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1981
04:18
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LYRICS
1981 has left my soul in tears
The new world slowly forms, the old one disappears
I remember well, shadows by the wall
Void of sentient self - they had no care at all
Backwards we fall
1981 new slogans, same old fears
Nuclear reaper mask, the spirit of the years
I will not forget, the market took it all
Obey, consume, compete, reproduce and conform.
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LYRICS
I create, therefore I am
Neon drenched night, drunken men stumble out of sight
Nov 3-0, a Monday night
Televised news, Euro SALT and skeptic allies
Sadness without frontiers, a world too soon forlorn
Endless summers plagued by adult fears.
Reified speech, bakelite phones, technocratic hedonism, market-driven control
I close my eyes, it marches on
Pervasive movie monster whose end is yet to be told
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Albert Blochead
01:53
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LYRICS
Albert Blochead is a trendman
All his plays are now in demand
Many busy, very projects
He don’t give no advice for free
He may do some coaching sessions
How to reach a million “you-sees”
With his elevator tunic
Albert Blochead won’t ya go to hell!
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The End of History
01:31
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Instrumental
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Lugh (luɣ)
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