1. |
Art is Dead
03:08
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This is the last resistance,
Do you want to take control?
Coming out the underpass and alleyways,
Screaming ‘I killed rock and roll’
Here comes the next imitation,
A career in futility.
Another boy for a new generation,
But you do not apply to me.
‘cos I believe,
you’re gonna sell me out
don’t sell me out.
This is an inconsistence
Do you want to take control?
Spoonfed on manufactured anarchy
Are you swallowing it whole?
Here comes the next imitation,
A career in futility.
Another toy for a new generation,
But it will not apply to me. ‘
cos I believe,
you’re gonna sell me out
don’t sell me out
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2. |
Eat Your Own Young
02:39
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You are an image
I am an effigy
We’ll watch the grey skies burn above the silver sea
Too complicated Profess your innocence
Western sunrise
Wiping out your influence
This
Is
What
We
have done
Eat
Your
Own
Young
Stay away from here
Inside a tenement
Beneath a royal face
It's mapped in chromosomes
Welcome to the futile race
This is the power
In state and motorcade
You want a way out
But the choice is readymade
This
Is
What
We have done
Eat
Your
Own
Young
Stay away from here
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3. |
DeEducation
03:23
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We can watch the books burn
See the new state overturned
But never be more than an animal
It’s my choice not to choose
To accept now is to lose
This aspiration to an apathy
Come join the mass
I can see the cracks
Now repeat the past
You know that
Nothing ever changes instinct
I wanna see
An end to history
Reject the fantasy
De-education
We can drown in ignorance
This year zero innocence
Our salvation wrapped in dollar bills
It’s my choice not to choose
To accept now is to lose
This aspiration to an apathy
Come join the mass
I can see the cracks
Now repeat the past
You know that
Nothing ever changes instinct
I wanna see
An end to history
Reject the fantasy
De-education
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4. |
Too Weak
03:37
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We don’t know how to break this trend,
I tell her nothing lasts forever
A box of chances lost along the way
Eyes that shine for London boys
Twisted sheets she bruises easily
Falls for those lines once too often
And you say too much
But you just can’t touch
And you know
You’re too weak for treatment maybe,
You will break if I hold you, I don’t know
Now even makeup scars your face
They call it affected behaviour
Seroxcet screwed eviscerated
Football crowds and nightclub girls
Covered tracks to make things simpler
Miles away from small-town anger
And you say too much
But you just can’t touch
And you know,
You’re too weak for treatment maybe,
You will break if I hold you, I don’t know
If I could be you
If I could be you
If I could be you
Yeah
And you say too much
But you just can’t touch
And you know,
You’re too weak for treatment maybe,
You will break if I hold you, I don’t know
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5. |
Performance
03:53
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This face made for the small screen is turning in the spotlight
We watch for her mistakes, amplified
This icons made of plastic, of razor blades and panic
But you can’t hear her words, as she cries
It's just a performance,
I don’t have the answers,
I don’t have the strength to make things right
We timecode her reactions, split-screen her emotions
Pin her to your wall, watch it fade
Colour her replacement, with strands of adolescence
Now give it all away, with empty grace
It’s just a performance,
I don’t have the answers,
I don’t have the strength to make things right
When you see me on TV
I’m the star
I’m the star I always wanted to be
It's just a performance,
I don’t have the answers,
I don’t have the strength to make things right
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6. |
Hole
03:57
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Filthy streets, and hookers selling lies
Club life, or suited nine to five
Wake up, tomorrow’s here again
For love or money, you can’t give it up again
Black flowers grown, through the plastic grass
Cut through, with diesel and with glass
Wake up, tomorrow’s here again
For love or money, you can’t give it up again
Cos I’m not believing I’m digging my own hole
Cos I’m not achieving I’m digging my own hole
Cos I’m not succeeding I’m digging my own hole
The comedown comes, always too soon
Red-eyed, you stumble to your room
Wake up, tomorrow’s here again
For love or money, you can’t give it up again
Pour down, the roads and motorways
Ever get to feel there’s no escape
Wake up, tomorrow’s here again
For love or money, you can’t give it up again
Cos I’m not believing I’m digging my own hole
Cos I’m not achieving I’m digging my own hole
Cos I’m not succeeding I’m digging my own hole
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7. |
Malfaetu
03:56
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So tell me what are you waiting for
The future doesn’t
Come knocking at your door
And slowly gazing at the walls
Ain’t gonna Give you anything at all
Yeah, I have seen it in your face
Yeah, I have seen in your eyes
There’s one small thing, you can do for me, baby can you guess?
It ain’t no surprise
Come on die for me
Slip away gently
You know you know
I’ll show all the bad things you can be
We’ve traded accidents for mistakes
Swapped a real-life For retakes
This situation ain’t too complex
I think you know
What’s coming next
Come on die for me
Slip away gently
You know you know
I’ll show all the bad things you can be
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8. |
Juvenile
03:21
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Got a new religion from the posters on your wall,
Step inside the candy frame
Yeah, we’ve got television,
And the crowds that pass us by
Disappointed once again
Got a face like Joan of Arc
Friday night she sells herself down the park
Leaving Sunday morning, took a bus into the town
No decisions made in vain
From the new estates now
To the houses on the hill
Hear it happening again
Got a face like Joan of Arc
Friday night she sells herself down the park
Juvenile, uh oh
Are you going to break down for me?
Juvenile, uh oh
You know it's far too late
Got a face like Joan of Arc
Friday night she sells herself down the park
Juvenile, uh oh
Are you going to break down for me
Juvenile, uh oh
You know it's far too late
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9. |
Your life is a lie
03:26
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Tell me do you feel like a hero, is ignorance your badge of pride
Because this nowhere world is a friendly place if you look right
Tell me how good it feels, tell me it makes you man
Tell me what the weak deserve, tell me I don't understand
I've seen behind your eyes, there's nowhere left to hide
Your life is lie
I've seen behind your eyes, there's nowhere left to hide
Your life is lie
Do you get yourself a habit and a new dress
Down with the fakes and the also-rans
Imitation is your only inspiration, get the attention while you can
Tell me how good it feels, tell me it makes things alright
Tell me what you deserve, and what the price is tonight
I've seen behind your eyes, there's nowhere left to hide
Your life is lie
I've seen behind your eyes, there's nowhere left to hide
Your life is lie
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10. |
Means to an end
03:29
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I’m sorry, to disappoint you
You're just a means to an end
I know, I never called you
Or called you a friend
I guess, that maybe I'm shallow,
And nothing would work
This type, of empty obsession, Is becoming absurd
Life support, has come to an end
I need, some reason again
Don’t stop, do it again
Hey girl, you’re stuck on the inside
Tell me where it hurts
Why go, put your faith in me
I’ll just make it worse
If this, is all of the answers
Then the question must suck
You know, how to come unstitched now
Give it a shot
Life support, has come to an end
I need, some reason again
Don’t stop, do it again
Don’t stop, do it again
Life support, has come to an end
I need, some reason again
Don’t stop, do it again
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11. |
Still Breathing
03:09
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She asked if she could
Look straight through my eyes
Torn by a constant
Tendency to lie
We need each other
I heard her say
Bitch and the impotent
Are gonna have their day now
Smile, even though you're going down
Hear you never make a sound
You're still breathing
Smile, leave this tarnished world behind
Ask your maker for a sign
You're still breathing
Torn by the daylight
Convulses your sleep
Bad memories and
Guilt that runs too deep
Have not come to save
Messiah said
People just like you
Are better, better off dead
Smile, even though you're going down
Hear you never make a sound
You're still breathing
Smile, leave this tarnished world behind
Ask your maker for a sign
You're still breathing
Don’t stop believing
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12. |
All that's left
03:37
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I became invisible today
Took my place amongst the tourniqueted
Isolation chokes the life from apathy
We feel nothings worth waiting for
Simple pleasure locked behind childhood’s door
This is a process of denial and nothing more
On hatred I survive
One small sense of being alive
We are the naked and the dead, lost forever, nothing said
Burn awareness from my head
How can I love my fellow man?
Respon-sibility in their hands
God and government a function of this sham
More than insect, not divine
I chose this existence and the price
This is your guilt, your martyrs and your crime
Alienation
Is all that’s left now Alienation
Is all that’s left now
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13. |
Young
04:14
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I’ve been living like a refuge here
I’ve been watching all the big screen lies
If tomorrow doesn’t give me every single thing I need
Then I might just change my mind
Because it's easy
You know it's easy
God it's easy when you're young
Time arrives like pins and needles
Through the plastic-coated armor of your youth
When these days burn out like candles
Through your eyes, I’ll see the specter of the truth
Because it's easy
You know its easy
God it's easy when your…
I’m not the one to talk this way
God knows I’ve made my own mistakes
But when you add these things I’ll break
I’ve been living like a refuge here
I’ve been watching all the big screen lies
If tomorrow doesn’t give me every single thing I need
Then I might just change my mind
Because it's easy
You know it's easy
God it's easy when you're young
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14. |
Stain
03:49
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Tormented by, teen magazines
Reaching levels where the ceilings closes in
Well how do you nail that every single day
When no one listens to a word that you say
I feel like I’m reacting
Minds alive but my bodies collapsing
Too close now, heads reeling
Wouldn’t touch me the way that I’m feeling
Cos this is the line for me
Not a place of dignity
This is the line I’ll cross tonight
City streets are washed out tonight
Children playing down by the broken lights
Sounds are black, skins on fire
Couldn’t stop now even if I tried
Cos this is the line for me
Not a place of dignity
This is the line I’ll cross tonight
I feel like I’m reacting
I feel like I’m reacting
I feel like I’m reacting
Cos this is the line for me
Not a place of dignity
This is the line I’ll cross tonight
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RHESUS London, UK
RHESUS 2001-2008
I was reluctant to create this archive as I was never happy with ANY recording we did. But after 20
years, I've kinda stopped caring. Some of the best years of my life, and this is for all those who even vaguely remember.
Love
Wayne Rhesus xxx
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