Track 09 from the album 'Refrigerator' - Negative Gain Productions © 2021

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Lyrics:

Take the shoes that begin at nine

Refrigerator

Bikini Death Race - Refrigerator - Nine

Nine

Track 08 from the album 'Refrigerator' - Negative Gain Productions © 2021

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Lyrics:

He's gonna meet you at the chapel
You’re gonna say that nothing happened
A different brand of human being 
A different level of deceiving
Get down on bended knee and pray
And pray

He's gonna take you to the father
It’s gonna get a little harder
A different way of begging mercy 
A dark degenerated clergy
Get down on bended knee and pray and pray

Get down on bended knee and pray and pray

Get down on bended knee and pray and pray

Dirty little secrets every fucker has a weakness
Lead them straight into temptation
How you love humiliation
Keep it out of the confession, purest form of lechery
Shit’s been going down now for at least eleven centuries!

Get down on bended knee and pray and pray

Hush

Get down on bended knee and pray and pray

Hush

Get down on bended knee and pray and pray

Hush

Get down on bended knee and pray and pray

Hush

Bikini Death Race - Refrigerator - Hush

Hush

Track 07 from the album 'Refrigerator' - Negative Gain Productions © 2021

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Lyrics:

Come and check this go inside give it a spin
Look at my fridge look at my fridge look at it
symphony white, roof lights, loving van life
Look at my fridge look at my fridge look at it

Look at my fridge look at it

I made it, top of the range
They thought that I was deranged
But take this picture window
Camping mode, non-camping mode
Recline in ivory black
At night relax and kick back
The shiny glamour package
No need to bring your baggage
Van life is savage

I break into the day I
Take myself away come
Break into the day come
And discover
I break into the day I
Take myself away come
Break into the day come
And discover

Recline in ivory black
At night relax and kick back
The shiny glamour package
No need to bring your baggage
Van life is savage

I break into the day I
Take myself away come
Break into the day come
And discover
I break into the day I
Take myself away come
Break into the day come
And discover

Come and check this go inside give it a spin
Look at my fridge look at my fridge look at it
symphony white, roof lights, loving van life
Look at my fridge look at my fridge look at it

Bikini Death Race - Refrigerator - Baggage

Baggage

Track 06 from the album 'Refrigerator' - Negative Gain Productions © 2021

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Lyrics:

I’m with my pink bike
I gotta ride it
I gotta get away where nobody can find me and when I touch it, feeling fantastic, It got thinking that this bicycle is magic shocking hot pink, rocking hot pink bubblegum, shiny white wheels, shooting stars when I’m spinning them chasing downtown, racing down, to the playground, slowing down now, gonna stop, gonna bum around 

what if this is all that I need?
what if this is all?

what if this is all that I need?
what if this is all?

what if this is all that I need?
what if this is all?

what if this is all that I need?
what if this is all?

shocking pink flowers bursting out of my bike seat, spreading like blood on the brick, smelling so sweet rocking pink blooms tumble out of my bike wheels, falling like sweets, shower down on the concrete

shocking pink flowers bursting out of my bike seat, spreading like blood on the brick, smelling so sweet rocking pink blooms tumble out of my bike wheels, falling like sweets, shower down on the concrete

what if this is all that I need?
what if this is all?

what if this is all that I need?
what if this is all?

what if this is all that I need?
what if this is all?

what if this is all that I need?
what if this is all?

Bikini Death Race - Refrigerator - Rorro

Rorro

Track 05 from the album 'Refrigerator' - Negative Gain Productions © 2021

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Lyrics:

Feels as good as it should
Swampy mud 
Feels so good in dark and lonely woods
Been in love and

Green turns to, white turns to, pink turns to
Black, day shrinks, day hollows 

Feels as good as it should
Fluffy gloves
Feels so good in wet and woeful woods
Been in love and
Feels as good as it should
Leafy lush 
Feels so good in deep and dead fall woods
Been in love and

Up from the ground
Cold as old bones
No one around
Night falls 
Circle around
Cottage of stone
Stumbled and found
Someone is home

Exotic cottage in the clearing
Night falling, disappearing
Yellow door. Go inside. What am I fearing?
Black cottage in the clearing
Night falling, disappearing
Yellow door. Go inside. What am I fearing?

Black cottage in the clearing
Night falling, disappearing
Yellow door. Go inside. What am I fearing?

Bikini Death Race - Refrigerator - Disappearing

Disappearing

Track 04 from the album 'Refrigerator' - Negative Gain Productions © 2021

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Lyrics:

Face towards the light
Can you see her? Can you?
Face towards the light
Can you see her, can you see her?

Face towards the light
Can you see her? Can you?
Face towards the light
Can you see her, can you see her?

Face towards the light
Can you see, can you see can you see her? 
Face towards the light
Can you see, can you see can you see her? 

Face towards the light
Can you see, can you see can you see her? 
Face towards the light
Can you see, can you see can you see her?

Bikini Death Race - Refrigerator - Her

Track 03 from the album 'Refrigerator' - Negative Gain Productions © 2021

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Lyrics:

Terminitram I’m waiting hours just to ride you
Who is that again it looks like someone that I once knew
Pinging out stops up to the top of Casilina
Shuffle to the back and hope it stops I’m getting off here
So many souls going home and going nowhere

Taken by aliens, he said it was a nightmare
Taken by aliens, he said

Terminitram, you’re holding stories that we can’t know
Terminitram, I’m waiting hours just to get home
Terminitram, you’re holding stories that we can’t know
Terminitram, I’m waiting hours just to get home

Look, how faces grow old. From going on home
To places we know. To waiting alone…
How faces grow old. From going on home
To places we know. To waiting alone…

Terminitram, you’re holding stories that we can’t know
Terminitram, I’m waiting hours just to get home
Terminitram, you’re holding stories that we can’t know
Terminitram, I’m waiting hours just to get home

Look, how faces grow old. From going on home
To places we know. To waiting alone…
How faces grow old. From going on home
To places we know. To waiting alone…

Taken by aliens, he said it was a nightmare
Taken by aliens, he said

Taken by aliens, he said it was a nightmare
Taken by aliens, he said

Bikini Death Race - Refrigerator - Terminitram

Terminitram

Track 02 from the album 'Refrigerator' - Negative Gain Productions © 2021

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Official Videoclip: https://youtu.be/HWm_eNuWu1s

Lyrics:

I was outside, losing my mind, love grind….and it felt sublime
I was in shock, I was confined, now I’m….
Partner in crime
I was outside, losing my mind, love grind….and it felt sublime
I was in shock, I was confined, now I’m….
Partner in crime
From the bedroom
For the first time
On the frontlines
I was in shock, losing my mind, love grind

Why? Why?
My oh my
Why? Why?
My oh my
Why? Why?
My oh my
Why? Why?
My oh my

I was outside, losing my mind, love grind….and it felt sublime
I was in shock, I was confined, now I’m….
Partner in crime
From the bedroom
For the first time
On the frontlines
I was in shock, losing my mind, love grind

Why? Why?
My oh my
Why? Why?
My oh my
Why? Why?
My oh my
Why? Why?
My oh my

Bikini Death Race - Refrigerator - Frontlines

Frontlines

Track 01 from the album 'Refrigerator' - Negative Gain Productions © 2021

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Lyrics:

Come here, and crack these eggs into a plastic jug 
Beat hard, then add some pepper and then beat me up 
Hand slaps, across my face and on the countertop 
and bottom whips with bacon strips and turn the dirty hot plate up
 
Blind fold, but sounds of grinding knives and running water 
Tie me, but do it nicely (to the popcorn popper) 
Smack me, then toss the pasta in the biggest pot 
Add salt, and grate the cheese into a custard cup
 
Beat hard, then add some pepper and then beat me up
and bottom whips with bacon strips and turn the dirty hot plate up
Tie me, but do it nicely (to the popcorn popper)
Add salt, and grate the cheese into a custard cup

What if you’re the kitchen dominator?
Lord of torture and food phenomenon
Press me up to my refrigerator
Don’t go home until all the pots are done

What if you’re the kitchen dominator?
Lord of torture and food phenomenon
Press me up to my refrigerator
  
Come here, and crack these eggs into a plastic jug
Beat hard, then add some pepper and then beat me up
Hand slaps, across my face and on the countertop
and bottom whips with bacon strips and turn the dirty the hot plate up
 
Blind fold but sounds of grinding knives and running water
Tie me, but do it nicely (to the popcorn popper)
Smack me, then toss the pasta in the biggest pot
Add salt, and grate the cheese into a custard cup
 
Beat hard, then add some pepper and then beat me up
and bottom whips with bacon strips and turn the dirty hot plate up
Tie me, but do it nicely (to the popcorn popper)
Add salt, and grate the cheese into a custard cup

What if you’re the kitchen dominator?
Lord of torture and food phenomenon
Press me up to my refrigerator
Don’t go home until all the pots are done

What if you’re the kitchen dominator?
Lord of torture and food phenomenon
Press me up to my refrigerator

Come here, and plunge the knife into the chicken breast
Cut deep, and sprinkle seasoning and lemon zest
Pan slaps, across my legs and on the oven hob
and making marks with knives and forks you’re really doing quite a job
 
Blind fold, but sounds of whipping cream and cookie cutters
Tie me, but do it tightly to the pantry shutters
Choke me, by pulling harder on my tablecloth
Let’s eat, but put your clothes back on it turns me off

Bikini Death Race - Refrigerator - Refrigerator

Track 07 from the album 'Party Animals' - 2018

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Lyrics:

When you speak it's like nails down a blackboard 
Did you know that your breath makes me cry? 
Put your hand up again to dismiss me 
Off you go now, just fuck off and die 
Look at yourself, so dull, so useless 
Liar and thief in do-gooder disguise 
Rattle on about visions and missions 
Spouting out shit that you fully plagiarized 
Look at me I'm so fucking bohemian 
My kids never watched TV all their lives 
Look inside at the senseless stupidity 
Fuck me, I'm so uninspired 

Can't you see I've got shit loads of work on? 
Micromanage within an inch of your life 
Come again with your 'no fucking problem' 
And I might top myself this time 
Look at me, I’m so humanitarian 
Only backstab and shit on my peers 
Look around at this senseless stupidity 
Piss on all of you to boost my career 
The way you pat my knee is far too distracting 
How come I turn around and you’re in my way? 
I know it turns you on, the pain you’re exacting 
Who are you really? you’ve got nothing to say 

Fuck off and die, go shit and vomit you live a lie (repeat) 

What a place, what a shameful atrocity 
Thick as pig shit, eternal monotony 
A cold shaft when you come stand behind me 
Why d'you do that? it’s so impolite 
When you speak it's like nails down a blackboard 
Did you know that your breath makes me cry? 
Put your hand up again to dismiss me 
Off you go now, just fuck off and die 

Fuck off and die

Party Animals

Fuck Off And Die

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Track 01 from the album 'Party Animals' - 2018

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Lyrics:

Pretty little maiden, fair and fashion eager 
Wearing shutter shades and sporting wedge sneakers 
Met a bonny boy in drop pants and crocks 
Took him down the city road to meet a pretty fox 
The pretty fox growled when it saw the bonny boy 
Probably disturbed by his scary fashion choice 
Out came Georgie Porgie and the maiden ran away then 
the three wrestled on through the night and through the day 
The clock struck 12, and the clouds filled overhead 
Out came a boy in a crystal studded belt 
A dame in a bubble jacket whipped out her chopper 
Chip chop, chip chop, the last one is dead 

Chip chop chip chop, up went the chopper 
Chopper chopper, shocker shocker 

Chip chop chip chop, up went the chopper 
Chopper chopper, shocker shocker 

Chip chop chip chop, up went the chopper 
Chopper chopper shocker shocker 

Chip chop chip chop, up went the chopper 
Chopper chopper chopper chopper 
Shocker shocker shocker shocker 

Happy Lady Lockhart dressed in Sunday best 
Oversized jumpsuit and showing off her breasts 
Ran into a Duke wearing pastel head to toe 
Everywhere the Duke went, the lady had to go 
The lady took the Duke to a pub along the river 
And there the two dined on quails eggs and livers 
In walked the bubble dame and caught the two together 
Out came the chopper and the crowd squealed in pleasure 

Chip chop chip chop, up went the chopper 
Chopper chopper, shocker shocker 

Chip chop chip chop, up went the chopper 
Chopper chopper, shocker shocker 

Chip chop chip chop, up went the chopper 
Chopper chopper, shocker shocker 

Chip chop chip chop, up went the chopper 
Chopper chopper chopper chopper 
Shocker shocker shocker shocker 

The moral of this story is a lesson to remember 
Some fashions die, they ain't meant to last forever 
Wind pants and girls jeans don't look good on men 
And a cold-shoulder top ain't a girl’s best friend 
If you're going down the city road you'd better take care 
Cos' the bubble jacket dame just might catch you unawares 

Chip chop chop chop up above your heads 
Chip chop chop chop, the last one is dead

Celestico

Electronic-Synth-Punk trio from Roma and Manchester.
A Dadaist slant with a pinch of absurdity. Bikini Death Race are a panda on bass, a cat singing and a curious fella in a crash helmet accompanying them at the machines.
Their second album ‘Refrigerator’ releases 17 September 2021 on Negative Gain.

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