Cold wave, post punk, new wave, 80's. Relentless, fiery & masculine. Cold wave, post punk, new wave, 80's. Relentless, fiery & masculine. Synth @ 2'46. Male singer, synth & rhythm.歌词
A Monkey's Tale I'm feeling like a monkeyClimbing up the wallsThey call me little cheeky-monkeyDon't stop me I'm a joke I'm treated like a monkeyAnyway it's farcicalThey call me "silly-billy"Quite proud It's a big role
I like to play the monkeyCatchin' up the ballsThey say I'm just freaky, funnyGlad they have the giggles I'm dancing like a monkeyWaiting for the fallThey say everything is hunky-doryI'm starting to know the ropes There's something strangeI'm out of controlI don't feel painThey should have known Only Jesus knows why Why the monkey's gone wildIt's a question of timeThe monkey's fit to be tied
They don't know whyWhy the monkey's wildHe kept his prideHe'll never hide
Cold wave, post-punk, new wave & 80's. Cold, dark & tormented. Male Cold wave, post-punk, new wave & 80's. Cold, dark & tormented. Male singer, electric guitar, synth & rhythm.歌词
The Empty Road is Like a MirrorRaining... Pouring on the windshield Driving... Mood swinging on the steering wheel Dreaming... Watching the steam drops leaking down the window Marvin... Is crying on the radio
The road is like a mirror Reflecting the pale grey light of the day The road is like a mirror Spinning an endless spider's web In my eyes... In my eyes... In my eyes
Shaking... My hands are cold and my body won't stop... Chilling... Can't focus on anything Running... Running away from this scene Praying... Praying my love to forgive my sin
Hopeful, mesmerising, attitude. Driving, hypnotic synths build in Hopeful, mesmerising, attitude. Driving, hypnotic synths build in pulsing layers and emotive, reflective harmonies. Propulsive beats join, layering with tambourine, expansive, fuzzy guitars and bright, positive synth topline. Moves through minimal bridges to become rousing and determined with distorted guitars, building to a dreamy finale. Positive and motivating psych rock.
Hopeful, mesmerising, attitude. Driving, hypnotic synths build in Hopeful, mesmerising, attitude. Driving, hypnotic synths build in pulsing layers and emotive, reflective harmonies. Propulsive beats join, layering with tambourine and expansive, fuzzy guitars. Moves through minimal bridges to become rousing and determined with distorted guitars, building to a dreamy finale. Positive and motivating psych rock. Stripped back underscore version.
Cold wave, post punk, new wave & 80's. Nocturnal, grave & persistent. Cold wave, post punk, new wave & 80's. Nocturnal, grave & persistent. Male singer, synth & rhythm.歌词
Through Your Open DoorTime cut in sound A sharper blade for a signal doubt Hands cold enough Arms raised as a lightning mast A theatre of one A voice overrun Ringing through the valley of resonance Rope winding down but Held higher than we could reach to climb
Streets lead your smile Played famous and versatile Sleeps through the fire Collateral battle cries fight Confessant dark Incessant spark Racing shadows on rustic arks We won’t bend Won’t resist to enlist our lips againAnd sing your madrigalSee the girl she hides seeks Climbs the pedestal Say you'll now lead Walk me through your open door through your open door And sing your madrigal Sing your madrigal And sing...
Rough, anticipatory, spooky. Low bass thuds along with kick drum as Rough, anticipatory, spooky. Low bass thuds along with kick drum as heavy drumming launches forward with a sadistic rock energy. Synths begin to layer futuristic beeping melodies as bass lifts at 00:34 to convey an emotive moment. Dirty guitar enters, offering more rock power. A sense of exploration but danger. Wobbling guitar tone gives a sense of eerie terror.
Rough, anticipatory, spooky. Low bass thuds along with kick drum as Rough, anticipatory, spooky. Low bass thuds along with kick drum as heavy drumming launches forward with a sadistic rock energy. Dirty guitar enters, offering a rock energy. A sense of exploration but danger. Wobbling guitar tone gives a sense of eerie terror. Stripped back underscore version.
Post-punk revival / electro pop with a 80's vibe. Laid back intro, Post-punk revival / electro pop with a 80's vibe. Laid back intro, mysterious yet determined. Electric bass, synth, male singer & rhythm.歌词
Sorry, you’re not sorry x2We shot the breeze okWe shot the breeze
Instrumental alternate. Post-punk revival / electro pop with a 80's Instrumental alternate. Post-punk revival / electro pop with a 80's vibe. Instrumental. Laid back intro, mysterious yet determined. Electric bass, synth & rhythm.
Grimy, lamenting, downbeat. Shrouded bass melody rides on top of a Grimy, lamenting, downbeat. Shrouded bass melody rides on top of a big post-punk drumbeat as male vocals dictate with a sharp charisma. Lyrics about a society that push people down and denigrate humans, a system built on fake and struggle. Downbeat passion communicated in shuffling rhythm and melancholy but sharp guitar in chorus at 00:41. Meaningful moment @ 1'50 as instrumentation softens and becomes thoughtful.歌词
No patience, Not going anywhere, We don't route for the underdog, no, Complacent, Never had a care, don't argue, just do your job.
lost sleep, Rinse and repeat, Get lost in the sound of your grinding teeth, Reality, Checks are free, Can't you see here we're all in need.
Problem processing your payment, You better know your place in the simulation, More an inmate than a patient, You better know your place in the simulation, It's a sign, It's a sign, Never ask why, just comply, It’s a lie, It’s a lie, Does it remind you that you're breathing, That you're still alive.
Did your job, Can't see the point, We don't route for the underdog, no, Replacement, Life’s never fair, Doesn't argue, just does the work.
Best believe, No inner peace, Uncross your legs and take your leave, Reality, Never been free, Price goes up when we're all in need.
Problem processing your payment, You better know your place in the simulation, More an inmate than a patient, You better know your place in the simulation, It's a sign, It's a sign, Never ask why, just comply, It’s a lie, It’s a lie, Does it remind you that you're breathing, That you're still alive.
We don't route for the underdog, No, no, don't argue, just do your job, Your job, your job.
We don't route for the underdog, No, no, don't argue, just do your job, Your job, your job.
Problem processing your payment, You better know your place in the simulation, More an inmate than a patient, You better know your place in the simulation.
You better know your place in the simulation, You better know your place in the simulation, You better know your place in the simulation, You better know your place in the simulation.
Grimy, lamenting, downbeat. Shrouded bass melody rides on top of a Grimy, lamenting, downbeat. Shrouded bass melody rides on top of a big post-punk drumbeat. Detuned lead rises up with a sense of dirty power. Downbeat passion communicated in shuffling rhythm and melancholy but sharp guitar in chorus at 00:41. Meaningful moment at 01:50 as instrumentation softens and becomes thoughtful. Instrumental version.
Grimy, lamenting, downbeat. Shrouded bass melody rides on top of a Grimy, lamenting, downbeat. Shrouded bass melody rides on top of a big post-punk drumbeat. Detuned lead rises up with a sense of dirty power. Downbeat passion communicated in shuffling rhythm and eerie synth. Meaningful moment @ 1'50 as instrumentation softens and becomes thoughtful. Stripped back underscore version.
Cold wave, post-punk, 80's. Fiery, nocturnal & driving. Male singer @ Cold wave, post-punk, 80's. Fiery, nocturnal & driving. Male singer @ male back up vocalist, electric guitar & rhythm. 歌词
Losing Myself in Magic
That the humble claims you May he claim the night The Night and the silence
A hidden knowledge A too long distance in the dark
And your sign on a tree And your sign on a tree And your light in the breeze All the tears on the sea All the things that i see Who cares about me ?
There's nothing to know Please help me I am losing myself in the magic And you are here with me There's nothing to know Please help me I am losing myself in the magic And you are here with me
You are here with me And all the dreams cloud the day you are here with me unfortunately
I am a poor boy Too old in my shoes You're an angel And our Gods are jealous of you of you You are an angel You are my angel You are
There's nothing to know Please help me I am losing myself in the magic And you are here with me There's nothing to know Please help me I am loosing myself in the magic And you are here with me
Cold wave, post-punk & 80's. Arty, dark & viril. Male singer, Cold wave, post-punk & 80's. Arty, dark & viril. Male singer, electric guitar, synth & rhythm.歌词
Every God is Gone
Your voice on the phone is so cold I can't answer yet Stuck in a mission A false pretext again
And i'm afraid
I'm afraid I don't want to face you
I'm unchained I'm unchained I'm unchained with you
I am the night you know Isolated You can sell my name Cause every god is gone
I am the night you know Looking for a reason Cause every god is gone
Am i somebody someone ? We are too disconnected Yeah i'm disconnected It's hard to be my friend It's hard to be my friend There's no passion in my head
I am the night you know Isolated You can sell my name Cause every god is gone
I am the night you know Looking for a reason Cause every god is gone
