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Bad Number
02:25
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We have just been talking about you
You dirty piece of shit you scum bastard
You dirty piece of shit you bad number
Did you think you could spoil my life
what did make you think so?
You hit me humiliated me in front of my friends and family
You thought you could be my master
But I’ve eventually been taking over
Maybe I needed to talk about it maybe I needed to sing about it
Purge my heart and soul purge my guts and mouth
Meanwhile (in Vera Cruz) I’m so happy
Meanwhile (in Vera Cruz) I’m just happy
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Time And Again
02:31
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(with some geriatric and wino mumbling inside)
We made our ways all through Europe
For some around the world (not me !)
We made it cheap, we made it loud
We made it intense, up the punx we said.
Some of us got jobs some did not
Some of us got children some did not
Some of us did well some did not
Some of us did die some did not
We stole a lot we dreamt a lot
We drank and did everything a lot
We never thought we’d get to be that old,
As we danced full with drugs and great ideals
Thought we had nothing to lose, do we have now ?
Is that only a shared memory that we hang to ?
Is that memory that built what we are now ?
Would you call that melancholy or only a fond look backwards ?
I don’t understand how it’s gone so far, how it’s gone so fast, how we made it last
How we’re still together (as friends)
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The End Of The World
03:04
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It looks like the end of the world
But I’m nearly blind anyway
It smells like the end of the world
I couldn’t care less anyway. Why should I care ?
It sounds like the end of the world
But I’m half-deaf anyway
It tastes like the end of the world
It looks/smells/sounds/tastes like the end of the world.
Why should I care ?
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4. |
When You Grow Up
02:21
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I’ve always known I wasn’t shaped for motherhood
Everybody knew better and thought that I should
I was patted on the head I was smiled at
I was smiled at again and patted on the head again
Everybody said that I eventually would
But I knew I wasn’t fit for motherhood
All my life I was told « when you grow up »
There was this boy he wasn’t interested in school
He didn’t care about what was deemed cool
He didn’t mind being taken for a fool
All he wanted was to play music on his stool
All his life he was told « when you grow up »
There’s so many of us who don’t fit the frames we are given
Full misfits half-misfits nevermind
But good people beware because that’s OUR lives
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Destroy
02:42
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The bastards killed you for a game
A game of hatred and manliness
They killed you and got scot free
In this dirty game you lost
The bastards lied about it all
In this game of power and weaponry
They hushed the crimes while helping jihadists to the butchery
Informants fascists yesmen and the lot
All the scum of earth linked around your grave
Nothing can erase the shit that happened
But may a little noise help you rest
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Hail The King
03:05
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Hail the paper king
Just born out of nothing
Mere creature of the media
Null and void they made him
So hail the plastic king
Molded cunningness concealed by foundation
Glowing teeth trying to grind
Expensive toy we can’t afford
So kick him dump him throw him into the garbage bin
He’s made out of inner grime don’t even try to recycle him
He promised to get rid of all the things that we care most about
He’s going to make us spit blood
So hail the icy king
All glaring but empty within
The fire of the fight will make him thaw
The heat of the streets will make him flow
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Lies
01:49
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Lies are the opposite of truth, lies are the opposite of trust,
Lies are the opposite of confidence, lies are the opposite of love.
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Never Let You Down
01:18
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I used to sing a song about a lady*
She was supposed to be my best buddy
It took me long to get rid of her
I should have sunk but I’ve been stronger
How could I ever call her my friend ?
Didn’t know the meaning of the word then
Its true sense is nothing but you
It’ll make you blush but that’s just true
The years we spent laughing our heads off
The nights we spent drinking rough
We never were alone when we were sad
We never were alone when things turned bad
I’ve been unfair often
But I love you more than you know
Never let me down I’ll never let you down
(*it's not a real person)
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9. |
Monday Morning
01:45
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Monday morning’s so shiny
And you’re there lying next to me
Why is it that we have to wake up?
Why is it that we have to get up?
On this Monday morning that’s so shiny
Monday morning could be so cosy
Instead it’s gonna be busy
Answering emails is that really a choice
As I long for your whispering voice
It’s not even an awful job only a senseless one
Not even a real rip off just a count of days passing away
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Running
02:44
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Running in my sleep, running after my thoughts
Running after lost opportunities, running after lost loves,
Running after dissolved principles, disappeared people,
Discarded poetry, dismissed patterns,
Wrestling with insomnia, I start to run.
Running…
Always on the run, I moan and start to run,
Awake on my pillow, I jump and burn
Waaaaaake, if only I could wake
If I could only wake… or sleep
I’m sure it already happened to you
Running in your sleep after the things you’ve messed up
Trying to fix in your sleep the things you’ve messed up
Trying to fix in your sleep the life you’ve messed up
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Psychrophore Lille, France
Punk band from Lille, France.
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