Bandicoot is the first of the new stuff from the Towe Hill Committee. Brilliantly conceived and absolutely crushing. This song will convert you to the best underground band in the UK.
Underground legends The Tower Hill Committee is a four-piece band from the UK. They were formed in 1998, and have steadily built an international fan base with extremely strong song-writing and an electric live atmosphere.
Story behind the song
"They got good Tongue, Good tissue, Great face, Bad bones. The face of a nation at home."
Have your teeth fixed and lose 120ibs. Chances are, you'll still be ugly, boring and stupid. Perect the pose and grab everyone's attention. How pathetic are you if you then have nothing to say? This is a superbly satirical take on a deep and serious sort of rot.
Lyrics
So you've been sold, Sold down the river of chains.
And I'm sick of it, Sick of it too.
In a minute I might just Fuck This Place Up.
All this light, This light is making me blind,
Unholy light is making me blind,
But better Blind than Dumb.
A Bandicoot, A Bandicoot, A Bandicoot.
They got good Tongue, Good tissue, Great face, Bad bones,
The face of a nation at home,
Their Temple will fracture it's piss weak structure.
It's hard, It's hard to console a bad soul,
Those vultures picking old bones,
Working to beat them under control.
But now you know aside from the feeling inside,
That I'm rid of it, rid of it too,
In a minute I might just cut this place off.
This world, This world is fucking inane,
This world is stinking of sorrow,
You're staring through the glass but you can't have it.
They'll be no soul, no gold digger's sitting on gold,
No poor to grovel and crawl,
No meaning to the cause just M.A.D.
They step, and step by step they follow,
Dead army marching hollow,
Hollow to the bone with pack mentality
