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Daddy's Gone Mad
02:18
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Daddy’s gone mad, daddy's gone mad
In my imagination, in my imagination
Daddy’s gone mad, daddy's gone mad
He’s got the biggest collection of guns in town
Daddy's gonna tell you the story of his life,
but never trust a word he says, he lies.
Daddy’s gone mad, daddy's gone mad
In my imagination, in my imagination
Daddy’s gone mad, daddy's gone mad
He’s got the biggest collection of guns in town
Daddy's gonna tell you the story of his life,
but never trust a word he says, he lies.
He’s bought a guitar, and walked away,
He works for the aliens.
He’s bought a new bed, then walked away,
He works for the russians.
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2. |
At Ease
03:22
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I don’t feel at ease at home
I don’t feel at ease at work
I don’t feel at ease at home
I don’t feel at ease at work
I don’t feel at ease in the streets
I don’t feel at ease in the subway
I don’t feel at ease at home
I don’t feel at ease anywhere
I don’t feel at ease
I don’t feel at ease
I don’t feel at ease
I don’t feel at ease
Observing everyone, i don’t understand,
What they try to do, what they try to say.
Observing everyone, i don’t understand,
where they try to move, where they try to stay.
…
At ease !
At ease ! At ease ! At ease !
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3. |
Cup of Tea
03:07
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Sitting in my living room with my cup of tea,
I’m listening to the news in front of the telly.
Money is their subject, they make it a dream,
for everyone to look after and be part of the realm!
But we are not stupid, enough is enough,
people will arise soon, as their time has come.
The tension is raising, the anger gets colder,
The tension is raising, the rope will break!
We refuse your right to live,
as you deny our right to think!
No more shit no more lies,
we’ve lost our patience.
Sex is second place, demagogy is third,
convincing you that this system is the only way.
And we all follow their leads,
because we’ve been brainwashed.
And we all follow their leads,
because we’ve been brainwashed…
They lie, we die, they lie, we die…
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4. |
Electric Sheep
03:49
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Always trying to dig a solution,
I never rest, I never let go.
I only find peace when I have the answer
a habit to learn, to understand.
I need to fill the void that’s inside of me,
i got nae feelings for anything,
it burns my mind and it makes me sick
to face stupidity all around me…
all around me,
all around me…
People are slow on the uptake,
I wake up at night, sweating and scared.
I scream at the world to set things right,
I scream the world to set things fine.
Fine, fine, i need to make sense
Fine, fine, i want to make sense
I get disturbed by the things I don't know
I have to understand them all!
Knowledge is power,
Knowledge is power,
the more I know the bigger the anger!
Happy the fools, the dumbs, the weirdos,
Keeping you dumb is the way to go.
Am I a computer, a bot, an android ?
Do i dream of electric sheep ?
Should i value happiness ?
Should i prefer loneliness ?
Knowledge is power knowledge is all
Knowledge is power knowledge is all…
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5. |
Death Row
03:44
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It started with a whisper,
then slogans on the walls,
propaganda in the streets,
now you’re fighting for a cause.
And these men at your door,
they’ve come, for you, and your family.
Your words have been your weapons,
but they are no match for a gun.
Timeless, time, lost.
They’ve handcuffed your wife,
they’ve beaten your children,
they’ve used a knife,
to have them screaming.
They try to coerce you,
they try to crush your will.
And they’ve used a knife
to have you confide in.
Now you’re in custody,
you’ll pay for your crimes.
Your words of mercy
are useless wind chimes.
You’re in custody,
you’ll pay for your crimes.
Say goodbye to your family,
you're going to die.
You’re in custody,
you’ll pay for your crimes.
Your words of mercy
are useless wind chimes.
Listen to me, you’re about to die
Listen to me, you’re gonna die
Your dreams are fading
against the walls of your cell.
The beatings, the torture
have made a crack in your soul.
Your dreams are fading
against the walls of your cell.
The beatings, the torture
have made a crack in your soul.
Die die die you’re going to die.
Die die die you’re going to die.
Die die die you’re going to die.
Die die die you’re going to die.
Timeless, time, lost.
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6. |
Parted Minds
03:18
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I’ve got some lead in my head,
some lead in my veins,
I’ve got two parted minds!
I’ve got a wall in my brain,
a feeling in my heart,
I’ve got two parted minds!
I feel the cold of your words,
the heat when you smile,
these are difficult choices…
I fight the tempest inside,
the quitter I am,
It’s like an escape game.
I should choose a side,
I don’t wanna do it.
Life is like a big supermarket!
I can try, then trash,
and start all over.
Life is like a big supermarket!
I see the tears in your eyes,
the anger inside,
I've got two parted minds.
I feel the drugs in my blood,
the upbeat of my heart,
I’ve got two parted minds
I feel the cold of your words
the heat when you smile
these are difficult choices
I fight the tempest inside
the quitter I am
It’s like an escape game
I should choose a side
I don’t wanna do it
life is like a big supermarket!
I can try, then trash
and start all over.
life is like a big supermarket!
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7. |
Genuine Smile
05:01
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t’s either the look in those eyes,
or it is the seemingly genuine smile.
For the sake of your existence,
you need to please, you must tease…
Because of your lack of consistency,
this is the only way for you to live.
I understand now, what deception means.
This is the sadness of your existence
Because you lack consistency!
Manipulations…
We’re the silent witnesses of your actions,
But we will never let you crush us down!
I don’t know if I ever wanna be,
on a plane, on a train
I don’t know if I ever gonna leave,
because my country is dying.
Manipulations…
For the sake of your existence,
you need to please, you must tease…
Because of your lack of consistency,
this is the only way for you to live.
I understand now, what deception means,
This is the sadness of your existence,
because you lack consistency
We’re the silent witnesses of your actions
but we will never let you crush us down!
I don’t know if I ever wanna be,
on a plane, on a train
I don’t know if I ever gonna leave,
because my country is dying
Manipulations…
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8. |
Twenty Seven
04:06
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Time flies, you wouldn’t admit.
You’ve always told me we’d make it one day.
You did not see the trap,
a reason to give up, a reason to surrender.
Biased by your own education,
you thought of us as wannabe friends.
Tension and strength was all you knew,
asking for love in exchange of stuff...
Different settings with the same results.
What is it you could not understand ?
Maybe you were the one,
maybe those failures were you fate...
And we are not stupid,
we only lack the mobility.
Years are playing against us,
we missed a few opportunities.
And now you hope for emotions,
but we lack the mobility.
Years are playing against us
we missed so many opportunities.
You gave your fist for a misplaced word,
you wore hatred as a mask on your face.
Coercion and culpability,
the tools a lost father to his family…
Your deeds have made a mark in our souls,
time has broken many of our bounds.
The day we earned our freedom,
has been a relief, has been a rebirth.
And we are not stupid,
we only lack the mobility.
Years are playing against us,
we missed a few opportunities.
And now you hope for emotions,
but we lack the mobility.
Years are playing against us,
we missed so many opportunities.
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Plomb Paris, France
Influenced by Punk bands, like Crass, Flux of Punk Indians and Post-punk bands like Crisis or Tunelvision, we play cold and straight to the point songs.
booking/contact : plombband@gmail.com
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