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Classic Cr​è​me Br​û​l​é​e

by Plastic Spacemen

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We picked your planet up on the scope Choked and decayed, unable to cope We knew that we were your only hope We'll show you the way, we'll hand you the rope The human race had been led astray Deluded loners stuck in their ways So in the end, the Earth had to pay We'll hand you the rope, we'll show you the way To paradise Through sacrifice End genocide And step aside A rotting planet choked by parasites A failing system needing our respite Take us to your chief We’ll end all this grief Your world will breathe a sigh of relief Beyond the point of possible return Light the match, watch it burn Take us to your chief We’ll end all this grief Your world will breathe a sigh of relief
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We bring the wisdom of a thousand suns We know the universe and how it runs We know down there you deal in megatons We come in peace, but we’re bringing guns We bring the bullet of a thousand guns We rule your universe and watch you run Your race is over, start another one We come in peace, but we’re bringing guns
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I'd like to raise a little protest I'd like to raise a rally cry I'd like to raise a call to arms If only I knew why What's the revolution? Tell me - what's our end? The answer, they say, is blowing Blowing in the wind, my friend. The voice of the people has spoken to me We've got to smash the state We'll march until our feet blister Join us brother, join us sister We'll make an order great CHORUS: I need a new slogan to paint on the walls I need a new catchphrase to chant in the malls I don't need no rulebook, I don't need no laws But I need a new slogan - I need a new cause The voice of my conscience has spoken to me I wish I'd been born poor I've felt the suffering of the proles Felt the torment of their souls We'll make love into war REPEAT CHORUS I need a new cause I need a new cause But what am I rebelling against? What am I rebelling against? What am I rebelling against? Well what have you fucking got? The voice of the new age has spoken to me Let's overthrow the ruler! I'm not for talk, I'm into action I'm aligned with the hippest faction And now I feel much cooler REPEAT CHORUS I need a new cause I need a new cause
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L.C.D. 03:37
Brett: Now you've learned not to question Won't take the heed of some crazy suggestion That the world's not the perfect land of your dreams That the world's not the perfect land of your dreams But someone else's Everything in nice bite-sized pieces Everything mashed up so you won't have to chew Everything ironed so you won't see the creases Every free idea has been pressured out of you Who told you to think for yourself? Just shut up and live by the book If you can't appreciate the big picture Then maybe you shouldn't look Look out now... Wok: Clip my tiny wings Turn down the screws Why the hell bother, there'll be no reward (Lowest Common Denominator) Free thought's a luxury we can ill-afford (Lowest Common Denominator) So the surgeons amputate the unhealthy difference (Lowest Common Denominator) Who wants to justify their own existence (Lowest Common Denominator) I need to belong I've no need to choose Thinking below yourself, biding your time (Lowest Common Denominator) Another brain pops out the production line (Lowest Common Denominator) Just one more homogenised joker (Lowest Common Denominator) Ready, aim, firing for the mediocre (Lowest Common Denominator) Lowest Common Denominator Lowest Common Denominator Brett: Now you are the perfect human being.
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Bucket 03:58
Phil: Bucket! Phil, Wok, Mardy & Brett: Bucket!
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These lonely times Are just a dying flame Of what once was inside And now I'm yearning For those feelings felt Through eyes that were still wide CHORUS: And even though we've grown too soon You were my childhood song And now I wander til it ends Hoping we will touch again That time of joy Like a passing reflection In a falling tear Can never hold on To the stem of my soul When those memories burn so near And even through your sweetest pain You were my childhood song So now I wander til it ends Hoping we will touch again My heart was too young To understand the gift That you gave me long ago But time has uncovered A piece of myself Which belongs to you I know REPEAT CHORUS
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The Mayhem 03:49
Should I feel happy or feel abused? Do you still care or am I being used? What is this thing that leaves me so confused? I see it in the news each day I hear it in the words you say All the chaos, it's the law you can't obey Don't bother looking, it's waiting inside There's nowhere to run away, nowhere to hide Try to find an answer But I can't even see the question in this mayhem Feel the mayhem It orbits my world, it's against the grain It's small enough to fit inside my brain Please tell me which one of us is sane Toss the rulebook down the furnace hole See it stoke the coal that feeds the soul And I don't think I want to keep control You can turn around but it's still up ahead Better open your eyes or you'll soon be dead Try to reach out for the handbrake But I always crash into your wall of mayhem Feel the mayhem Oh it's the insubstantial anarchist Puts rhyme and reason into doubt Go up, go down, go in, go out It doesn't really matter coz it all leads round to mayhem Feel the mayhem
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There's a light shining in my heart So bright it shines right through my ribs And out the other side. The principle behind it Cannot be identified. And my body's just a membrane Between the world and my mind. The things around me and my brain Are smeared together, intertwined. I see what others cannot see, cannot feel, cannot hear. So as you stop to look at me Standing here, year by year, I'm more than I appear. I can see you laugh at me But don't you ever wonder how I so easily guess the truth? You've laughed at mine so many times And kept yourself aloof. But as Daedelus said to the other guy Your wings will melt if you fly too high. And if like Icarus you try To reach the sun, you'll fall and die. Ignore me if you will, that's your own affair. Let your wings melt. I don't care. All who see me must beware. No-one can stop what I prepare. I can go anywhere. When I want to be all by myself So I take myself to Mars. Where Earth with all its problems Is just one of many stars. A blue ball creeping cross the sky: Wax and wane, rise and set. Across a void vast as the divide Between what you want and what you get No buildings, fences, walls or rooms There's no-one there to point and stare. I can scream and cry, howl at the moons To a small degree I'm finally free, No-one to bother me. I'm finally free. No-one to bother me.
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I'm just trying to be I'm just trying to be me 'Coz practice makes perfect, And perfect is the best way to be But I still got a lot to learn Themes always return You can rely on change But some things remain the same And you ask why the stars in the sky, Why death comes to us all, And why we were born at all And why there's so much shit between You're trying to find a metaphor for everything. But I say It's clear as day! The clouds by an apple burst Our greatest blessing and our greatest curse, Let every human sing: Everything is a metaphor for everything! Everything is a metaphor for everything! So I'll keep trying to be me If you promise to try to be you And if we ever make it Oh! The things we could do! Nothing could stop us Nothing mysterious You can think 'til you're insane But the questions still remain And you ask why the stars in the sky, Why death comes to us all, And why we were born at all And why there's so much shit between You're trying to find a metaphor for everything. But I say It's clear as day! The clouds by an apple burst Our greatest blessing and our greatest curse, Let every human sing: Everything is a metaphor for everything! Everything is a metaphor for everything!
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Self-Stalker 05:47
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Something... Take everything that ever meant anything and turn it upside-down Wrench my heart from its seat of content and grind it into the ground Give you my all on a rope from my soul bite the hand that feeds you My heart has grown hard like the thorn in my side can't bring myself to say 'fuck you' This is no sympathy Just a hammer in my face There is no sympathy My surroundings are a maze No damn sympathy But I'm not crawling in the dirt Never any sympathy Say it like it's a dirty word How can I trust the words that spew from your orifice When faith in my feelings crashes to a bitter end? You're never willing to make any kind of sacrifice Is it all worth it for wounds that may never mend? No more... Love is fucked! Love is fucked!
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My life is a series of attempts To get as much as I can I won't stop in my efforts To filter any gold from my dirty dirty pan You just can't mean a thing It's every me for myself I'm drowning responsibility So my only concern is my health CHORUS: And sometimes I get empathy sickness And the problems of the world are mine to solve And sometimes I get empathy sickness And any problems you got, we got to resolve My life is a series of wrestles I'll be as selfish as I possibly can But I fail when I succeed You said that you were hurt, I turned around and ran REPEAT CHORUS And I never get anything done And I never get anything done Spend my time searching for the sublime And I never get anything done or undone I can't allow the advantage To fall from me and fly to you But I'll never use you to step back up It's basically why I'll never break through All of the time I got empathy sickness And the problems of the world are mine to solve All of the time I got empathy sickness And any problems you got, we got to resolve
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If you've got hair, Body hair, back hair, Buttock hair, pubic hair If you've got hair, Shoulder hair, leg hair, Ear hair If you've hair on your nose And the bottom of your toes Then you've got hair If you've hair on your palms And underneath your arms Then you've got hair You need something special You need the Vidal Sassoon Hair Experience
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Don't look down Don't look down It's a long long way down to the ground Don't look down Don't look down You're getting much closer to the ground Don't look down Don't look down You're about to hit the...

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A selection of Premium 90s Schizodelic Rock from the Spacemen vaults

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released December 10, 2014

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Plastic Spacemen Melbourne, Australia

From the Seas of Europa to Melbourne, 1993-98.

Studio albums "Exhibit A" and "Vs The Barbarian Invaders From Outer Space" are now available, along with the compilation "Classic Creme Brulee" (drawn from both albums and elsewhere) and two live albums. ... more

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