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My Young Shadow
02:44
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precisely what would you like to do?
everything that i ever wanted to change
arrange
the outer space brigade
it feels as i’ve grown older
the world around grows colder
still..
the pills
warm and happy
my young shadow is holding me down, underwater
my young shadow is cutting the brakes, on my future
it don’t feel right, it don’t feel right, to me
a fast food cup thrown from a pickup truck
inconsiderate reckless selfish little (what?)
if the new disease should claim me
i’ll watch your stocks go crazy
the bugs
the drugs
i feel no love
my young shadow is holding me down underwater
my young shadow is cutting the brakes on my future
it don’t feel right, it don’t feel right, to me
our silhouettes, they stretch, under street lamps
our bicycle reflectors, burn in the headlights
my———
my young shadow is holding me down
words by Kong
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For $ale
03:59
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alchemy perverted science
a misuse of technology
“hey! i think i’ll try it”
an advertisement just for me
what you need
is what we got
if you don’t know let us call the shots
want to know how this ends? or would you rather not?
indecision algorithm
you must take all that you’re given
beat my brains into submission
and never ever stop
We’re all for $ale
the archbishop? belongs in jail
cure for cancer, build it to fail
come on darling
while you sleep, we’ll listen in
shut the door, we still come right in
a subtle tasteful suggestion
we’ll eat your heart
rank your choice, from one to ten
i don’t know you, be my friend
a wish, for meteors
there’s beauty in the end
We’re all for $ale
the archbishop? belongs in jail
cure for cancer, build it to fail
come on darling
it’s almost over
words by Kong
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Bad Birthday
04:40
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if i get scared
would you please take my hand?
as i’m passing
i felt the change
i’ll tell you what i’ve learned
they’re all ugly
half open eyes
the fluid fills your lungs
rain on the window
you said you’d trade
you said you’d trade it all
for chocolate milk
i forgot your birthday, a long time ago
i forgot your birthday, a long time ago
so crazy, how do ya feel now?
oooh baby how do ya know?
words by Kong
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Here Come the Commies
03:05
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here comes the commies
a missile crisis again
let’s follow the money
let’s play pretend
oh wretched cowards
it’s your time to shine
divide the peoples
into tribes, into tribes, into tribes
here come the commies
it’s vietnam again
lie to the public
lie to your friends
oh wretched cowards
whatcha going to do?
i queer up my wardrobe
just for you, into drag, into drag, go to bed
if it doesn’t feel right
are you feeling on your own?
do you have question right?
save face, replace my youth, old men
decide my fate, i’m losing my nerve, losing my nerve
oh wretched cowards
whatcha going to do?
i queer up my wardrobe
just for you, into drag, into drag, go to bed
if it doesn’t feel right
are you feeling on your own?
do you have the question right?
bomb shelter, beneath your home
spoken word on a phonograph
you said it makes you feel "way way better"
just assume that we're about to crack
but it's all alright
words by Kong
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8-bit crEEps Chicago, Illinois
A psych-wave quartet in a polygamist marriage with new-wave synths, fuzzed out guitars and big beats. New sounds from old circuits, for your daily bread and circus.
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