Из альбома: Turpsycore
Days roll by like a tape machine
Splice this film together again
Splice this film as it crumbles away
Life in1979
What the hell is the role of the snake?
Dot dot dash language machine
You are an error living a life
Left left right the fire brigade
Where the hell is the cinematheque?
Play the music on the cassette
Luck is always yours to make
Stay the path lost in the mist
This bloody Mary never rewinds
Life in 1979
Paris 6 she wants to come
The mist grows old but the pain stays young
Rectangle on a celluloid path
Reconnect your telephone
You are far and suddenly near
Standing beside the intercom
Now that the wheels have come off the machine
What the hell is the role of the snake?
Of all the misfortunes that can exist
The worst is to love a brutalist
Modern Mathematics, the Stinky Toys
The Honeymoon Killers, the Border Boys
The mist grows old, as the pain sets in Life in 1979
Of all the misfortunes that can exist
The worst is to love a brutalist