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1. |
A Band Apart
04:21
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Tou took a blood tax on the boy dolls
They return across burnt earth from battleground beds
There's homecoming hustlers and catatonic callboys
And to get back at you I'll show them how to use the rope around their necks
So I say
Come on come on kids your empire is waiting
Suffer the children to come unto me
Pick your weapon of choice, it'll stop your hands from shaking
You are mercenaries now, you'll always be
Singing
You've got nothing on these boys
With tortured hearts and savage souls
They're drawing lines
A band apart
Lash out on those who went too far
Up until here no further
Behold the procession of the homeboys of wrath
And warpaint sisters join their path
Spent ghosts of the moral dead wearing enemy skins and animal masks
Offended spectres and i'll wake them up to their power at last
Come on come on kids get down, take your place and marvel at the evil of the world with me
Pick your weapon of choice it will stop your minds from racing
And make sure the fathers bleed
Singing
You've got nothing on these girls
With open scars and poisoned pearls
They're drawing lines
A band apart
Refuse to be a work of art
Up until here no further
You've got nothing on these boys
With tortured hearts and savage souls
They're drawing linesA band apart
This is your end this is their start
Prepare
There will be three strikes and you're out
Up until here no further
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2. |
All The Young Men
04:03
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I'm free from the case I was caught in
I called your bluff
So here's to the grace from which I've fallen
I’m casting that glove
And all of those young men
Waiting like dogs for the whipping
Hurl into their ruin
What is this thing that your doing
I was done for and crawling
Til I called you off
And with every cup of loneliness I#m downing
I’m calling it love
And all the young women
Waiting in line for you to crush them
Leap into your fire
Mistake their love for desire
Marion you’re a showgirl but you got to me
Strangleholder I crouched before you on my knees
Those exterminating angels will be very hard to please
Believe me
It’s over
I’m sober
I’m guarding
I’ve had enough
And all of those young men
Waiting like dogs for the whipping
Hurl into their ruin
What is this thing that your doing
Marion you’re a showgirl but you got to me
Strangleholder now you’ll be put out of your misery
Those exterminating angels will be very hard to please
Believe me
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3. |
The Rumour
03:57
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I’ve got the skyscrapers marching behind me
These windows will come down on us like razors
They're on my side
I’ve got this city raging for justice
I’ve got the concrete screaming my name
I’ve got the streets the lights the elites
All on my side
And there's
Bombs bombs bombs bombs bombs
They're all gonna ride for me
They're all gonna ride for me
And theres boots boots boots boots boots
They're all gonna ride for me
I said they're all gonna ride for me
And with lightness i jump
Into your head
Between your legs
And on your tongue
I‘ve got the dustclouds spreading like a cancer
There‘s gaping billboards opened wide
All on my side
I‘ve got the towers demanding for an answer
And then the freeways rear up and collide
Enraged confused abused
All on my side
And there's
Bombs bombs bombs bombs bombs
They're all gonna ride for me
They're all gonna ride for me
And theres troops troops troops troops troops
They're all gonna ride for me
I said they're all gonna ride for me
And with lightness i jump
Into your lap
Around your thighs
Into your arms
You always knew
That there was violence in this body
And now you‘ll learn
That my body is the city
And her bridges will fall
Her wires will sing
Her buildings collapse
And chant for their queen
The graves open up
You trampled upon
Joan of Arc will avenge me
And all you have done
And with lightness i jump
Into your head
Between your legs
Into your arms
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4. |
Cuts On Film
04:24
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A glaring auditorium
Dialogue runs steady
Then a pause
From the top again
To rehearse the end
The audience getting ready for applause
You speak
I stand
They cheer
And then
I leave
Camera pans
Away from here
I’m sorry baby
We can’t leave this frame
And all we do here
Is condemned to fame
And all we say here
Has been predefined
We can’t turn anywhere but into the spotlight
Declaring
How sorry I am
Extras now stand by and hit your mark
Looks and stares
Prepare to tear
The long distance lover’s loneliness apart
And then
You speak
I stand
They cheer
And then
I leave
You there
Away from here
I’m sorry baby
We can’t leave this frame
And all we do here
Is condemned to fame
And all we say here
Has been justified
We can’t turn anywhere but into the spotlight
You speak
I stand
They cheer
And then
I leave
You there
Again
And again
And all we say here
Has been predefined
We can’t turn anywhere but into the spotlight
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5. |
Faustian Passenger
04:45
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I’ve been waiting for a thousand years
Nobody ever saw me running
I’ve been resting without coming to rest
Anticipate my second coming
I’ll no longer be a prisoner
Say can you hear my children humming
They are the heralds of the hurricane
You know my name
You always have
Bend with the wind and nothing will hit you
I’m the era’s little reckoning
She is my sister and you’re my brother
I’ll bring you roses
And the head of the king
Bend through the fog which is my lover
I grow stronger, I’m a messenger
I’ll bow to no one but Scott Walker
I am the one Faustian Passenger
You know my name
You always have
Sway with the storm and nothing will hurt you
I’ve been waiting for a thousand years
Nobody ever saw me running
I’ve been resting without coming to rest
Anticipate my second coming
I’ll no longer be a prisoner
Say can you hear my children humming
They are the heralds of the hurricane
You know my name
You always have
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6. |
Ticking City
03:27
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And the clock keeps ticking away
Always straight on the beat
And no prisoners made
And there’s nothing you could do or make or try to say
To make this city feel you’re sorry
And the one thing you’re thinking is
'How will I tell her I just came here to bury her body‘
And the locks all snap in today
All the faces erased
All the bonds left to break
And you just can’t recollect
There’s nothing to indicate
That once these streets were full of promise
And the last thing you’re thinking is
'When I return just how much will be there left to punish
(All good children)
There’ll be nothing on the record then
Just when I turn the page
Only nothingness left over
Of the silver city blaze
Just a design, remote and desperate
Like the pictures that I take
Before the storm delights in elegantly wiping out this place
There’s a brutal call of duty
There’s a faint terrible beauty in the hearts
Left to break
So I promise you tonight
This bloody town will sift and sink
All of the pages be erased
And all the billboards will turn blank
And it’s none of your concern
It is impossible to think
That once you held her like lover
And it’s just empty spaces
No blood on the pavements
No war and no bodies to cover
And the crown will be taken
The palace forsaken
The skies above will silently hover
(All good children gone to heaven)
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Chrome Animals Berlin, Germany
CHROME ANIMALS were formed in Berlin by Kriton Klingler-Ioannides in 2015. They play rock and roll in minor with reverberated guitars and synth bass which has been compared to a mix of White Lies, Editors and Trentemøller. After hosting members of the live incarnations of Crystal Castles, IAMX or Peaches on their casting couch, their debut EP 'THE RUMOUR' was released in 2016. ... more
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