
like a dream in the night
sugar-coated candy seas
a place where death is all one sees
stealing your bones and skin
a place where death is all one sees
atomic candy creeps
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B3 - War koalas
05:12
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the koalas march to war
against the vacuum pumps
their fluffy ears aflare
their claws sharpened for combat
the people are made of wire
they charge into the fray
their eyes alight with fury
ready to tear and rend
the clock is ticking backwards
the moon is upside down
dead water and dying sand
contending for upper hand
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Atomic Candy Creeps Ostrava, Czechia
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