1. |
E=MC5
03:18
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2. |
Grist
03:32
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I look at the world and
Dirt is the garden
Henry is Adam &
Anna is Eve (x2 / w’ gap)
(Breeding a monster
an apple a day boy!
Blowing the ego
Blowing the horn, child!)
He wrestles so darkly
Just like a devil
Laying the angel
Flesh next to flesh.
They’re peeling the skin back
Rubbing the salt in
Just like an engine
Just like a drug…x2
(They’re pricking the prick
on to the sharp thorn
kicking the prick
‘till all hell is sprawling
all hell is sprawling…)
Henry the miller
Did your earth move?
Did your star blow?
Is nothing sacred?
Is nothing holy?
Just like a dark horse
Kicking the walls down
Watch as it crumbles…
(Obscene is crawling…
censorship drowning
taboos are burning
taboos are burnt.
All that shines, kill it!
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3. |
Hobo Chang Ba
02:56
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4. |
McTrad
03:11
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All Angels are Devils… All Devils are real
Dismiss all you hear… Now nothing is real
Dismiss all see… Yes nothing is real
Open, open up… Oh, To be extreme
Bigger cages, longer chains, bigger cages…
Try to be extreme…
It’s a conscious dream
It’s a true perfection
It’s an insurrection
Don’t take it at face, don’t take it as truth,
Smash them, smash it, do it, do it now…
Bigger cages, longer chains, bigger cages…
You ever done something, by token it felt dangerous?
It felt honest? It felt real?
There’s a corpse in your mouth
Your ignorance breeds
Your desires are not commodity
Bigger cages, longer Chains, bigger cages
Lets pull out the pins and watch it cook
Let’s watch it decay now!
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5. |
Flipper
02:49
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Scratching at the surface, peeling back the corners, lifting up the flap, to reveal the map
To remove the mask and show the real me
Swimming in a sea, drowning in a sea
Swimming…drowning…going down
Feel the bile rise and the questions dry
Feel the tension bubble and here comes trouble
…violence is, as violence does, violence is, as violence does…
but now I feel, bubbling under,
toppling over, caught in aspic…
Boredom serves a purpose
(helps to move your juices)
Apathy’s a different beast, it digs a PIT…
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6. |
Sickle Cell
03:05
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Where once was iron hard,
now is limp and plastic
Where once was toil with smiles,
now haunts the coke-can demon
See once we drop the wall
A different poison seeps
See once we drop our guard
In another virus creeps
From the grey to the glitter
From the rust to the static
The change is automatic
Changing passion with addiction
And the truth turns into fiction
(Where once was clenched fist
Now is contradiction) x2
From the grey to the glitter
From the rust to the static
From concrete to concrete
The change is automatic
Here’s the red flag with a hint of white & blue
It’s come to swallow you
It’s come to swallow you
Here’s the black flag with a hint of red & green
It’s come to shake the scene
It’s come to shake the scene
(Here’s the new boss, same as the old boss
So raise your fist on high
As rockets split the skies) x2
Just bigger cages, with longer chains
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7. |
Plastic Wings (Remix)
03:04
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No hope with plastic wings
Must fight the piston ring
Too fast for me to follow
Shallow, empty, oh so hollow
See I’m standing still
It seems I’m hardly moving
All around there’s chaos
But don’t you find it soothing?
I live to a different beat
A one that’s slow and steady
You think I drag my feet
But I’m just not ready
(See I just can’t play
Your self destructive games
And the way you push your
(Speed addicted aimsI’d rather bathe in dirt
Than wallow in pretension
Or tick another box
(To grab your sad attention)
See I’m standing still
To you I’m hardly moving
While all around is chaos
Don’t you find it soothing!
And it makes me sick
To think we’re all the same
When all your dreams and schemes
Are sodden in self gain
Your pleasures are pathetic
A path that shuns all ethics
Without a fix we flap
(Without a teat we’re trapped)
You see I just can’t play
Your self destructive games
And the way you push your
(Speed addicted aims)
No hope with plastic wings
Must fight the piston ring
Too fast for me to follow
Shallow empty, so hollow
Your pleasures are pathetic
A path that shuns all ethics
(Without a fix we flap
Without a teat we’re trapped)
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8. |
Pig-Man (live)
04:26
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Throwing pearls amongst the swine x2
Who is mad the world or me?
Fat fingers squeeze tobacco, cigar-shaped
Who will crumble?
They recognise the bliss, his sister calls him thick
They recognise the bliss, his sister calls him sick
He takes another beating, from the big bad shovel
He takes another beating from the big bad shovel
From the big bad wolf, from the big bad wolf
He hits them hard, hits them with spades
He hits them hard, hits them with spades
The poor pigs they can’t fight back
The poor pigs they can’t fight back
And when they see him they gets scared
I’d like to hit him, hit him hard
I’d like to hurt him, hurt him bad
I’d like to hit him, hit him hard
I’d like to hurt him, hurt him bad
He sees the softness in the bristle, the pure in the dirt
He sees the softness in the bristle, the pure in the dirt
But sister sees the grease, my sister wipes the plate
My sister sees the grease, I lick my platter clean
Who is mad the world or me
To pig man this plain to see
Throwing pearls before the swine
Pig man…
Who is mad the world or me
To pig man this plain to see
Throwing pearls before the swine
Pig man…
Little piggies, come out to play….
Trick or treat piggies, trick or treat piggies
We’re all dead meat piggies
All dead meat piggies…
(copyright Dog Canute 2012)
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Dog Canute Sheffield, UK
Sheffield, UK noise-rock > guitar Nick
> vocs Ziggy > drums Paul > bass Joel
Also check The
Midnight Choir (80s post-punk Sheffield UK) and Sixteen Hooves (Beefheartian 2 piece)
Thanks to our friend Jack Beals (Florida) for the logo painting.
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