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The Sesh
04:37
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The Sesh gonna follow you home
It’s Gonna give your mate a bloody nose
Well it’s all in the name of the Sesh
The Sesh is gonna follow you home
Drastic that’s drastic
Throughout it throughout it
I don’t wanna be a shoe size
When dismembering in the form of a lifetime
I don’t wanna make you die
Tape in the bag
And partner by your sag
It used to be a rub another shake of love ethereal a dancer in the twilight and
a bag instead of cereal
They thought it was eternal but the feral children nearly eerily stepped off the
pistol wagon cheerily
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Prangerang
02:27
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Can’t stay out tonight
Nothing I say is alright
Invitation to a screening in the cultural quarter
You’re boring and forcing it let’s get a bag in
Wriggle and squirm, all the bodies gonna wriggle and squirm
Forced hysterically his hysterectomy and charming individual blast off
indelibly
Smoked out and poshed on and poured on and cum on, liced in a fever of fits
on the bottom
I was honking at the corner in the last days of this autumn
splendid and facing the wow of the Porter
Phlemed on and case studied out of disorder, wrenching a call back in history
Lauder
Fuck it off tonight let’s wreck our lives
I’m only here to make you pleased
I’m tired and I wanna leave
I don’t really want this drink
A jumped-up pop song
In and of itself a porous mong
I like the same
I like the same
It’s cocaine on my membrane
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Arm Out Of Mouth
03:19
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Part of a horse, valets the plot
She was a luminary, waiting to be found
Erudite & kind of hear, she’ll light that city with her spark
But she fell into a hole so dark
And the sirens are elating
Yeh it was a philistine blind with arm out of mouth
Look, he was a carnal killer, sick on the porch
It said: Here are all your faults on a list for our purchase
They troubled him on sleepless nights in particles of light dividing faith
And eventually it broke his heart
There’s some deranging us
Yeh is it a philistine blind with arm out of mouth
When you brace the light of the shovel
And digging in real, for real
Chase a teenage dream with your back against the wall
Makes you wanna scream but you don’t wanna let on
You could call a friend but paralysis grips you
Weakness is a choke hold you gotta let it go
The sun did shine on another day
But the difference was negligible, a slap in the face
It was not a matter of taste nor fall from grace
They feigned praise for the powers that shaped them
In the wake of their death to protect us
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Datais
03:50
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Gargle in a war
Gargle in a war
A Must berater
A Filthy soapbox Alligator
D A T A I S
SAY I AUTOMATIC
RID OUT OF MY WRETCHED HAND
Now it’s late
And I’m above
And every servant
Protect these eyes
Son of blaster in the shout
Shut it out
Son of blaster in the shout
Second life imposter crowned
And levitation nauseout
Till light tear out
Any moment in a heartbeat
We pushed on in a shuffle and then out the door
And the look on my face changed as I saw in yours
Contortions of a rest and laps without a cause
Oh brother you’re shaking how many we taking
When in infinitesimal cascade a palladium, Cheese wire frame stadium.
And when he picks up the glass, the shaft is aghast trapped halfway from here
to bastard iron Acton, laxative collapsing, asking at the station, hankey for
their patience, over up and under, clucking for the thunder, plucky for eyebrow
easy on the comedown
Now - bow- down – to the sickle
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Polemics Bristol, UK
Polemics play loud, gnarly progressive rock with a splash of hard-pop thrown in. The elements of hardcore and angry vocals are matched with clever songwriting, chunky riffs and a pop sensibility that evokes Blur on PCP. They are naming Shellac and The Jesus Lizard as big influences whereas blogs and fans are calling comparisons with IDLES, Fugazi and Primus. ... more
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