1. |
Here Come The Drums
04:20
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Well I was out in the Holy Land
Dealing with Arabs and Kings
Oh I was sipping the silence
In between the scimitar swings
The blond locks of the desert
Ancient relics of you
And your Aryan ideals
In between the red and the blue
And I know when I left
I made a pact
But since when did you dress
Exclusively in black
And here come the drums
With their confetti hand grenades
Here come the drums
Yeah they tell me that I'll be made
And it's just common sense
Ain't nothing if not a daunting distance
In the city of God
In the city of God
Well I fought with a rifle and murdered
But a good soldier ought
But now people walk by me
With coffee cups and liberal thoughts
The blond locks of the desert
Only remind me of you
And the sight of you waving
From in between the petrol fumes
But here come the drums
With their throats hoarse as animals
Here come the drums
And we're all fucking cannibals
Here come the drums
Yeah they tell me I'll be known hence
Here come the drums
Well they tell me it's common sense
And time's just a pretence
Ain't nothing if not a daunting distance
Where I went wrong
This is where I went wrong
"Come and see the blood in the streets.
Come and see
The blood in the streets.
Come and see the blood
In the streets!"
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2. |
Revolver Jane
03:26
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Where the black sun taints the river
Lying in the sand
Is me, my violence and my metal love
Translucent in my hand
And I've wasted fifteen minutes
Trying to get Revolver Jane
For she was on the ashes counting bugs
But now she's fucking him in the rain
Oh but
Who is Revolver Jane?
Well don't you ever (ever ever) forget that name
Because she's gonna be big
On screen and on stage
So remember Revolver Jane
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Where the trees all blossom lava
And the city sparks beneath
There's a little place I go to
When the angels bare their teeth
Where Jane sits down and looks around
Only half aware
Of Spinning Top Rich
In his plasticine ditch
And his swords are none too scared
Oh but
Who is Revolver Jane?
Well don't you ever (ever ever) forget that name
Because she's gonna be big
On screen and on stage
So remember Revolver Jane
Remember Revolver Jane
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
(Guitar section)
Where the arch moon looks down fondly
On the plastic figurines
I sit inside the entrance
Of my bloated trapping schemes
When who should bust in through the door
But old gold flame herself
Oh she puts the lighting in my room
As all the hatred melts
Oh but
Who is Revolver Jane?
Well she's forever parasitic
And forever insane
And she's gonna be big
On screen and on stage
So remember Revolver Jane
Remember Revolver Jane
Cos she's gonna be big on screen and on stage
Gonna be big
So remember Revolver Jane
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3. |
This is Forever
04:32
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The stepping stones have been removed
The barriers are crumbling
From Rome to Babylon
Didn't see it fall
All this concrete permanence
I know it's hard to love
Between the hurricanes
Under the empty stars
Beauty found in bricks
And eternity
And I know it feels unsafe
When this is forever
This is forever
This is forever
And I know it feels unsafe
We are entertainment
We are half exhausted
Violent and purposeless and new
Pretty much defeated
But never looked so happy
Wooden beams and window panes enclose
But just beneath the rain
Lucifer's old friend
Whispers things that I just do not get
And I know it's hard
When this is forever
This is forever
This is forever
And I know it feels unsafe
And as we enter the
Final stages of
Everything we've ever worked for's gone
And this is
Just another piece of disposable first world art
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4. |
Ocean of You
05:01
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Look into the dust bowl
The bears are sleeping
Look into the forest
The vines relax
Coming here was no laughing matter
No entry level accident
Where I got drunk
And spilled your blood
And taught myself age
Our hour
I'm lost in the ocean of you
Our hour
I'm lost...
Hear the sound of an engine
Failing out at sea
Hear her laugh in the orchard
Where the fires sweep
Coming here was not an endless romance
Cos there's no dignity
In affection's wake
But I can't see you from the clifftop
Any other way
Our hour
I'm lost in the ocean of you
Our hour
I'm lost in the ocean of you
In the ocean of you
(Hit it!)
Coming here was not an endless romance
Cos there's no dignity
In affection's wake
But I can't count the people that I love
On one hand
Am I making a mistake?
Our hour
I'd give it all for the ocean of you
Our hour
I'd give it all for the ocean of you
In the ocean of you
In the ocean
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The Otherside London, UK
South east London quintet, who play visceral post-punk fused with psychedelic rock and jangle pop.
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