Recorded at Blue Whale Recordings. Recorded and mixed by Emilio Amarú, mastered by Facu Gonzales

Lyrics:
Romans considered musicians as the artisans of sound
Sometimes it sure seems history sings the same songs round and round
Yes, my dress is new but it’s the same old dance
A modern echo of the past
Our time is now
Let’s enjoy while it lasts

Can you hear it calling?
Beckoning to you from somewhere deep inside
It’s called rhythm darling
I bet even cavemen boogied by the fire

Know our muses will never tire from all this poetry
Because love has as many faces as there are hearts that beat
Yes my voice is new but it’s the same old song
Another hymn to Venus and Mars
What better than to sing for an audience of stars?

Can you hear it calling?
Beckoning to you from somewhere deep inside
It’s called rhythm darling
I bet even cavemen boogied by the fire

Cavemen

Written and arranged by Alien Grace
Recorded and mixed by Emilio Amarú at Blue Whale Studios
Mastered by Ramon Esteve

Drums: Andrius Mamontovas
Guitar: Dan Ganado
Bass: Viktor Velinov
Keys: Elias O. Graversen
Vocals: Elias O. Graversen, Embla Hällgren, Brita Urstad Toft
Saxophone: Mark Harrison

Lyrics:
There’s always someone getting payed
to find a new witch for the stake
I hope it’s never you

And mama says it’s getting late
But how a flame can fascinate
and now I’m watching too

As all of these words they keep spitting
are bricks in the walls they’re rebuilding for me and you
and no one asked them to, but they do it like it’s new

Well it’s we, who choose to let them win or lose
The world’s an ugly place so what’s the news?

Here they come again, saying
“We’ve never been better”
“We’ve never been better”
We’ve never been better than who?

MEDCs keep on dreaming
But stir in your sleep at the thought that the Chinese want cars too
‘cause the NICs will cost you a little of your fresh air
A little of your Empire
And here they come again, saying
“We’ve never been better”
“We’ve never been better”
“We’ve never been better” but who are we?

I think I’m moving to Bolivia
Watch the sea swallow the world from a mountain top (x4)
Watch the sea swallow the world from a mountain top

We've Never Been Better

Lyrics:

Flowers that bloom in July
bask in the sun and don’t believe in winters they haven’t seen.
They only dwell in topsoil,
so how should they know when Voltaire is turning in his grave

They like to hear their pathos
echo through cyberspace until it drowns the counterclaims
But they have to face their shadows,
see how they stand as foils (as a contrast) to the brightness of our days
the brightness of our days
But we clog our ears and bar what was uncaged

Oh when the desperate sound in the roar of a crowd
made the world see that they too deserve to

have a voice and speak their minds,
to have a voice and speak their minds,
to have a voice and speak their minds
but it’s over as soon as we forget

We who are born with freedom can easily forget how new and fragile it is
So now we use our right to speak, to holler against democracy mocking all who died while believing in the

Desperate sound in the roar of a crowd
Do we still see that we all deserve to
have a voice and speak our minds?
to have a voice and speak our minds
You have a voice so use your minds
because it’s over as soon as we forget

You have a voice so use your mind

Oh and the desperate sound in the roar of a crowd
do we still see that we all deserve to
have a voice and speak our minds,
to have a voice and speak our minds,
you have a voice so use your mind
‘cause it’s over as soon as we forget


Credits:
Embla Hällgren - vocals
Elias Olivera Graversen - vocals
Brita Urstad Toft - vocals
Andrius Mamontovas - drums
Dan Ganado - guitars
Viktor Velinov - Bass

Emilio Amarú - co-production, mixing
Etienne Pelosoff - Mastering

Voice

Sweet voice, ruffled hair
Suddenly you were just there
How are you so into me
when I am still uneasy?

Now you text me all throughout my holiday
But I can’t help feel you’re a dream

How I go crazy trying to keep the midnight oil from burning
How I go crazy trying to rationalize what my heart desires
But when we meet again, in his embrace all my fears and doubts disappear
The way shadows do at dawn


Got me a head like a washing machine
But no thought ever comes out clean
Just spins and rumbles through the night
Won’t stop till you’re here by my side


How I go crazy trying to keep the midnight oil from burning
How I go crazy trying to rationalize what my heart desires
But when we meet again, in his embrace all my fears and doubts disappear
The way shadows do at dawn
Oh, the way shadows do at dawn
credits

Embla Hällgren - vocals
Elias Olivera Graversen - vocals, piano
Brita Urstad Toft - vocals
Andrius Mamontovas - drums
Dan Ganado - guitars
Viktor Velinov - Bass

Emilio Amarú - co-production, mixing
Etienne Pelosoff - Mastering

Midnight Oil

Emilio Amarú: co-producing and mixing 🎚🎙
Etienne Pelosoff: mastering 📀
Ddirtyharryy: artwork 🎨

Lyrics:

Baren bulb cast your pallid light 
on my bed on these faceless walls that keep me dry
I'm told they're much older than I 
Yes I'm told they withstood a war
Here there's no trouble keeping warm
Sometimes the air can get so still
I open windows for the silence to be filled

Because it feels like I'm living in the calm before a storm
In the calm before a storm
Oh it feels like I'm living in the calm before a storm
In the calm before a storm

Mother moon with your pearly eye
Must you bear to see all that we let loose at night
All the blood that darkness hides

You see mendicants paying alms
To the merchants who scrape their palms
We just live behind our walls, but the day might come when all of this will fall

Because it feels like we’re living in the calm before a storm
In the calm before a storm
Oh it feels like we’re living in the calm before a storm
In the calm before a storm

Calm Before The Storm

Reprise (Intro)

Hiding

Yabada (Remastered)

Cavemen (Remastered)

We've Never Been Better (Remastered)

Someone call the fire brigades
People, people make way
Burning monk in Saigon
Airman Aaron

Green black white vermilion
Here we come in millions
Hard to fathom all of the names
Your talons are out, you bird of prey!

We saw the sparks rise up and disappear
Like dying stars
We heard the thunder near
We heard it as it echoed

Fill the streets of every city let the leeches know
We’re not one creed, we’re every color of the rainbow
We’re the people shouting stop, you pyromaniacs!
CEASEFIRE!

Tread the copper cobble stones
Forget the Nama and Herero stolen bones
Carte blanche ‘cause you know best
Iris Hefetz, you’re under arrest!

Children wonder looking up
Will it be parachuted crumbs or the bombs that will drop?
Bundesadler, best believe
Genocide is clear to see!

From the Jordan to the Spree
From Alex to KDW

Alien Grace

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