1. |
Pensioner
01:49
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Eventually, we will all be dead
And I believe you and me
will reappear again
Where does
my body
end
if everything
is
light?
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2. |
Superyacht Ecopark
02:24
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Reincarnate in the age of the superyacht
I was made, given form and shape, by a vengeful God
It's a nightmare, the supermarket ecopark
They're rationing the rat meat
The shelves are stocked with sharks
All that you hated is everything now
And I, annihilated, keep waking in the aisles
I miscalculated
I keep falling into the wires
We belong here, in the age of the superyacht
Our only god, a glitter bomb of bottle blonde
It's a nightmare
in the graveyard ecopark
The poachers clear the fenceline
The narcs are in the yard
All that you wasted is everything now
And I, annihilated, keep waking in the aisles
I miscalculated
I keep falling into the wires
I, annihilated, keep falling into the wires
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3. |
Rogue Wave
04:06
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Boil away the excess,
bottle up the rest
Forget the wreckage
Let the weather kill what's left
You'll never guess
which segments fracture under stress
You'll never guess
the way the wave reacts
Now they've got elephant tranqs
locked in the oxygen tanks
As a toxic bloom
crashed upon the banks,
I swim to you
Caught in a low wake,
grown into a wave
Underneath the weight
above you
Devour
Spin out
Are you waiting
in the way?
Got in a rogue wave
to drown
you out
Barricade the exits
Miles of velvet rope
to hold you closer
until the weather kills us both
And they've got elephant tranqs
locked in the oxygen tanks
As a toxic bloom
crashed upon the banks,
I swim to you
I'm spinning, still drifting out
Low wake, rogue wave
A way to take
the beast by the hand,
lead him from the arena
and out into the land
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4. |
Hypernormalisation
03:27
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Cast your body off
Settle down, sales are up
Recharge your devices for exodus
I saw the two of you in love,
queueing up for cleaner blood
Active crisis
Actors warming up in a sea of camera tech
Soft plastic stacked to hell
Abandon it!
I saw the two of you were there,
queuing up for cleaner air
God forbid the software glitches out
The palm oil and petrol,
Coca-Cola and cobalt
Let the future into your heart
Sunlight swallowed up at night
Everywhere, all at once, darkness arrives
What the fuck is wrong with everyone?
Abandon it!
A sea of camera tech
Soft plastic stacked to hell
Sunrise, the smoke subsides
Realize there's nothing left
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5. |
We Can Build You
04:02
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We need more guns
We need more cameras
More suicide nets outstretched above our heads
So see it, slow seer
Cancer cluster crush us from the sky
The mountain is a meteor tonight
When I tilt the screen,
we're one big machine
If it's not enough,
We can build you up again
All day permanent red
Run it through a hundred filters
and we can build you right
We can lead you into the light we need to
We can build you
So see it, slow seer
Eyes identified by logotype
Your telegenic teeth is all they'll find
When I tilt the screen,
we're one big machine
If you're never enough,
We need more guns
We need more cameras
Love is an American cult
We can build you
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6. |
Goliathette
03:34
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Brave faces on
Are you locked in systems log?
Are you lost in Astrakhan?
I'm calling
A celebrity is sorry
Their Slayer shirt is torn
A nightclub gunman is waving to the tourists
Brave faces on
Why did you follow me in the dark?
What are you doing here?
How was your summer off?
I got murdered by the cops,
I got blocked by all the mods
Got my spirit crushed to dust,
got back everything I lost
Secret sermon, samizdat version
And I will be destroyed alike
I have come unmoored
Vaporware,
we own the land, the lodge, the children, all
Vaporware
Brave faces, all
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7. |
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Books cannot be killed by fire
Death is a noose hanging high
There is always a war,
there is only light on one side
When they come to burn your library at night,
torches burning bright,
look them in the eye
Books cannot be killed by fire
Cowards ban the canon,
then we codify the archive
And now I cannot be killed by fire
Books cannot be killed by fire
Death is a noose hanging high
When they come to cull your school board tonight,
only the word cannot be killed by fire
High above death remains the word
The word cannot be killed here in the world
High above death remains the word
The word cannot be killed at all
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8. |
House / Trance
04:28
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In heavy weather
Readjusted to the light
Navigation severed
We never go outside
Can't summarize the risk
The hologram on pause
Won't sacrifice the bandwidth
All damage keeping course
The signal fades off into space
When we get further out
The physics change
Send us all into an endless maw
Tear the capsule off, come back and check the math
Chew your calcium, kill all the house and trance
We are one, we are wondering
if we are all alone
Send us all into the sun
In a heavy storm
Reaccustomed to alarm
The laser link is lost,
airlock sealed the doors
We watch the signal shapeshift
The playlist is a plague pit
We can't give up the bandwidth
We're keeping course
Open your arms
Send us all
into the sun
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9. |
Autotourniquet
03:59
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The soul is a UFO
Your body, on autodelete
A carbon copy to keep off the clone
Trade your serpents in for snakes
And the reboot makes a billion
We all raise a hand to God
We collapse into razor ribbon
A hidden vision dissolves
Oh, Superuser
The lights are always out
You do it to yourself
when you put your money down
The soul is a UFO
And all the bad weather a myth
Clean opsec cover up the code
The pattern in the prism resets
And the reboot makes a killing
We all raze the myth of God
A sunny life within the television
A hidden vision dissolves
The reboot makes a billion
when you put your money down
The pattern in the prism,
once hidden, now spinning out
The lights are always out
When you put your money down
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10. |
Skells
04:48
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Man is wolf to man
Spent an artificial winter
in a sleeper cell, sleeping in the car
I'm not yet quite myself
Tripping off the continental shelf
The mothership occultists at the door
We're taking off
Come on, we're coming home
The worst place in the world
Survive crash landing
You limp away laughing
The universe conspires
Turns out like you planned it
Get your Westboro Baptist Federation of Planets
Scumbags, you can have it
I hope you crash the goddamn whole thing into the sun
All the tides in motion
Until the mountains are molten
Until the Nassau Coliseum is at the bottom of the ocean
Sailing on
Your Westboro Baptist generation of fascists
Scumbags, you can have it
I hope you crash the goddamn planet into the sun
The worst place in the world
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