Thought it was caviar
Seems more like Campbell's canned soup
The kind you may find for sale five dollars the dozen
Or on a dozen pop paintings worth five millions each
And God save the queen 'cause sacrifice was in the air that night...
As they came and took her, as they put her in chains,
As the soul of all souls was replaced by machines
There is plently of that sweet stuff coming from the factory
So let's all glorify disposable god industry
So stuff your throat, don't try to breathe and
Buzz in tune, buzz in tune
Buzz in tune, buzz in tune
Cheap liquid gold pumped in the pipes
bittersweet taste itch at my throat
the radios blast with buzzing sound
so buzz in tune just buzz in tune
All the braindead junkies now!
Buzz in tune buzz in tune
As the engines started growling
And the gears began to move
It's an onstage prostitution
We're selling our soul for noise pollution
It's an onstage prostitution
They sold her soul for mass production
It's an onstage prostitution
The cheaper the better is our solution
It's an onstage prostitution
We sold her soul
She is bound, she now stands in chains
She is cuffed to the gears and forced with production
An eternal repetition of the same old action
A betrayal of her nature and a seed of destruction
It's an onstage prostitution
My head is stuffed with honey / My ears are full of buzz
Meal and entertainment / Is all I need from life
My ears are dripping honey / but more is pumped in me
My eyes cry golden, sticky tears / Come buzz in tune with me
The debut LP from psych-doom group Inanimus features dungeon synth artist Elyvilion and blends crushing riffs with big atmospherics. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 4, 2022