1. |
Fill me up
02:26
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I sit alone with a bottle or two
I stay up late, It's all I can do
Don't leave me alone, I've nothing to do Stay for one more, I'll bring you down to
When the boredom kicks in, I'm lost in my world Nothing suits me better
Fill me up and drown me down
My thoughts get so shallow, I freak my self out
I only need to swallow, to cleanse my self doubt
Things always look better with a bottle in front of me I'd rather that, then a frontal lobotomy
When the boredom kicks in, I'm lost in my world Nothing suits me better
When the boredom kicks in, I'm lost in my world Nothing suits me better
Fill me up and drown me down
Fill me up and drown me down
Fill me up and drown me down
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2. |
Vandalize
00:56
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I have never vandalized a bank
But a bank has already vandalized my life
Scars in my head
What do I have to sell
If I want to keep my bed ?
Money
honey
makes everybody warring
Bullets made of bills and coins are making me die at the corner
I have nothing else to sing
Since I’m just about to drop my last breath
Money honey
Makes everybody warring
Bullets made of bills and coins are making me die at the corner
Money honey
makes everybody warring
Bullets made of bills and coins
Are killing me just around the corner
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3. |
36 Secondes
00:34
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You are lying on your forehead
You are dying in your mind
It’s a way to write a song
and pass the time
36 hours in 36 seconds
God farts
Your gods fart
God farts
Close to your head
God farts
God farts
Again and again
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4. |
21 juin
01:18
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All over the country
First day of summer
Youth is in the streets
And it’s legal even after
The 1st a.m authorization
Sound system allowed to rock out the nation
Hey, today it’s the 21st of June
Youth ready to party from midnight until noon But the police threw people by the river Steve, he couldn’t swim
And the notes became blacker
MUSIC MURDER.
Police or Crime ?
Summer murder,
1.3.1.2 : a rhyme
Is it 1989 ?
Is it 1979 ?
No it’s 2.0.1.9
A.C.A.B. arise
Is it 1968 ?
Is it 1978 ?
No it’s 2.0.1.9
A.C.A.B. arise
Is it 1939 ?
Is it 1929 ?
No it’s 2.0.1.9
A.C.A.B. arise
Is is 1928
Is it 1998 ?
No it’s 2.0.1.9 A.C.A.B.
arise
A.C.A.B. on the rise
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5. |
LBD
02:38
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You sent the cops Even the army
What’s next
Some tanks ?
LBD
Blood is on the floor
It’s a lady’s head for sure
She’s lying without help Her body surround
With all the cops around
Doctors can’t cross
Curtains contain
With LBD
DICK HEAD
You set the place on fire
Our bodies surround
With all the cops around
Doctors can’t cross
Curtains contains
With LBD
DICK HEAD
You set the place on fire
Our bodies surround
With all the cops around
And now the lady is dying
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MEURVILLE Lille, France
HxC / post punk (LILLE,fr) Mélodie rageuse, voix multiples, style old school, raconte l'enfer des villes.
ENG//Hardcore / post punk (Lille,fr)
The hell of a town, the rage of a sound, the songs in our minds.
MEURVILLE recommends:
666 CUPS OF BLACK COFFEE (split EP)
by JODIE FASTER x GENITAL JIGGLING
GENITAL JIGGLING /// Fast Hardcore Punk from ROUEN / FR JODIE FASTER /// Fast Hardcore Punk from LILLE /FR
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GUMMO /// Grind Punk from LILLE / FR
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B-POLAR AND THE SPACEFUCKERS
by We not come in peace
B.POLAR & THE SPACE FUCKERS /// SPACE PUNK from TOURNAI / BE
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