Words From The Exit Wound

Lyrics & music : shane embury

It's a straight and narrow path
Or is it fate which takes our hand ?
Play the game, praise the man that fakes the masterplan ;
Take the rough with the smooth.
Whose loss do we loose ?
What else could we disprove ?
Who shapes the abuse ?

You prostitute integrity and blindly steal identity.

Buy it out and watch it die ;
Fashion talks, the bullshit flies.
Bite your tongue and breath a sight ;
Take the fall or take the climb.
Streamlined and new improved,
A nation sadly out of tune.
Is it just old-fashioned - creation with a passion ?

Just an observation of a machine generation.

Push this.

The same old song.

Is the message lost in this - that's not politics ?
There's a rhyme to this reason :
They're one and the same.
Take the heart they've broke
And the money they've choke ;
You're left with no answer
To this industry chancer.

Just an observation of a machine generation.

Push this.

The same old song.

Lyrics : barney greenway / music : j. pintado, s. embury, m. harris

I'm impervious,
This subservience demeans a mental gait.

It' insensible,
´ just be digestible and tether down that rage ª.

No ignoramus (or) sufferer for art.
Big windows smudged so play a part !

Since when did we discard perception as the years went flashing by ?
Will characterless enigmas brake the degenerative slide?

Not in deep for a dress to impress,
Won't go tired on vast space to defend.
Not in deep for a dress to impress,
Won't go tired on vast space to defend.

If maturity wipes the slate carefree,
Keep me infantile.
Major humane drop to the comfort zone.
Smooth earth now to ride.

Hereafter believable - legitimate.
A model of transparency - freeze up my gaps.

Since when did we discard perception as the years went flashing by ?
Will characterless enigmas brake the degenerative slide?

Self-harming on the climb to my box.
The cancer's not eating -
Others holes it has clogged.

Time is a climb
Dragging your chains,
One-way parade.

Glued to the rail,
Fixed on a tail.
Side-step barred.

Jump with no push,
Not to devoid void
But aching places.

Lyrics : barney greenway / music : shane embury

Waylaid by the hand that leads.
Scale the heights of intimacy.
Forewarned, unarmed,
One intoxicating whiff and you're snared.

Dose up to delirium,
Cross circles of death for the good,
Deflect (all) contests.
One intoxicating whiff and you're snared.

Mock me - i'm convulsing.
I'm clutching at barbs.
Crass pity goes the deepest,
It magnifies the dross.

A grip enforced - barely healing.
I'm clutching at barbs.
Leave me to snatch and paw
Then lick my wounds.

Struggle spent, i concede defeat.
Swing for scumbags
Who heaved the leash.
Soft hands, sweet chance,
One intoxicating whiff and i'm snared !

Lyrics : barney greenway / music : shane embury

Shaped thus, shipped'em out
A new deal to flog and flout.
Buried up to the neck in socio-aggregate ;
Twist an arm and drag it back.

Infiltraitor reclaims the rhetoric.
Infiltraitor turns the kindness milk.
Infiltraitors !

A now and later policy
Suits privileged contingency.
A now and later policy
Crowns privileged contingency.

Firmly entrenched, flip the cards.
Buy it up and starve it under
Cultivating on the middle thatch
All withers through the barren patch.

High-flying,
Market the proles - the ornemental and quaint.
Lower-stooping,
Disbanding in union.
Spine snaps on the make.

Throwing stances,
Juggling a standpoint so it won't offend.
Tailored muses ;
Sharp, econo-friendly.
Spine snaps on the make.

Lyrics : shane embury / music : shane embury

Fall in line - a race to sacrifice
Blood red highs - select and televise

Fall in line - a race to sacrifice
Blood red highs - detract desensitize

Draining my lack of perception,
Feeding the strength of remorse,
Accepting these mute aggressions
For seeing the truth once more.

No one is listening.

Pushing connection to failure,
Defacing our strength of worth.
No loyalty here for the twisted.
No saviour for the perverse.

This season treason.

Come so far just to go back,
To escape the rats - the potential craving lunacy.

Conducting reaction in fractions.
Judgements collective inapt ;
Addiction for this, the solution :
Devouring depraved take the axe.

Lyrics : barney greenway / music : shane embury

´ murderers ! ª stoop up the cry.
Stoop much lower than thou.
Flush out militant vermin,
Revenge won't stain (your) virginal gowns.

Ulterior exterior bucks your state, it's inferior.
Ulterior exterior - justice-minded from afar.

Counteract, tit-for-tat.
Your loyals taking scalps
Are the mercy men hammering entitlements to your mast.

Ulterior exterior arms appeal with your name on.
Ulterior exterior - dictum-vying from afar.

White knuckles quash your simple human touch.
Revolution's children are but a madmen's larvae
...to be squashed !