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FINE
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A strange, somewhat grim vehicle of electropunk-inspired industrial pop nonsense. I've been told my lyrics verge on the slightly intense. With effortless underg
I'd love to sound more like :Wumpscut: or Katscan or someone like that but I'm afraid that's unlikely. I've spent too many years looking for proper industrial punk bands and the sort of hairy European misanthropes that float my boat, but come up empty, so I thought I'd do it myself. That said, I cringe listening to my own tunes - which unfortunately I've been known to do sometimes; possibly because they're all gloriously unhinged. I suppose Jandek and Suckdog are role models as well then. Does this break the 'evil Nihilistic bleakness' third wall a bit? I always wonder that about industrial and post-industrial groups. They all sound so sensible and dour. That said, I'd like to think my real life is somewhat grim, and I'm not just moaning on about Nazi zombies or cybernetic hookers or something. You get a lot of dental references in my stuff. Much as I try not to glorify it, that's probably because I've been known to chew sweet dripping fuck out of myself on occasion and would at least like to be allowed to complain about that decidedly unorthodox state of affairs occasionally. The attitude of Whitehouse, Brighter Death Now, Swans and Painslut filtered through the crappy techno pop bleepery of whatever modern toss I'm subconsciously influenced by, I suppose. Right, that's enough bands name-dropped. Just listen to it if you're curious.
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Ben Power/Ben Power
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August 24, 2015
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MP3 4.3 MB 128 kbps 4:40
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FINE Remember the good days? No Neither do I The days that we watched one another cry Whispering promises made of spit That meant next to nothing you have to admit All fucking individuals propped up by sanctioned pills With bargain-bin integrity and time to kill Tumbling torn through another dead dream Kicking the shit out of self-esteem Now you just plague me with your plagiarism Staple back my eyes Slice in and suck my soul out And then you act surprised When I shovel through these cancers With a rusty brain-spade Always digging up these dirt-dreams as you rain on my parade Monkey see Monkey do Monkey lie a lot too Sleazy Schizo-wreck frenetic Fucker/fuckee Fuck me sense-sick With your fantasies and fallacies Your wannabe mentality Detached and demented Get away from me The world we weaved is writhing in a tainted black flame Nothing now could make things ever Ever Ever be the same Systematically degraded Mutual energy has faded And I’m left feeling jaded In the sneering rain Still you paint your own rope yellow As if it wouldn’t choke As you suck on down my bottle And you piss out every hope Kind words like corpses Shoved deep in the mire All things decayed in front of this fire Monkey see Monkey do Monkey lie a lot too Sleazy Schizo-wreck frenetic Fucker/fuckee Fuck me sense-sick With your fantasies and fallacies Your wannabe mentality Detached and demented Get away from me Our skulls are scabbed with rock salt but it’s cheaper than cocaine And I’d like to say I’m sorry but we both play similar games Still waiting for the moment when the sad sun shines But it’s been switched off for good We even wrote the warning signs Monkey see Monkey do Monkey lie a lot too Sleazy Schizo-wreck frenetic Fucker/fuckee Fuck me sense-sick With your fantasies and fallacies Your wannabe mentality Detached and demented Get away from me
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