Free download and streams of The Sandpaper Disco ll available here:
http://cyanidecanaries.bandcamp.com/album/the-sandpaper-disco-ll

Take it to the grave
Rested on your father's chest
It got away
To grow again

On our first date
She bit my neck
She drank my blood
The blood is love

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Bloodflowers

I'm working on a new record. You can hear more of it here so far: https://badfaith.wtf/

== Lyrics

I really loved my baby
Oh, how she made me cry
Found another man in Vegas
Now she's on a midnight flight
I just want to love you baby
Didn't want to say goodbye
Will the moment that you left me, baby
Be the moment that defines my life?

What if it was a gift?
What if it was a gift?
What if it was a gift?

Father used to love me dearly
Taught me how to live and fight
How we used to laugh sincerely
How you left her all alone that night
I heard he's got a brand new family
I can't see your face in my mind
Was the moment that you left me, father
The moment that defined my life?

What if it was a gift?
What if it was a gift?
What if it was a gift?

Ryan was my inspiration
Known for his infectious smile
And just like him, I studied equations
I wanted to make you proud
You never made it home from Jamaica
I remember how you laughed so loud
Was the moment that you left me, Ryan
The moment that defined my life?

What if it was a gift?
What if it was a gift?
What if it was a gift?

What If It Was A Gift? - Khalil Stemmler

do you remember the frailest night? 
in summer september our tears were ripe 
not from our sorrows or stagnant lives 
but joy for the moment that all was right

Artwork courtesy of Rebecca Pilon

Do You Remember?

Let me tell you, my friend
People: no good
This I know
Let me tell you, my friend
No, people aren't good
Are no good

Without father time
Without an end
It's paradoxical
These battered hands
To drop the boulder down
Reset man

Let me tell you, my friend
People: no good
Well, I know
Among the evil and fools
Are children and friends
And my hands burn

Without father time
Without an end
It's paradoxical
These battered hands
To let the sky fall
Reset man

If you want to see another tomorrow
We got to work together
All of us are sending families straight to the gallows
With the way that we're living and I know
That you think the world revolves around you
And you think you know it all, bewind you
And you think you're so fucking smart too
And you think you're so fucking smart too
And you know that the world's around you
But you're killing us all

People Ain't Good

Track #2 from "Axion", released November 11th, 2013 by Cyanide Canaries.
Full EP Downloads and Streams at http://cyanidecanaries.bandcamp.com/album/axion

You walk through doors as if it's the last day of your life
Your body is shifting / "continentally" driting

For something / One thing

Sifting through our chromosomes
I'd hate to find you two alone
For something /One thing

A figure of speech is a figure of self
I'd develop all the photos of your vacation in hell
For something / One thing

Sold to the man with the darkest coat / feels like shiver dancing down my throat
A figure of speech is a figure of self
I'd develop all the photos of your vacation in hell
You walk through doors
Your body is shifting / "continentally" drifting

For something / One thing

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Drifting

I don't think you love me anymore
Lovers are to fairy tales as death is as to war
Gave it all, I gave it up
I poured out all our future in a spilling cup
I will not live on without you
Conchoidal confusion
Teenage illusion
She waits and she walks
She breathes and she talks 
But not a lot at all, she's losing
Not a lot at all, I knew this

Conchoidal

Happy Valentine's Day.
This song is a part of the Cyanide Canaries Surf-Hop/Alternative Electronic album titled "Separation Stories" and can be downloaded in its entirety at cyanidecanaries.bandcamp.com

It feels, so real. Pharmaceutical. To mend, to heal; I'm sorry I hurt you. I just.. Dont go, I don't want you to, no. Wait, I've made a huge mistake. Restate, afraid. Tomorrow's a better day. Don't go, I dont want you to, no.

The Leaving Song [Valentines Day]

"Separation Stories" is a Surf-Hop/Electronic album by Cyanide Canaries released March 29th, 2014. It can be downloaded and streamed in its entirety at http://cyanidecanaries.bandcamp.com/

Lyrics
If I could hold you, I'd never disappoint you
In time I'll be alright
Future fading, rearranging, rearrange my life without you

I am living in a cellophane house
And every time I try to speak I keep my hand on my mouth cos I'd say anything I would
I'd do anything I could
For you just to see it, but you're blind in that way 
And I wish you'd stop the bullets on its way to my braint
She is everything I do
She is everything I knew
I am nothing but a ghost now

Oh, I hope she misses me now

Have you thought of yourself today? 
You're so fucking vain.

Lovers

This is the opening track to Separation Stories. The song is comprised entirely of samples from another Cyanide Canaries song.

Full album download of "Separation Stories" at:
http://cyanidecanaries.bandcamp.com/


This is the last song from the Cyanide Canaries Surf-Hop album "Separation Stories" released March 29th. It can be downloaded and streamed in its entirety at cyanidecanaries.bandcamp.com 

-------Samples-------
The Soul Brothers - "Freedom Sounds" - Horns and keys

------Lyrics-------
I think you've done muffed up real good because I'm feeling like I need to bust your head in two
You're just a punk with a surfer look trying to get a job at the dollar store
If I see you around again I'm gonna show you a magic trick I learned with my hands: it's called the New York City shuffle (and teaching it requires a fucking body double)
I think I saw your son, I saw him shoot a businessman for talking on the phone
Control the violence / control the gain / control authority: control the pain
There's nothing like a glass of wine to wash down a night of vigilantee-ism on the town
Get home, lie in bed at 6 o clock
Thanking God that he made me rock

I am not okay, I feel so much shame living in this dirty town
It's got to come around

In time I will go out and die and not a single God-fearing man will cry
There are things that I would like to say: things that I regret that I do all day
I'll give you 50% of the 20% if you ride with me this time
Bring your guns, bring your clubs: leave anything home that you think you love
Hey, these jokers were hanging around my house and they thought it'd be cool to watch me bleed from the mouth
They took my car, they took my cash
They trashed my house, they trashed my plans
This time we are going in and we are mowing down the troubles as we see fit
I knew I could count on you
What else could love ever do?

I am not okay, I feel so much shame living in this dirty town
It's got to come around



Hometown Vigilanteens

Lyrics and music by the Dead Kennedys.

The Landlord's here to visit
They're blasting disco down below
Says "I'm doubling up the rent
Cause the building's condemned
You're gonna help me buy City Hall"

But we can, you know we can
But we can, you know we can
Let's lynch the landlord man

I tell them 'turn on the water'
I tell them 'turn on the heat'
Tells me 'All you ever do is complain'
Then they search the place when I'm not here
But we can, you know we can
Let's lynch the landlord
Let's lynch the landlord
Let's lynch the landlord man

There's rats chewing up the kitchen
Roaches up to my knees
Turn the oven on, it smells like Dachau, yeah
Til the rain pours thru the ceiling
But we can, you know we can
Let's lynch the landlord man

Lets Lynch the Landlord [Dead Kennedys Cover]

Track #7 from Cyanide Canaries release "Separation Stories", a surf-hop album available for download and stream at http://cyanidecanaries.bandcamp.com/

[Chad: I love you Norah, do you love me?
Norah: Well, I don't know Chad.
Chad: You're the only girl I've dated in two months. We get along fine, you do love me don't you?
Norah: I really don't know, I have to think about it.]

[Norah: Mom, how can I tell?... I mean, how did you know when you were in love with Dad?]

[Chad: I haven't dated any girl but Norah in two months, we're really in love.
Bob: Aww, and you were really in love with Betty and Barry and Dallas and I don't know who else. And there will be others I suppose.
Chad: Oh no, that's over with... You know Bob, Norah's the prettiest girl I've ever known. She's just as beautiful as...
Bob: Beautiful? And you think that's all that matters?]

I walk with my head down low
As I walk I don't study the faces I know anyways
We bleed of toxic tar
We spit and scar in the faces of yesterday

[Chad: Did you feel this way when you fell in love with Jean?
Bob: Aww look, I've felt that way lots of times! The problem with you is... you don't seem to understand what love is really about. You young punks go to the movies a couple of times, do a little necking and think you're in love! I've never seen anything like it.]

All of my friends are taking sympathy classes to undress the golden Fascists that are living deep within their ignorance
Sometimes I make a promise to God that I will promise to Mom that I will prove my life is happening

[Chad: Well. I don't know Bob.
Bob: That's right: you don't know. Maybe you would understand better if...say, I've got an idea! How'd you like to double date with Jean and I tomorrow night?
Chad: Why, sure Bob! That'd be swell. You sure you wouldn't mind?
Bob: Not if you let me get some sleep now. Goodnight!]

Imperfect Picture

Heather's got a gun in her purse tonight
Skaters on the run looking a fight
Cops shut the party down on Murray street
Here come the girls with no self esteem
Rehab lunatics with an itch,
Eyes rolled back, looking for a fix
Fingernail children killing on the cars
As I take shelter wading off the stars

I wanna go out I wanna live my life,
But I have to stay in I have to stay here and hide,
The villains in this town, how they have guts,
They wanna mutilate, they want to kill and cut
It's not safe to take a breath of fresh air
I'm gonna stay in, this life is so unfair

I wanna go out I wanna live my life,
But I have to stay in I have to stay here and hide

Bandcamp

Heather's Got A Gun

DEATH TO THE POLICE FORCE - EP
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NOW AVAILABLE @ cyanidecanaries.bandcamp.com
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NOISE. SURF. PUNK. ALTERNATIVE-ELECTRONIC.
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INFLUENCED BY: BECK, SONIC YOUTH, THE DEAD KENNEDYS, MASSIVE ATTACK, CRYSTAL CASTLES, UNKLE, BLACK FLAG, NIN, GORILLAZ, THE ARCTIC MONKEYS
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Samples List:

"Riot"
Honeydrippers - Impeach The President
Sonic Youth - Bull In The Heather
Sonic Youth - Karen Koltrane
Sonic Youth - Starfield Road
James Brown - Cold Sweat

Lyrics
And from this nest of mine
I'll watch this lonely sky
Peering above with all your love wrapped in a valentine
Your Save-The-Forest crew
Your hopeless Polaroid
When its all gone, I hope this plastic fills your empty void

Molotov surprise
The unbeatable high
Riot tonight
Rhetorical fight

And we will testify violence unjustified
I'm not a feminist
I'm not an anarchist
I'm just a human being sick of humans killing us


Riot

In Space

Sing it all
cos I love you
Sing it all
i love you

I'd do it again
I'll take you down to where I've been
The freaks and posh in animal skin,
The teenage wasps in Ottawa again

As long as I can see you again
See you again, I'll see you again

I live in shoebox,
6 feet under
Im in your backyard
In the bunny grave

I wanna go home now,
I wanna say something
I wanna show you how
I love you

I love you

Dig it up,
Dig it up,
Dig it up




Dig It Up

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https://cyanidecanaries.bandcamp.com/album/dig-it-up
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109 it's the time 
Hop on and go for a ride 
Bus is packed to the front 
Pushing my way to the back 
Blast off 
Here we go 
Surfing on people's bodies 
Eyes lazer beamed 
You think I don't know 

I see you staring baby 
I'm staring right back at you 

Ride along, 
Ride asphalt 
Turning, I hope I don't fall 
I seek her head in the crowd 
But she just keeps looking down 
Green eyes, purple thighs 
A single second demise 
You think that you're slick 
Jean jacket, pseudo chic 
The bus halts, final chance 
We catch another glance 
Empty out like sardines 
And then she smiles at me

Staring

Debutante is a departure from "Cyanide Canaries", the enduring surf rock / trip hop endeavor fronted by Brantford, Ontario born Khalil Stemmler. Impressed by the golden era of post-punk from the late 70's and early 80s, if one would "Watch Closely" or rather, listen- influences can be traced back to Andy Gill's stringent guitar riffs, the violent fetishism of The Birthday Party and occassional delivery of The Wolfgang Press. - Asia Ferreira

Download @ https://debutante-band.bandcamp.com/releases

Debutante

Waste

Mind Your Own

Action on the basement steps 
She took a lunge he took a left 
Sweep of the leg, the knife goes down 
Pungent slip snip, horrible sound 
Maria your body's cold 
Maria your body's cold 
He's not the man you thought you knew no 
He's not the man you were married to oh 

Shimmer, shimmer 
Shimmering babe 

Maria your body's cold 
Maria your body's cold 
Maria your body's cold 
Maria your body's cold

Shimmer

Heart To Heart Interview

Brown Eyed Girls With Black Hair Stay

Separation Stories

In An Instant

She Don't Even Know [It's actually a mac demarco song]

Download the entire album "Verify You Are A Human" here for free
http://cyanidecanaries.bandcamp.com/album/verify-you-are-a-human

Silver trophies fill my room
I'm heartened by this vacancy
I'll relocate and graduate to be a king

Recall the pain the we inflicted
The chapter of insincerity
I'd read it again, perhaps one day when our lives fold at the seams

When I'm gone will you promise me
You will forget everything about me
I've packed my bags in my mind
The flight attendant is rushing me

The terminal doors are almost closing
Your ticket so close to expiry
Your trip and fall, I hear your call
And offer to a stranger your seat

Terminal

Raw Basement Live Sessons 
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jWlarqlkUQ

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