EU version of the third Pandemix 12" on Boss Tuneage Records on random mix vinyl.
US version pre-order available from Dirt Cult on black or burnt orange. We'll have copies of their version available in May.
The songs and art are basically unchanged on both versions, but nerds like to know these kinds of things.
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Get both new Pandemix releases, comprising every song we recorded in 2020 and '21, for $2 off when you buy them together. 35 minutes of music or something, I'm not sure.
Includes unlimited streaming of Love Is Obliteration
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
World war none, history has just begun
You were born on the run
World war none, these soldiers don’t carry guns
You were born on the run
World War None
Everybody’s wringing hands about what must be done
Those on high say there’s no conflict, this is the only way, the ones above will call the shots and down here’s where you stay
Your lines are unimportant, just a bit part in the play, but it’s your consent and ignorance that paves the fuckin way.
“This is how it’s always been”, “look out for number one”, “same shit different day”
You’ve accepted what they need you to believe; age old myths for state of the art death machines.
Working hard and keep your nose to the grindstone, so you won’t notice you’re alone;
Desperation, when will it be my turn?
Isolation, with my lessons unlearned.
Everyone in their own little domicile, you learn young that you can’t trust a stranger’s smile
And that no one is so strange as those you know, and then you notice you’re alone;
And camaraderie has been replaced by doubt, constant competition starts to wear you out
Wonder if you can ever work your way up, and make the beatings all worth it.
Your life’s a slip of paper that’s passed ‘cross the boss’s desk
A number on a spreadsheet, expunged once you’re in the red
A minor incongruence on the quarterly report
Every single second measuring and comparing your worth
Realized much too late the competition wasn’t real
Another worker takes your place, they can’t refuse the deal
You blame yourself, number your faults, the things that you did wrong
The class system continues, and world war none carries on
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