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Oh, Lusitania!
03:16
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OH, LUSITANIA!
On the bridge connecting west and east
Face to face with brutality
They’ve wiped out all the parks
To put up another shopping mall
Half price off and special offers
Excessive force is guaranteed
The red and white
The media blackout
See the skies lit up in flames
But the dominatrix weather girl
Tells us of clear skies ahead
And now we’ve got Miss Turkey and
The strangest cat of the world
Bruce Campbell fell to Earth
Into the streets of downtown Los Angeles
Dusted himself off and rubbed his eyes
“Welcome home!”
But lost in the world
Checked himself into a Holiday Inn
And turned on the TV
No Book of the Dead
But The Good Book’s by the bed
And that cheerful dominatrix
Has got a heavy boot to her neck
So what you see is what you’ll get from
The handmaiden of the rich
Cut and stitch
Delete, ignore
Another Frankenstein delivered to your door
Something to say
But this life is not the time or the place
Hush now baby, don’t you cry
These walls are paper thin
Lights out
Slip under the wire
And keep your voices down
We have nothing to envy in this world
Let’s live our own way
Dead to the world and dying inside it
And so another day goes by
But join us in the park today
For the children’s military parade
Complete with cartoon ducks and tanks
For everybody to see
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2. |
Astronaut
03:05
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ASTRONAUT
We’ve kissed our mothers
And forwarded our love to our wives
We’ve visited the girls in booths
For betel nuts to keep us going
It’s so far away from our backyard to the void
And there’s no coming back
I am just a spaceman
A skull and bones inside the suit
Sent to look for El Dorado
Destiny’s our inspiration
Commodity, our freedom
Buy! Buy! Buy!
(From burger to the Son of God)
A ship floats through the stars
It’s floating for our freedom
We saw the president’s face on the surface of the moon
Stuck a flag into the ground and claimed it as ours
Soldier, please come back to us
Protect us from Buy Nothing Day
Destiny’s our inspiration
Commodity, our freedom
A girl ashamed of her doubts jumped into a volcano
They said it was an accident
Planted a cross right on the spot and claimed it as ours
Now nobody remembers…
I am just a spaceman
A skull and bones inside the suit
Sent to look for El Dorado
Commodity’s our inspiration
Commodity, our freedom
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3. |
Last Call
04:17
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LAST CALL
Death of a Ladies’ Man blew my mind
But I didn’t know in which direction the pieces flew
Thinking about the expanding universe humbled me
A neon sign flashed ‘Insignificance’
We are nothing
If you’re at that far end and I catch your glimpse
I’d be looking into your past
We wouldn’t exist in time and space together
But I’m going to drink more whiskey than
The man who drank more whiskey than Brendan Behan
Before becoming nothing
Until becoming nothing
If I were 27, I’d sing about how I’d been alive for that many years
Arranging my life into packets that won’t be opened until I die
I’d sing about that the way some singers have
But I missed my chance
When you got back to your roots
A line came to me:
There’s a sucker born every minute
And this proved to be true:
I was there when Christ came back
But it wasn’t at all what I had expected
I much preferred the hype
When we speak the words never come out right
Language fails and corrupts the idea
Like the music that ruined the once pure words of this song
So forgive me if they have wasted your time
I just wish that we’d never spoken
And murdered the existing image that was before ‘Hello’
So please ignore the melody of this song
And don’t speak another word
I’ll pour us some Powers
And we can get down to business
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4. |
Saboteur
03:35
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SABOTEUR
Listen to the stars
And you’ll think twice about whispering
All those sweet nothings you think of
For the starlit sky’s a Judas
There’s a knothole in the other room
It’s not for looking in, but out
Your sister’s making faces
Yes, you’ve failed to board it up
Listen to the crackling of the flames
As they swallow up the ransom note
You’ve written to yourself
Now the paper trail is gone
It’s written in the sand
Lovely freedom
And they own every single grain
Listen to the sound of freedom –
Listen to the buzz
Here’s a wrench; here’s a spanner
For the works
Anywhere in the world
Where you gonna hide?
Listen to the stars up in the sky
While you can
Can you hear us?
Here’s a wrench
A spanner
God bless
Goddamn
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5. |
Švankmajer Film In 3D
04:43
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ŠVANKMAJER FILM IN 3D
When they nailed Him to the cross
When they pierced Him in the side
And you put your blindfold on to get the firing squad to shoot
All the reporters and photographers turned their attention to you
You had stolen the show
And then you whispered your name in our ears because
Everything is you
When the stars fell from the heavens
And rendered all love songs null and void
And the earth
It opened up and revealed the waving demons
Kicking and screaming
You were ready to drag us down with you
If our eyes were not all cast upon you
And so we learned your name by heart because
Everything is you
When the sun finally gave up and burnt out like a bulb
And all the priests could finally say, “We told you so!”
You started drinking gasoline to set yourself on fire
And we forgot about the sun and the darkness that surrounded us
Now there’s no need to whisper your name in our ears because
Everything is you
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Raygun Circus San Diego, California
Raygun Circus is a band formed in San Diego by Adolf NS. Prior to that, he recorded solo music under the names of A.N.S. and Cori Celesti, and has also worked on other projects. He has also played in other bands, including Street of Little Girls, Tactical Fever, and others. ... more
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