The Buried Dancers
by Black Market Crash
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The Buried Dancers
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credits
released 07 March 2012
Recorded, mixed and mastered at 1936 studio by Lam Son Nguyen and Antonin Chardonnereau in october 2011
Tim: Vocals, Guitars
Cédric: Drums, Bass, Backing vocals
Conor: Backing vocals
Recorded, mixed and mastered at 1936 studio by Lam Son Nguyen and Antonin Chardonnereau in october 2011
Tim: Vocals, Guitars
Cédric: Drums, Bass, Backing vocals
Conor: Backing vocals
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- Track Name: Ozzie Rabbit's Bleak Journey
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FROM ORPHANAGES TO ASYLUMS AND THE MARINE CORPS
WHAT A BLEAK JOURNEY FOR TROUBLED OZZIE RABBIT...
WHAT MADE A FRAGILE, ANXIOUS FOSTER KID
TURN INTO A COLD WAR, LETHAL ONE MAN ARMY?
FIRST SHOT... KENNEDY
SAME SHOT? CONNALLY
2ND... KILLED KENNEDY,
THE SUPERPOWER BEHEADED...
WHAT DULLES COULDN'T GET
WHAT MOONEY COULDN'T GET
WITH JUST TWO BULLETS AND A RIFLE ??
WHAT KHRUSHCHEV COULDN'T GET
WHAT JOHNSON COULDN'T GET...
WITH JUST THREE BULLETS AND A RIFLE ?
FROM NEW ORLEANS TO MOSCOW AND A DALLAS LIBRARY,
WHAT AN ODD JOURNEY FOR A LONELY, WANDERING, TROUBLED MAN...
WAS HE A FALL GUY, TRAPPED IN A COVERT SCHEME?
OR A CRUSADER AT WAR WITH AN EVIL EMPIRE?
FIRST SHOT, FOR VIETNAM?
OR FIRST SHOT, FOR NORMA JEAN?
2ND... KILLED KENNEDY,
Mr. PRESIDENT'S DEAD... - Track Name: The Buried Dancers
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SHOVELLED DIRT BENEATH OUR FEET
WE HEARD THE TRUMPETS AND MADE IT HERE
WE ‘RE GONNA DIG UNTIL WE MEET’EM
DOOMSDAY COSTUMES AND BLACK HATS
WE SALUTE THE MAGGOTS AND THE RATS
LET’S HOLD HANDS AND DANCE, THE DANCE OF DEATH...
LET’S JOIN THE BURIED DANCERS
COME JOIN THE BURIED DANCERS
COME JOIN THE BURIED DANCERS
AND DANCE OUR LIVES AWAY...
THERE’S NO COMING BACK, NO
THERE’S NO COMING BACK
THERE’S NO COMING BACK
LET’S HOLD HANDS AND DANCE...
LET’S MEET THE WRETCHED AND THE DAMNED
LET’S DRINK AND SING WITH THE UNDEAD
THE SKELETONS PLAY AT AN UPBEAT PACE
BURNING WITCHES AND HERETICS DANCE
I JOIN THE CIRCLE AND GIVE MY HAND
TO A SCOURGED AND BLEEDING MAN, WITH A CROWN OF THORNS...
BLACK ANGELS HAVE DESCENDED
WITH THE FIRST DROPS OF THE CLEANSING RAIN
LET'S DANCE AS IT WASHES ALL AWAY…
LET’S SING AND CELEBRATE
IN THE FINAL FLOODING RAIN
LET'S PARTY AS IT WASHES ALL AWAY… - Track Name: Cold War Paranoid Delusions
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RABID RATS AND BIO WEAPONS SPREADING AROUND
WHERE DO THEY COME FROM ?
WHERE DO WE GO NOW ?
SOVIET SAUCERS ON THE RADAR A-BOMB RAIDS...
WHERE DO WE GO NOW ?
CAN’T RELY ON UNITED NATIONS
LET ‘S CALL UNCLE SAM...
WHERE DO WE GO NOW ?
WHERE DO WE GO ?
HEARD THE PLANES GONNA LEAVE THE BASE...
ENOLA GAY ??
WHERE DO WE GO NOW ?
WHERE DO WE GO NOW ?
ELVIS AND RICHARD NIXON
HAVE BARRICADED THE WHITE HOUSE...
JEFF TRENT AND RONALD REAGAN
HAVE BARRICADED THE WHITE HOUSE... - Track Name: Another Kind (Carrying On)
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I’M THE SAME OLD FELLA JUST WITH DIFFERENT HAIR
CUZ TIME HASN’T BEEN THAT KIND
SOME KIND OF LUCKY SOME KIND OF CURSED
BUT I TOP IT WITH A SMILE
FROM THE THIRTIETH FLOOR YOU CAN SEE A LITTLE BETTER
WELL, JUST ENOUGH TO SPOT
THAT HIDDEN PLACE CALLED "PEACE OF MIND", STILL HELLA HELLA FAR...
DID YOU LEARN YOUR LESSONS BY READIN’ BOOKS ?
DID YOU LEARN YOUR LESSONS FALLING DOWN ?
NEVER LEARN THAT MUCH FROM ANY BOOK...
JUST CARRYING ON...
THEY ALL SAY I SHOULD GIVE UP THOSE DREAMS
MOVE ON, GET A BETTER JOB
THEY ALL SAY I SHOULD MOVE AND AND GET
A LIFE OF ANOTHER KIND
ANOTHER KIND...
I HEAR THAT SAME OLD SOUND OF A DISSENTING VOICE
DROWNED IN A SEA OF DEAFENING WRONGS...
SOME KIND OF WORN OUT, SOME KIND OF BROKEN
BUT NO LESS VIRTUOUS AND TRUE...
FROM MY THIRTIETH FLOOR I CAN SEE THEY ARE APPROACHING
FIT AND READY TO FIGHT
NINETY NINE ?? A MILLION AND ONE ??
IT’S NOT A PROBLEM
I’LL TAKE’ EM ALL ON !
DID YOU LEARN YOUR LESSONS READIN’ BOOKS ?
DID YOU LEARN YOUR LESSONS FALLING DOWN ?
JUST CARRYING ON
DID YOU LEARN YOUR LESSONS BY READING BOOKS ?
DID YOU LEARN YOUR LESSONS FALLING DOWN ?
NEVER LEARNED THAT MUCH FROM ANY BOOK
NEVER LEARNED THAT MUCH FROM ANY BOOK
JUST CARRYING ON - Track Name: What Do You Mean Exactly By "Fuck Off And Die!" ?
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AIN’T IT FUNNY TO MEET AGAIN HERE
WITH CHAMPAGNE GLASSES IN OUR HANDS
AND OUR PECULIAR RIGID SMILES ?
YOU DON’T SAY NOTHING BUT INSIDE YOU’RE SCREAMING
YOU’RE READY TO SLASH MY FACE, CUT MY THROAT AND SEND ME TO HELL...
THAT’S THE TASTE OF LOVE WHEN LOVE’S BEEN LED TO WASTE, LED TO WASTE !
SO CUT MY THROAT AND SEND ME TO HELL...
THREE YEARS AIN’T IT FUCKING LONG, NO ??
WELL LET ME TELL YOU IT WAS FOR ME...
WHEN SELF TORMENTING IS A HABIT...
I DON’T SAY NOTHING BUT INSIDE I’M SCREAMING
CAUSE YOU BROKE MY HEART AND RUINED OUR LOVE
NOW PLEASE JUST SEND ME TO HELL...
CUT MY HEAD OFF AND SEND ME BACK TO HELL
THEN THROW IT AWAY, THROW IT AWAY, THROW IT AWAY...
YOU RUINED OUR LOVE AND SENT ME BACK TO HELL
LED TO WASTE, LED TO WASTE, LED TO WASTE... - Track Name: Ask A Pawn If It Likes Chess
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SURE, TIME‘S A GREAT PAIN DEADENER AND
I LOOK BACK WITH SO FEW REGRETS
ALL WOUNDS SEEM HEALED NOW
GRIEF HAS BECOME SUCH AN UNFAMILIAR STATE...
NO VENGEFUL FEELINGS, NO BITTER THOUGHTS,
JUST ONE SMALL QUESTION INSIDE MY HEAD, DID YOU REALLY
GET YOUR KICKS BY PUTTING ME THROUGH HELL ?
WAS IT ALL ABOUT HURTING?
WAS IT ALL A WICKED HURTING GAME?
A HEART OF MARBLE, A MIND OF STEEL
CHESS MASTER GIRL, EVIL WHITE QUEEN
SCHEMING WAYS AND NO REMORSE...
CLUELESS PAWNS WAIT IN LINE TO BE BEHEADED
SOME VENGEFUL FEELINGS, SOME BITTER THOUGHTS
AND JUST ONE SHURE THING INSIDE MY HEAD: THAT YOU REALLY
GOT YOUR KICKS MAKING ME HATE MYSELF...
WAS IT ALL ABOUT HURTING?
WAS IT ALL AN EVIL HURTING GAME?
I KNOW I’M SAFE FROM YOU NOW
I KNOW I’M SAFE FROM YOU NOW
I KNOW I’M SAFE FROM YOU
TIME HAS TURNED ON THE MIND GRINDER AGAIN
AND RELEASED THE GHOSTS OF THE FUCKED UP PAST
HUNTING SEASON IN A HAUNTED MIND
PEACE HAS BECOME SUCH AN UNFAMILIAR STATE...
A DYSPHORIC FEELING AND SOMBER THOUGHTS
AND ONCE AGAIN, THAT SAME QUESTION INSIDE MY HEAD
DO YOU STILL GET YOU KICKS PUTTING THEM THROUGH HELL ?
WAS IT ALL ABOUT HURTING?
WAS IT ALL AN EVIL HURTING GAME?
I THINK I’M SAFE FROM YOU NOW
I THINK I’M SAFE FROM YOU NOW
I THINK I’M SAFE FROM YOU NOW...
WAS IT ALL ABOUT HURTING?
WAS IT ALL AN EVIL HURTING GAME?
I THOUGHT I WAS SAFE FROM YOU NOW
I THOUGHT I WAS SAFE FROM YOU NOW
I THOUGHT I WAS SAFE FROM YOU...
