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One crack from the suffering whip
When the flags have fallen still
Filled up with the armistice of a flower on the windowsill
Well, how are you finding this one-horse town of earth?
My baby left me, et cetera
And the blue trees are aching through the dirt
But in the morning
When a whistle cuts the still
And my friend the ever-lover
Says he does an always will
Mosquito
Helicopter, coming around
Death from above
Oh my love, oh my love
Hang-dog in the afternoon
Where the pictures stain the walls
Hats off to the medicine
Now screening all your calls
Well, how are you finding that tricky task of lot?
Know what to leave behind and what to price and flog
And in the evening, when a whistle steals the scene
All rise to the spotlessness of the Atlantean dream
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Faster Than The Radio
03:06
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Oh mama, my world’s on fire
Eagles eating from the palms of a dead empire
I stand tall at the foot of the mount
Aim straight down the middle if you’re going to make it count
That’s why I came
To reach you faster than the radio can
To tell you that you must meet all my demands
It’s all you’re ever gonna need now, man
Coming up to bring it to you faster than the radio can
There’s a worm at the bottom of my garden
And his dream is yesterday
He holidays in the frontal lobe
For you know not what you say
Goodbye to Zoroaster
Disappearing into binary trails
Coming home with all our jet black sails
I don’t like women when they don’t want me
So I raise down all the world I can’t see
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Opus Kink Brighton, UK
“Horn-fuelled filth-funk, where punk and jazz combine in grimy circumstances” - Thomas Smith, NME
Magazine
“Barnstorming, infectious” - Steve Lamacq, BBC 6 Music
“A showdown to end all perception of genre... wearing their influences on their sleeves then ripping them to shreds” - Al Mills, So Young Magazine
“A raucous, intense blast of guitar pop” - Robin Murray, Clash Magazine
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