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Kerosene (Another Day)
04:24
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Hear the door it creeks
The walls will start to speak
And you can get no rest
Hurray hurray another day
When all you say or do
Turn itself on you
You're longing for an escape
Hurray hurray another day
It's over in a bit
Don't believe the things you see
The world it turns with just a bit
Of kerosene
It's over in a bit
Everything is a blur
Erupts in frantic screams
And kerosene
And every central line
Will survey your timid mind
The system is your friend
Hurray hurray another day
And in your sleep you will see
Thousands just like thee
Walking in time
Hurray hurray another day
Hurray hurray another day
It's over in a bit
Don't believe the things you see
The burning world and just a pinch
Of kerosene
It's over in a bit
Everything is a blur
Erupts in frantic screams
And kerosene
Save your pretty speech
For those who will go unseen
The flames, the fever dream
Kerosene
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Ted Said
03:19
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Ted said
It’s my own fault
For I am a slave
An obedient dog
I get bought
I get sold
To do just what im told
Ted said
We need to be free
He will lay waste
To the powers that be
This grinding machine
Will come to a stop
For he will blow it up
He will blow it up
It’s a farce, it’s a lie
It’s a bad mistake
I have seen the man-machine
It’s about to break
Ted said
It is time
To pull the plug
On the electric minds
The lone wolf
Will make them pay
Come the uprising day
Come the uprising day
Come the uprising day
It’s a farce, it’s a lie
It’s a bad mistake
I have seen the man-machine
It’s about to break
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3. |
Two Timer
03:27
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And I can't take this much no more
What do you think you're living for
You break the glass to catch the fish
But you can't even swim
An i've been laying in the dirt for days
With the dogs of this desperate place
And though I try to get it straight
It's as crooked as it can be
You can get good loving twice
But know that you will pay the price
Who got you in the fix you're in?
The siamese twin
And every inch winning is
A slight decent in to the abyss
And I can't take this much no more
What are you living for?
Dirty pig now look just what you've done
Now the whore deflower mother natures son
You can get good loving twice
But know that you will pay the price
Who got you in the fix you're in?
The siamese twin
You can beg, you can pray
Wait until devision day
Separate the soul from skin
The siamese twin
You can stick the needle through
But you will have to answer to
The sickness that will do you in
And the siamese twins!
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The Violent Bear it Away
04:12
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See the turmoil
Know the answers when
All that is ever was and
All that isn’t so
It seems to just come and go
And when the sun beam
Of day
From far away
Will rid you of your need to belong
You ll know what to say
The violent bear it away
And then sound is drowning
within a sea of mud
Because the folks are screaming
You can’t be sure of what you think you see
Whatever it could be
And when the sun beam
So pale
From far away
Drain your head, of all that you had left
Before it is too late
The violent bear it away
Are you frightened
By now
Do not give in anyhow
There is no end, horizons carry on
Ill wait for the day
The violent bear it away
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The Skitzo
04:15
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I am a son of God I say
I went and shaved my head today
I made sure the sheep was fed
Now won’t you be the voice in my head
I know the whore of Babylon
Her desparate children are playing with guns
And there will be an accident
Before the song will come to an end
So help me God and you devils too
I will follow either one of you
Shriek in the nights and all day through
I am the Skitzo, peak a boo
I hear the ghosts of cavalry
The voice of Hitler is calling me
Humpty-dumty and the living dead
Is playing hopscotch in my head
So help me Jesus and you angels too
I am the living image of you
The voice of madness oh so true
I am the Skitzo, peak a boo
Voices of madness, voices of mine
My mind is doing so mighty fine
Baby Satan is coming for you
I am the Skitzo, peak a boo
I am the Skitzo, peak a boo
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6. |
Jesus and I
03:51
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I
Try
But I
Dont know
Why
I
Survived
Jesus died
The waiting time
A killing floor
And when it’s done you’ll wait some more
I'll probably wait forever and a day
See
It might be
Exactly
What you want
But I
Sigh
Jesus died
And I survived
The waiting time
A killing floor
And when it’s done you’ll wait some more
I'll probably wait forever and a day
For they don’t need you
They don’t care
Don’t try to fit in anywhere
Till you have learned to crawl and lie and cry
YELLOW FEVER PITCH.....
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Suddenly silence kick in
And pierce your skin
Like a merciful knife
Suddenly the river stops
And voices drop
To cry in stead
It doesn’t matter
It doesn’t matter
It doesn’t matter,
Anyhow
Everyone is having a fit
And when the seizure hit
It’s gonna fry your brain
Then you know the river stops
The temperature drops
getting colder still
It doesn’t matter
It doesn’t matter
It doesn’t matter, very much,
Anyhow
And if you take a few of these
I will take you anywhere you please
Love is a prescription I can fill
I'll take you down into the dirt
Mess you up, make you hurt
Till you can’t even feel the pain no more
No more no more no more
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8. |
Day of Wrath
03:37
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They’re boarding up the streets
To sell off all their saviours
Panic spread just like
A french disease
I can hear you speak
Jesus Freak!
And every man must run
And jump a little higher
The reunited
Soul-devided land
I can hear you speak
Jesus Freak!
A day of wrath regret and pain
Mocking voices festers from within
All I see, the paranoia breeds
Frightened faces falling everywhere
And times like these will tear
A gash in any soft soul
I mistook you for
An honest fool
I can hear you speak
Jesus Freak!
A day of wrath, regret and pain
Where have you been? My evil son
Stay with me, and you will see
The triumph of
Depravity
Bring the sinners forth
Day of Wrath
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The Transatlantic
04:18
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The transatlantic tear a hole
In mother-earth from whom they stole
While you were looking for a thing to chase
Go and chase the future embrace
Behold the Baptist church of choice
Where you can hear your masters voice
Melt the land right into the sea
For the sea, you see, is where we will be
I know the wind it is high
I know the weatherman is dead
I see the light in your eyes
Arise
The intrepid slay the weak for sport
And all the circus-freaks contort
Their bodies into a ferris wheel
Burns to dust on a plate of steel
The rich buffoon he owns it all
And every letter big or small
Is stamped with blood of the innocent
But all of this will come to an end
I know the wind it is high
I know the weatherman is dead
I see the light in your eyes
Arise
I see infernos and flames
I hear the children of God
I shed my sheep wool disguise
Arise
Arise
Arise
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10. |
Plasticine (Another Day)
06:14
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It get’s so strange in here
Sometimes you cannot see
The ruins of suburban lawns
Igniting endlessly
Swimming past your eyelids
In cold and distant light
The image of your heart-attack
Repeated through the night
Again
It get’s so strange and now
The fools rush on in
He looks so very suspicious
With his golden earring
And that lady with tarots
Her voice is oh so thin
It echos in the underground
And the opium den
Damaged by the turpentine
The acid and the rain
Damaged by anxiety
That lacerates my brain
Come back to me another day
Im waist-deep in the rain
Come back to me another day
Ill try my best to keep my thoughts away
We must not be enemies
I have forgiven you
For those who watch the suffering
They will suffer too
It very strange to see just how
You’ve changed your mind and skin
I do believe they cheated both of us
As soon as you get high enough
And things are coming true
They will send their henchmen out
To take that thought from you
But I know better than to moan
The ending of a dream
My wings were just a children’s toy
Made of plasticine
But when the gloom will take you down
A stubborn light remain.
To let you know just who you are,
To dry the toxic rain
Come back to me another day
Im waist-deep in the rain
Come back to me another day
Ill try my best to keep my thoughts away
Another day
Unharmed and unscathed
And though im gone,
I WILL RETURN AGAIN!!!
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Psychic Seizures Berlin, Germany
Berlin-based Mads Jorgensen makes melodic garage/psych-rock with lo-fi tendencies.
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