All my life I was wrong
for fixing up the monkey cage
Found out my telephone
wasn't broken, I was just under-age
Now I feel the fire under my bones telling me:
"No, don't lose your heath.
you're keeping yourself official"
oh no, no
I keep to myself, keep my own initials
Well, I'm happy to see you being very Jesus-like
Well, you know me; my body can take a hike
I just want you to know
I have no soul, just blue eyes
We can start the same
like you're rolling backwards
Take apart the plane
like you're rolling backwards
Display it in a frame
like you're rolling backwards
Burn it in a flame
Like your role
This Calgary group makes goth-y post-punk attired in the brightly colorful arrangements of bleep-boop synthesized psychedelia. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 3, 2024