Name: Politics of destruction
Duration: 3 min 34 s
Channel: Unread Pages
Description: "Politics of destruction" is a song by Unread Pages. Dark thumping apocalyptic gallop

Politics of destruction

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Dark thumping apocalyptic gallop

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This is a one-man studio-based outfit which has two streams. One is to produce songs, with vocals, in a fairly conventional format, that you might expect a "real" band to play. The other is to produce instrumentals with experimental electronic sounds, the stranger the better, but hopefully still appealing. I love that virtual world full of beauty and weirdness. Perhaps that's where I'll go when I die.

Song Info

Genre

Alternative • Avant Rock

Charts

Peak #129

Peak in subgenre #15

Author

Unread Pages

Rights

Yes

Uploaded

January 28, 2006

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 3:34

Lyrics

The young woman opened the front of her face
A row of clean teeth are tightly in place
She stutters and out comes a smooth even sound
Causing a big wheel to start moving round

She claims to be gifted with personal power
But she has been tied to a chair for an hour
The big wheel has teeth and it saws her in three
Breaking her bonds and setting her free

But me I'm tied to the day I die

Mickey the spaceman came back from his trip
With a message of God and mankind on his lip
He rented a Cadillac and rode through the town
But the man from the agency snipered him down

The dogs licked the blood and developed the taste
And the Secretary lost the right half of his face
The rabble ran riot and needed to kill
But the Martians flew in and they cooled them with pills

But me I'm wired to the day I die

To whom it may concern, there has developed a major crack in the structure
And all that it needs is to drive in the wedge
Viewed from different angles it all looks different but really it's all the same
And it's waiting, waiting for its perfect wedge

The paperback heaven is put to the flame
And God in his Zeppelin is calling our names
He claims he's the author, we claim deja vu
He says this is something we've been through and through

Without even a full stop the sentence is closed
And yet plus ca change plus c'est la meme chose
The conflagration is recorded in verse
And the mutants are trying to devise something worse

But me I'm here to the day I die