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Karoshi
02:27
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[Bedak-Lawson]
Hold fast then turn to stone
Give me the cord and pull out the bone
I’ll take you down, coal cracking coal
Give with one hand take away
Work the day shift night and day
Live for bread and butter
Hanging by my neck off a dead end letter…
Karoshi! Work yourself to death.
Karoshi! Pick axe in the nest.
Karoshi! You know me you know best.
Karoshi! On your knees well-dressed.
One, two and cut the umbilical cable,
Beg for foodscraps off your table
All buttered up! While I freefall down!
Take the pain to elevate
And seeing as you know better
Live your life as a stranger
You’ll make your own nice danger…
Karoshi! Work yourself to death.
Karoshi! Pick axe in the nest.
Karoshi! You know me you know best.
Karoshi! On your knees well-dressed.
Rah! Rah! Rah!
Help me to clarify cos I’m lost here
And I’ll dig out my eyes! Suck it up!
If you wanna get paid!
Take away my shades of grey
And kill the light of day
Think I’m feelin’ better
Fingers snap as I scratch for the centre!
Karoshi! Work yourself to death.
Karoshi! Pick axe in the nest.
Karoshi! You know me you know best.
Karoshi! On your knees well-dressed.
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2. |
Drillhorse
03:43
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[Bedak-Lawson-Lawson]
Yeah! Cracked an obscenity before
My Emperor resolved, my hands
And my feet were chained
Unforsaken! And I’ve been not over there
Can’t feel it here… No!
Wouldn’t be caught dead in this suit
I made it myself, doin’ it alone
And I’m buried in here…
Your headless soul that I can’t endure
Your headlessness… OH!
Savour me and I won’t change my energy
I can’t revisit here, my formal deals
That I forget, but I’m getting’ ahead of me…
You fuel me you fuel me you fuel me! Oh!
Drillhorse!!!
Beast can’t live forever now I know,
And it’s good and it makes me wanna brood
On what I’ve missed, all I’ve missed
Who let you down?
Live only for my bread and butter-
And I don’t care, let’s do it over
I’ve seen this ragin’!
You fuel me you fuel me you fuel me! Oh!
Bite the leather hard, separation stone!
Leads me to believe… there’s salt in every wound
Bite the leather [hard!] Separation stone!
Leads me to believe… there’s salt in every wound!
Go on beatin’ a dead horse…
Drillhorse! Where you bin?
Drillhorse! Just keep ridin’!
Drivin’ force! Wot you seen?
Drillhorse! Just keep ridin’… on!
Don’t claim me as a diety
No life goes on infinitely-
You’d better count your enemies
Or bones be scattered on the WIND!!!
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3. |
Instep
03:24
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[Bedak-Lawson-Lawson]
She said,
‘Boy, the only thing I know for sure
is that the Reaper leaves before the dawn.’
Cos he’s instep! The jury’s out!
While I’m around!
He wants us all to kiss the blade
And pass it round…
He’s come to bring us down!
He’s here to bring us down…
Oh the last thing I saw as they left
Like a kalama she danced in death
Cos she’s instep, been taken out
Laid in the ground
They’re singin’ loud hymns from before
She’s spirit bound…
Jack O’ Lantern ash was left behind
Too close to the fire she was consigned…
OH! Baby was consigned,
My baby was consigned,
He’s bringin’ her down,
He’s bringin her down, yeah yeah
My baby was consigned!
Baby was consigned!
He’s bringin’ her down,
He’s bringin her down,
Came to bring her down,
came to bring me down!
Came to bring us down,
came to bring her down
Baby was consigned,
my baby was consigned
Baby was consigned,
Baby was consigned
Yeah!
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4. |
Drinking Song
04:29
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[Bedak-Lawson-Lawson]
Is there someone here to offer me
A whiskey dipped swift panacea?
Stand up all you volunteers
Making faces in the mirror…
Can’t you see my prime directive?
I’m wasted but not done
Only here for your invective
In through one ear and out it comes!
You slay me, lay me unattested,
On the burn with every mother’s son-
Formaldehyde is over-rated,
Fucked up and overated.
Some people say I’m under the weather
When I’m on a roll! I look good
Head light as a feather diggin’ myself a hole -
To drink from…
Well the doctor came to take my veins out
They’d been talkin’ to my liver,
Midnight trolls and emphysema
Strollin’ neck-deep in this river…
Can’t you see my prime directive?
So wasted I come undone!
I’m only here for your invective
In through my mouth and out it comes!
Flay me, lay me unmolested!
On the bed with any mother’s son,
The best part of me gone surrendered!
To a place of lost direction…
The dog in heaven he taught me how to drink
Like three sheets in the breeze!
I look good! Head light as feather,
Gettin’ down on my knees…
Oh gettin’ down, gettin’ down, getting’ down
On my knees…
Getting’ down… lalalallalalallallallallalla
Drink, drink, drink… oh drink!
Down down down oh drink!
Drink oh drink oh drunk!
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5. |
Gna-Ka-Lun
06:04
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[Bedak-Lawson-Lawson]
Walls plain principle, not so physical
White corridors that we’ll walk again
New neighbour cannot speak
Next day’s chemicals keep me in my place…
Stuck at Gna-Ka-Lun!
Laces... gone amiss, read into everything
Subject difficult, cannot won’t engage-
6 months in this place grows longer
Without dreaming!
Stuck at Gna-Ka-Lun! Yeah!
Ahhhhhhhh!
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6. |
Madmen
04:04
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[Bedak-Lawson]
So we can say anything?
Salivating all the bright lights sucking you in
Your eyes so young wired-shut in the house that reflects
All the walls but reveals the dirty patch you’ve got to feed
Let’s just they’re wrong, this is what I need!
You made it! Let’s trade it all! For the death and gore!
You weighed it, repaid it! For the death and gore
You save it, believe it For the death and gore
You lied it, you pride it! For death and gore!
No shame make it rain…
Squeeze the air little pet, I’m not selling hate
We all expire, don’t go out and call me a liar
Implying entitlement business messiah
Shovellin’ the shit
I get more fuel on the FIRE!
Madmen! Mad…men, mad men, MAD! MEN!
You made it! Let’s trade it all! For the death and gore!
You weighed it, repaid it! For the death and gore
Believe it, deceive itn For the death and gore
You lied it, you pride it For death and gore!
Madmen!
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7. |
Half
03:18
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[Bedak-Robinson-Lawson]
And I and I
I wanted to know something
How you, you always did
Forego all my smiles…
Down to you, taken from
You wanted to know something too…
Why I’m always so hated! Why I’m always so down!
So I say to you now, so I say to you now! Oh yeah!
I was born with half a mind it redefines what I have!
I was born with half a mind it redefines what I had
Born with half! Born with half!
Born with half! Born with a half!
Oh and you, you looked at me
You gave me something I shouldn’t
Have ever seen, Say to you,
(What do you take me for?)
I wanted to know something more!
Why I’m always so hated Why I just don’t give a damn
So I say to you now, so I say to you now! Oh yeah!
I was born with half a mind It redefines what I have
I was born with half a mind It redefines what I had
Born with half! Born with half!
Born with half! Born with a half!
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah!
Always the same to you!
I was born with half a mind
It redefines what I have!
I was born with half a mind
It redefines what I had
Born with half! Born with half!
Born with half! Born with a half!
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8. |
Hipster (As You Wish)
04:31
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[Bedak-Lawson-Lawson]
Let’s do this…
Oh! My shirt’s buttoned high but my tie’s askew
This drink goes down well like a book I knew
Along comes the countess into our lonesome fryin’ pan
She’s got me marked, I’m her popular escape plan!
Readily available [am I ?]
Am I readily available? So available!
Why don’t you feel that weight that they’ve tied to me…
Feel that weight! That they’ve stuck onto the sides
C’mon and feel it! When they move you,
It just feels like they move you…
The vulture takes the time of the careless fool
My bones are picked cleaner than a drunken assed mule
One that I ride on another task-
I lost today a pawn who had too much to ask…
Am I readily available [am I ?]
Am I readily available?
Feel that weight! Stretchin’ to the side!
They’ll move you around again!
Feel that weight that they’ve tied to me…
Whatever they say thrown into the deep-
Can’t be blamed for draggin’ the anchor
Through the sea...
Put me where you want me!
[Feel that weight!]
Right where you please!
Put me where you want me!
Over your knee!
Put me where you want me!
Oh it’s all so 20th Century!
Put me where you want me!
Kill by, fill by, my decree.
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9. |
Atomic Bomb
03:36
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[Bedak-Lawson]
I don’t why you would go there
A lack of soul, song to my ear
I don’t know the words to this song
But I knew they’re all wrong…
Faces bathed in light
Sky turns to grey, faces overcast
A day like today
It hurts to swallow, it hurts to say
All the while I hope to keep standing…
I lost pieces of me, we lost pieces of our house
In…
Shadow cast across the day I was born
And I can see the past in it all-
Those desperate days, days I could kill
Things gonna pass, this herd’s gotta move
I lost pieces of me, we lost pieces of our house
In… the atomic bomb blast!
I don’t understand,
I don’t get what’s at hand
I guess that’s the point!
Atomic Bomb!
OH! Atomic bomb, atomic bomb, atomic bomb….
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Drillhorse Sydney, Australia
Oz rockers Drillhorse hail from Sin City, a southern town with precious little time for rock music anymore which is a wonder
considering it was the home to the Young Brothers of AC/DC fame. Over a period of 7 years we've managed to evolve from punk hardcore to 'riders of hard rock’ as we see ourselves today. This is our first album with the fab anathema label.
Yours in rock,
Drillhorse
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