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X
00:30
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HAUNTED GOLD
03:08
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A murderous fear that I own
is a thorn in your voice and your tone
A banner for your kills and craft
A banner for your kills and craft
Is all that I give and I ask
I want it, the shock of your haunted gold
Leaving me wanting, show me your haunted gold
I want it, the shock of your haunted gold
Leaving me wanting, show me your haunted gold
A murderous fear without cause
Is a hell over substance, a war
A thorn in your voice and your tone
Condemn my fangs becoming throne
The rites of power to our homes
I want it, the shock of your haunted gold
Leaving me wanting, show me your haunted gold
I want it, the shock of your haunted gold
Leaving me wanting, show me your haunted gold
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3. |
AVANT-GUARDED
02:36
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Sound and vision is a privilege
Trade your faces, alter the images
I want to keep it in tradition
But often struggle to be so original
I was a regal child
But not enough to make the news
A self-importance born
From some elaborate ruse
Sound and vision is a privilege
Trade your faces, alter the images
(Alter the images, just alter the images)
I want to keep it in tradition
But often struggle to be so original
(Alter the images, just alter the images)
Do we try? Do they try? Too hard.
Twenty-six calendar movements
Into the blank position
Oh to be "avant-guarded"
With glorious indifference
If sound and vision is a privilege
All your truths are better inhibited
(Alter the images, just alter the images)
I want to keep it in in tradition
But authenticity is primitive
(Alter the images, just alter the images)
Do we try? Do they try? Too hard.
Yeah you try, yeah you try, too hard.
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4. |
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Stand in the line
Pass the time
Maybe another ten years
Hold up your fears, just to be redefined
Stand in the line
Older and destitute
Nobody smiles
When you're of "ill repute"
Hold up your "Gods"
Ignorant in your youth
You'll always get what you want
And just what you ask for
Because you ask for nothing more
You'll always get what you want
And just what you ask for
Because you ask for nothing more
You'll always get what you want
And just what you ask for
But what's it worth?
Always get what you want
And just what you ask for
But what's it worth?
Always get what you want
And just what you ask for
But what's it worth?
Always get what you want
And just what you ask for
But what's it worth?
Uncertain charm, horrendous anecdotes
Digital bones, powered by mesmerists
Who are we but wasted lives, wasted votes?
Nostalgic for dead guy revivalists
Say it best with borrowed flowers or fists
Keep all the change
Oh, ignorance is bliss
So go and get what you want
Yeah, go and get what you want
You'll always get what you want
And just what you ask for
Because you ask for nothing more
You'll always get what you want
And just what you ask for
But what's it worth?
Always get what you want
And just what you ask for
But what's it worth?
(What you want, what you ask for) x3
You'll always get what you want
And just what you ask for
But what's it worth?
Always get what you want
And just what you ask for
But what's it worth?
Always get what you want
And just what you ask for
But what's it worth?
Always get what you want
And just what you ask for
But what's it worth?
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5. |
X X
00:39
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6. |
FURTHER STILL
03:27
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Be an observer
Float on the water
Yes, I really could
Sleep through the changes
Bypass all stages
Yes, I really could
You hurt me further still
You hurt me further still, love
Shroud things in mystery
Hope that you miss me
Yes, I really could
Pause down the phone line
Think in my own time
Yes, I really should
You hurt me further still
You hurt me further still, love
Be an observer
Float on the water
Yes, I really could
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7. |
GHOSTS
01:25
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Bones in disguise
Make windows
For our hopes
Wrists fly flags
Make masts for our hopes
Make masts for our hopes
Make masts for our hopes
We have loaned to ghosts
Hope stuck in my throat
With your heart
Louder with the years
We have loaned to ghosts
We have loaned to ghosts
Make masts for our hopes
We have loaned to ghosts
Oh, break our wicked hearts
Make masts for our hopes
And break their wicked hearts
Make masts for our hopes
We have loaned to ghosts
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8. |
NOISE POLLUTION
01:13
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Out with the old
In with the most
Everyone near
Nobody close
Do you wish for
Something that's worth
Getting up for
A life deserved
Even if you're disillusioned
Only really "noise pollution"
Get by!
Therefore it's no
(Get by)
Massive surprise
(Get by)
That we remain
(Get by)
Internalised
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9. |
X X X
00:36
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10. |
SPECTRE
03:09
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The church had vanished, salvaging treasured songs
As a witness to lost prayers from the frail frame I'd born
The town was a victim of its own insides
From wretched lashes, stealth parades
From skulls and ashes she had made
The demolition, the curse
Of our advances
Our dead are dancers
The definition, the curse
She is a spectre and those who love her know
A sharp indentation of a burial on a stage
Our deafening loss, our swift outrage
Oh the blunt mouth of the spectacle left the unwanted songs of dwellers
From the piers, the missing boy
Who gave more than I could employ...
The demolition, the curse
Of our advances
Our dead are dancers
The definition, the curse
She is a spectre and those who love her know
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11. |
RUN FROM THE FUNERAL
04:24
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Is courtesy extinct?
'Cause no-one gives a fuck
We work too hard to think
Why the money runs amok
We just run from the funeral cavalcade
Run for your life, hope and pray
That they never deceive you
Ever catch you up
And suddenly they're "Gods"
When suddenly they're gone
Only really sad
Because they got to be someone
And all my heroes are unsung
From the funeral cavalcade
Run for your life, hope and pray
That they never defeat you
Ever catch you up
(Up)
Just run
From the funeral cavalcade
Run for your life, hope and pray
That they never defeat you
Ever catch you up
(Up)
[SAMPLES]
Hope they never catch you up
Hope they never do (x4)
Hope they never catch you up
Run from the funeral cavalcade
Run for your life, hope and pray
That they never deceive you
Ever catch you up
No, I don't really care
If they say that sound is dead
Why would you want to dance?
When you could just stand there instead?
Oh, what was was it you *should* have said?
In the funeral cavalcade
Run for your life, hope and pray
That they never defeat you
Ever catch you up
(Up)
Run
From the funeral cavalcade
Run for your life, hope and pray
'Cause they'll always forget you
When you're nothing much
(Up)
Run.
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12. |
ANIMAL
01:56
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Who d'you think it is?
Run scared
Left it too late to stay there
Hide inside your hole
Prepare
Fur will fucking fly everywhere
Oh, you
Push and pull
Oh, you
Animal
Do you want to be a pet?
You could get domesticated
Hide your tail between your legs
You'll never be a serious threat
Oh, you
Push and pull
All new
Animal
It's good to be with a real animal
Who can deal with it when
My poor heart is full
Oh, proving you're not a real "man" at all
No, I don't want to be a caged animal
'Cause
Oh, you
Push and pull
All new
Animal
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13. |
X X X X
00:38
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14. |
VALKYRIE
02:57
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I've never been patient
Subtle, or vacant
When thinking of ways that could persuade
The one from the home lands
The safest of all hands
That there is a name that should have stayed
Standing in front of
Irrational reasons
Do you just treat them
The same, the same, the same, the same, oh?
I am the creature
Of fauna and feature
Waiting to teach you
A different game
For all reasons, falter, breath then
Come through
Any piece of leisurely mind
Find its presence, find...
Trying to be everything but anything of mine
Any piece of leisurely mind
Find its pleasures, find!
Standing in front of
Any real reason
Do you just bleed them
The same, the same, the same, the same, oh?
I am a creature
Of fauna and feature
Waiting to teach you
A different game
For all reasons, falter, breath then
Come through
Any piece of leisurely mind
Find its presence, find...
Trying to be everything but anything of mine
Any piece of leisurely mind
Find its pleasures, find!
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15. |
PURE TO LAST
03:17
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Gather up the sentiments
They are your firewood
And strip them of their relevance
There is no greater good
That's worth the risk
On Earth, that is
So pure to last
So pure to last
Oh, consumate confessional
In towers of what you feel
I've boarded all the windows up
With glittering ideals
Such perfect views
Such perfect views
But it's not enough
Enough for you
Go squander petty victories
With eager legionnaires
And drown your little histories
In your sorrow and theirs
Not worth the risk
On Earth, it is
Not build to last
Not pure to last
So pure to last
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16. |
X X X X X
01:39
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Roberta Fidora England, UK
Falling somewhere between Bet Lynch and David Lynch.
"Ideal synth pop for melancholics..." - MOJO Magazine.
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