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Requeen The Hive
02:40
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LYRICS
Pretty little town
Pretty little lights
Pretty little minds
Money in, money
Money in, money
Money in, money out
We know who's got the honey
Total lack of it
Total narcissist
Totally look at me
Money in, money
Money in, money
Money in, money out
We know who's got the honey
Requeen the hive.
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No No No No No
02:44
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LYRICS
Man overboard
Yeah, let's go fishing
But he barely floats
Inflatable
You get that sinking feeling
He's nearly gone
No
Oh yes I know
He's got a social problem
Relational
Oh, this alarm
it keeps on waking
over and over and over and over
No
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New Anatomies
02:52
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LYRICS
Warm psychotic circuitries rewire the odds
Of skittering uncertainties, to favour the Gods
This drastic self-experiment, to simulate life
To mould a new anatomy and become the higher mind
Plastic self-experiment
Parallel to the tales we tell
The broken mirror shows a broken truth
A plastic smile from a silver spoon
We fall in to a reverie, call off the dogs
Dissolving into memories that we’ve already lost
These cuts we wish to cauterize, a flawed design
Cold synthetic sympathies, the fall of kin and kind
Try to re-assemble
From the same material.
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LYRICS
Did you fall on your head?
Did you ignore what mother said
Consume it all like bread
Dissatisfied and overfed
Did you get nothing back?
Stuck behind the papered cracks
The fading photographs
The blurry stains of tit-for-tat
You were just an accident
Rotten fruit and stomach ache
You’re all that mother made
Do you want some
Now that nearly everything’s gone?
Did you suck laughing gas
Disguising mirth as heart attacks?
Money solves everything
Did you get out before the end?
Did you get lost in prayer?
Did you get wet from all she wept?
You fell for everything
Got burned up like paraffin
You were just an accident
Rotten fruit and stomach ache
You’re all that mother made
Do you want some
Now that nearly everything’s gone?
Now that nearly everything is
Gone
You were just an accident
Rotten fruit and stomach ache
You’re all that mother made
Do you want some
Now that nearly everything’s gone?
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TV FACE Lancaster, UK
TV FACE are a postpunk noise rock gang of three from Lancaster, UK. Their forthcoming album Tide of Men was named album of
the week by Louder Than War and is out on Crackedankles Records in September 2023.
“It's music that smashes against the walls and floors and ceilings and changes shape upon each ecstatic, erratic, elastic bounce" (Louder Than War)
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