They gave me the tour
Digging deep into Steve’s tumor
A million micro-surgeons searching in every inch
Cause cancer’s a son of a bitch
The room expanded before my eyes
Was 1/1,000,000th of my normal size
It’s like D-Day, if the beach is your brain
And the Nazi’s the throbbing pain
Cause science finally found the means to remedy our ills
It’s a great time to be alive, if you don’t look at your bills
As long as you don’t mind a little genocide inside
We’ll make those nasty buggers wish they’d die, we’ll comply
Tissue fills my fist
The parasitic wretch resists
It insists we coexist but this is one iffy pitch
I see the slime climbing up my wrist
Once we break for lunch
We form a line across the tongue
Soldiers in a war endured right under your hair
Grey matter guerilla warfare
Cause science finally found the means to remedy our ills
It’s a great time to be alive, if you don’t look at your bills
As long as you don’t mind a little genocide inside
We’ll make those nasty buggers wish they’d die, we’ll comply
credits
from Former Spine,
released October 22, 2013
Nathan Long (vocals, electric guitars)
Austin Aeschliman (bass, keyboards, electric guitars, vocals)
Dave Frey (drums)
If you’re interested in Marc’s fourth-wall-breaking, here-there-and-everywhere lyrical style, you’ll have a great time in that conversation. Stephen Carradini
Pale Spring’s first two albums come to vinyl at last, full of moody, low-lit, trip-hop inspired songs with tender, haunting vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 16, 2021