Jsou kapely, u kterých dopředu nikdy na 100% nevíte, s čím na novém albu přijdou. Kapely řídící se vlastními instinkty a vnitřními stavy, jejichž hudební vývoj se ani zdaleka neposouvá po lineární ose a už vůbec nezávisí na prodejnosti toho...
Píseň: City
- Interpret:
- Primal Scream
- Album:
- Live In Japan
Everyone I see's Diseased or broken Holes in their arms They got cocaine eyes Self mutilation Is self surveillance Wanna get to heaven You gotta die Here she comes Here she comes She's crawled out of a garbage can Here she comes Here she comes She's gonna waste another man Ah sick city Gonna be the death of me Ah sick city Gonna be my death, gonna be the death of me Little Johnny Junk's A subway pilot He'll knife you in the head For Chinese rock Catch a falling spike Ride a silver rocket Score a body bag deal From the Vietcong Here she comes Here she comes She's crawled out of a garbage can Here she comes Here she comes She's gonna waste another man Ah sick city Gonna be the death of me Ah sick city Gonna be my death, gonna be the death of me Your meat on a hook In your own snuff movie Tortue loop hallucination Nerves spliced No innoculation From the viral programme There's spiders in your mouth Shoot insecticide! Here she comes Here she comes She's crawled out of a garbage can Here she comes Here she comes Gonna waste another man Ah sick city Gonna be the death of me Ah sick city Gonna be my death, gonna be the death of me Sick, sick...........
