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NUMBERS

by Gerda Blank

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1.
Taut 03:16
FALSE CITIES, FALSE HOPE, FAT BUBBLES UNDER MICROSCOPES BIG MONEY, BIG CHANGE, BIG HOLES IN THE STOCK EXCHANGE SEEIN MOON, SEEIN STARS, SEEIN NOTHIN HERE BUT FILTHY CARS WORN UNDER, WORN OUT, WARMING POLES AND THE NAGGIN HOURS CAN I BUM ANOTHER CIGARETTE? I GOTTA MEET YOU THERE...TONIGHT PUSHED TOO FAR, PULLED TAUT, PULLED DOWN IN THE UNDERTOW I'M PARALYTIC AND PARANOID, PARACHUTING ON A HEMORROID HACKT DOCTORS, HACKT DREAMS, HACKT OCEANS FULL OF DYING REEFS NEW POISONS FOR OLD ZONES, BUSH FIRES DRIVE US FROM OUR HOME CAN I BUM ANOTHER CIGARETTE? I GOTTA MEET YOU THERE...TONIGHT SOUL BROTHERS SOLD OUT, SOLD HEAVEN FOR A METER OF DIRT PACK WOLVES ARE PACKT COLD, CRAKK DOCTORS GIVING MOUTH TO MOUTH DEAD WISDOM, DEAD DOGS, HOLD HEAVEN FOR THE HEAVIER HOGS EVOLUTION ENSLAVED, OUR CHILDREN CLEANING UP THE MESS THAT WE MADE CAN I BUM ANOTHER CIGARETTE? I GOTTA MEET YOU THERE...TONIGHT
2.
Take My Body 04:35
I'M A SIMPLE BOY, THEY'VE TAKEN ALL I HAD THEY OFFERED ME SECURITY AND HONOUR WELL, THE PAY WAS GOOD, I'M A NEIGHBOURHOOD HERO NOW THEY'RE THINKIN' BOUT AWARDIN' ME A MEDAL BUT WHO'LL TAKE MY BODY HOME? WHO'LL TAKE MY BODY HOME? MY FATHER JUST DON'T BELIEVE IT BUT WHO'LL TAKE MY BODY HOME? WHO'LL TAKE MY BODY HOME? MY FATHER JUST DON'T BELIEVE IT AND MY MOMMA JUST DON'T BELIEVE IT... A LOT OF WASTED TIME, I HATE THE THINGS I DONE WHAT'S AN ENEMY WHO'S NEVER DONE A THING TO ME? AND NOW THEY HIDE IT ALL AND BLIND YOU ALL WITH TV AS I'M LOOKING DOWN MY MEN ON THE GROUND ARE BLEEDING BUT WHO'LL TAKE MY BODY HOME? WHO'LL TAKE MY BODY HOME? MY FATHER JUST DON'T BELIEVE IT BUT WHO'LL TAKE MY BODY HOME? WHO'LL TAKE MY BODY HOME? MY FATHER JUST DON'T BELIEVE IT AND MY MOMMA JUST DON'T BELIEVE IT... AND NOW THEY HIDE IT ALL... BUT WHO'LL TAKE MY BODY HOME? WHO'LL TAKE MY BODY HOME? MY FATHER JUST DON'T BELIEVE IT BUT WHO'LL TAKE MY BODY HOME? WHO'LL TAKE MY BODY HOME? MY FATHER JUST DON'T BELIEVE IT AND MY MOMMA JUST DON'T BELIEVE IT...
3.
Half-Life 04:00
WHAT ARE YOU TAKING? BORN TO BE MAKING A HALF-LIFE OF HALF A LOSER HEROIN BABIES, AMPHETAMINE CRAZIES PRAY TELL, ANOTHER BRUISER? IT TAKES A HOLLOW TOOTH TO COSY UP TO THE TRUTH, NOW BORN AGAIN, BORN THE SAME NOW YOU KNOW THEY’RE GONNA TAKE IT ANYWAY INSECT ILLUSIONS, COMIC CONFUSION NOW YOU KNOW THEY’RE GONNA TAKE IT ANYWAY FORGOT YOUR NAME WE’LL TAKE IT ANYWAY… COVERED IN PLASTIC, VISION ELASTIC SO MUCH FOR GRAND ILLUSIONS THINKIN IS FADED, TALK OVERRATED TONGUE-TIED AND HALF DELUDED I’M LEAPING OUT OF THE PAN BACK IN THE FIRE AGAIN, SO BORN AGAIN, BORN THE SAME NOW YOU KNOW THEY’RE GONNA TAKE IT ANYWAY INSECT ILLUSIONS, COMIC CONFUSION NOW YOU KNOW THEY’RE GONNA TAKE IT ANYWAY FORGOT YOUR NAME HE’LL TAKE IT ANYWAY FUCK YOUR BRAIN WE’LL TAKE IT… (LOOK AT YOU NOW BRO…) WHAT ARE YOU TAKING? BORN TO BE MAKING A HALF-LIFE OF HALF A LOSER HEROIN BABIES, AMPHETAMINE CRAZIES PRAY TELL, ANOTHER BRUISER? IT TAKES A BROKEN TOOTH TO COSY UP TO THE TRUTH, NOW BORN AGAIN, BORN THE SAME NOW YOU KNOW THEY’RE GONNA TAKE IT ANYWAY INSECT ILLUSIONS, COMIC CONFUSION NOW YOU KNOW THEY’RE GONNA TAKE IT ANYWAY FORGOT YOUR NAME, HE’LL TAKE IT ANYWAY FUCK YOUR BRAIN SHE’LL TAKE IT ANYWAY, SHE’LL TAKE IT ANYWAY SHE’LL TAKE IT…
4.
I'm crawling blind into a valley of shit I'm getting used to it Short circuit thinkin' and too stupid to fit & there's no end to it But don't lose sight of it Don't lose sight of it Hopped up & ready to pop The living light of it Live inside of it Makes sure that I never stop The soul don't die The soul don't die Im crawling naked thru the valley of Woe The good, the bad, the dead Just gimme something I can hold onto Or maybe a bullet instead But dont lose sight of it Dont lose sight of it Wired & ready to blow The living light of it Live inside of it I believe in rock'n'roll The soul dont die The soul dont die I dont know which way to turn Im pissin' in the wind Now I'm surrounded by hyenas tryin' to do me in I burnt my bridges I burnt my bridges Before I crossed them The soul dont die
5.
100 Channels 07:27
100 CHANNELS AND NOTHIN' ON 100 CHANNELS AND NOTHIN' ON LIGHT CIG, TURN RADIOS ON 100 CHANNELS AND NOTHIN' ON I CAN'T THINK OF NOTHIN' ELSE TO DO... 100 CHANNELS 100 CHANNELS AND NOTHIN' ON 100 CHANNELS AND NOTHIN' ON LIGHT CIG, TURN RADIOS ON NOTHIN'... I CAN'T THINK OF NOTHIN' ELSE TO DO... THIN SKIN, WHITE TAIL THIN SKIN, WHITE TAIL BLACK BONE, WHITE TAIL THIN SKIN, WHITE TAIL OM 100 CHANNELS AND NOTHIN' ON 100 CHANNELS AND NOTHIN' ON 100 CHANNELS I CAN'T THINK, I CAN'T THINK I CAN'T MOVE, I CAN'T MOVE (LIGHT CIG TURN RADIOS ON LIGHT CIG TURN RADIOS ON LIGHT CIG TURN RADIOS ON LIGHT CIG TURN RADIOS ON...) I CAN'T THINK, I CAN'T MOVE I CAN'T THINK, I CAN'T MOVE I CAN'T THINK I CAN'T THINK I CAN'T THINK
6.
Numbers 05:10
SHES JUST A NUMBER, JUST A NUMBER SHES JUST ANOTHER NUMBER CRAWLING FROM THE CROWNING BED SHES JUST A NUMBER, JUST A NUMBER JUST ANOTHER NUMBER CRAWLING FROM THE CROWNING BED CURSE THIS CITY, CURSE THIS CITY CURSE THIS CITY CURSE SHES JUST A NUMBER, JUST A NUMBER JUST ANOTHER NUMBER CRAWLING FROM THE CROWNING BED… HES JUST A NUMBER, JUST A NUMBER HES JUST ANOTHER NUMBER FOR THE ROLLING HEADS HES JUST A NUMBER. JUST A NUMBER JUST ANOTHER NUMBER FOR THE BALDING HEADS CURSE THIS CITY, CURSE THIS CITY, CURSE THIS CITY CURSE HES JUST A NUMBER, JUST A NUMBER HES JUST ANOTHER NUMBER FOR THE ROLLING HEADS…
7.
black is the new black attack is the new tack so point yr finger and paint yr nails we never want you to fail black is the new black water the new crakk so point yr finger and shake yr head (some people better off dead...) so crakk on, hang on roll on bastard bastard bastard (dont you believe him...?) black is the new black heroes the new hacks so pull yr finger and lick yr hands (Im really one of yr fans) black is the new black blacker the new tack so point yr fingers and break yr nails For the too big to fail... crakk on bastard bastard bastard faster (dont you believe him...?) black is the new black cracks in the new facts so burn yr bridges and shake a leg & gettin' ready to beg black is the new black crackin' the news hacks so shake yr finger and nod yr head you people better off dead (ooohhh...)
8.
Blizzard 04:37
O SON, C'MON TELL US WHAT YOU KNOW O SON, C'MON TELL US WHAT YOU KNOW YR JUST A BOY YR JUST A BOY O SON, C'MON TELL US WHAT YOU KNOW TELL US WHAT YOU KNOW SHAKE HIM DOWN! SHAKE HIM DOWN! SHAKE HIM DOWN! HOLD YR BONES, YR TONGUE, YR STONES YR BONES BELONG TO ME... O SON, C'MON TELL US WHAT YA DONE! O SON, C'MON TELL US WHAT YA DONE! YR NOT A MAN...NO, YR NOT A MAN O SON, C'MON TELL US WHAT YA DONE! TELL US WHAT YA DONE ... SHAKE HIM DOWN! SHAKE HIM DOWN! SHAKE HIM DOWN! HOLD YR BONES, YR TONGUE, YR STONES YR BONES BELONG TO ME... SON, YR SCUM, YR WASTE, YR TRASH THE GAME WON'T LAST FOR LONG... (I THINK I'M DONE...))) HOLD YR BONES, HOLD YR STONES YR BONES BELONG TO ME YR BONES BELONG TO ME HOLD YR BONES… SINNER! SINNER! SINNER! SINNER! HOLD YR BONES, HOLD YR STONES YR BONES BELONG TO ME YR BONES BELONG TO ME, SON
9.
Dry Bones 05:14
YR THREE KINDS OF UGLY: DEAF, DUMB AND BLIND I SEE YOU BURSTIN BLOOD VESSELS JUST TO READ YOUR OWN MIND YR UGLY IN THE MORNIN, MAN, YR EVEN UGLIER AT NIGHT UGLIEST WHEN YR S-S-S-TALKIN', YEH, POSIN' MR RIGHT I WANNA BREAK, JUST LOVE TO BREAK YR DRY BONES I WANNA BREAK, JUST LOVE TO BREAK YR DRY BONES YR SKELETON IS CRUMBLING, WE CAN SEE RIGHT THRU YR CLOTHES BUT YR MOUTH KEEPS FLAP FLAP FLAPPIN', SPOUTIN' THINGS YR BRAIN DON'T EVEN KNOW I WANNA BREAK, WOULD JUST LOVE TO BREAK YR DRY BONES I WANNA BREAK, JUST LOVE TO BREAK YR DRY BONES... YEH, TIME AND TIME AND TIME AGAIN YR CAUGHT WITH YR PANTS AROUND YR FEET YOU'VE BROKEN EVERY MIRROR IN THE HOUSE HEY BROTHER, THAT AIN'T WHAT YOU NEED .... I WANNA BREAK, WOULD JUST LOVE TO BREAK YR DRY BONES I WANNA BREAK, JUST LOVE TO BREAK YR DRY BONES...
10.
Blokk 05:15
PEOPLE CRUTCHES, RABBIT-HUTCH CITY ALL THE TREES ARE SMILIN‘, BLACK RIVERS DYIN‘ THERE’S A MAN WITH BURNT HANDS, MAN WITH BURNT HANDS, HELD IN HIGH REGARD HE IS, HELD IN HIGH REGARD HE IS… SHUT DOWN FALSE CITIES, CUT DOWN FALSE CITIES, SHUT DOWN FALSE CITIES CUT DOWN FALSE CITIES… IT WAS A HANDSOME ONCE LOST MIST IN A HANDSOME ONCE LOST MIST…ALL THE HILL COUNTRY GATHERS THE HELPLESS, ALL THE PAINED AND ALL THE SELFLESS …CUT DOWN FALSE CITES …SHUT DOWN FALSE CITIES, CUT DOWN FALSE CITES, SHUT DOWN FALSE CITIES … (I SMELL SMOKE!... I SMELL SMOKE…!) SHUT DOWN … STILL A BUZZIN IN MY HEAD JUST A BUZZIN IN MY HEAD

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released September 18, 2012

Written and produced by Rhys Braddock and Stuart Mills, with Alex Limburg, Derek Saxenmeyer

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Gerda Blank Brno, Czech Republic

GERDA BLANK was a German woman shot attempting to cross the Berlin wall. It is also the project name of Rhys Braddock & Stuart Mills, one New Zealander and one Eng lander.

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