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the nu metal gothic folk style of MANDELBAUM explores the Smashing Pumpkins 1994 alt-rock classic "Disarm"... examining the concept of transgenerational trauma - the passing of bad traits and habits from one generation to the next
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LYRICS:

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Disarm you with a smile

And cut you like you want me to

Cut that little child

Inside of me and such a part of you



Oh, the years burn

Oh, years burn



I used to be a little boy

So old in my shoes

And what I choose is my choice

What′s a boy supposed to do?

The killer in me is the killer in you

My love

I send this smile over to you



Disarm you with a smile

And leave you like they left me here

To wither in denial

The bitterness of one who's left alone



Oh, the years burn

Oh, the years burn

Burn, burn



I used to be a little boy

So old in my shoes

What I choose is my voice

What′s a boy supposed to do?

The killer in me is the killer in you

My love

I send this smile over to you



The killer in me is the killer in you

Send this smile over to you

The killer in me is the killer in you

Send this smile over to you

The killer in me is the killer in you

Send this smile over to you

Send this smile over to you

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KILLER IN ME | ALT ROCK VERSION | 'DISARM'

Vatican City's only dance band, CARDINAL SIN!, answers the question... "Can churchgoing and partying coexist?"

LYRICS:
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LUX! 
IN TENEBRIS!  
VENI 
ET SALTA!  

Light in the darkness 
Come with us and dance

Under golden domes
The night comes alive  
Marble saints watching 
As the spotlights arrive  
Candles flicker
Shadows align  
Blessed be this holy
Holy skyline

We raise our hands 
Like cathedral spires  
Feel the bass lift us higher
We’re on fire  

Sacred and electric
It’s the same desire  
In the name of love
We’re a Eurovision choir

B-A-S-I-L-I-C-A!  
Even though we’re holy (holy!)  
We still like to dance and sing  
Hell...
We’ll do most anything  

B-A-S-I-L-I-C-A!  
Blessed in the rhythm
Saints in the sway  
Even though we’re holy (holy!)  
We still feel the music play

Silver necklaces swinging to the beat  
Incense mixing with the crowd’s heartbeat  
Hymns and dance-pop music side by side  
Faith and fever can both collide

We raise our hands 
Like cathedral spires  
Feel the bass lift us higher
We’re on fire  
Sacred and electric
It’s the same desire  
In the name of love
We’re a Eurovision choir
 
B-A-S-I-L-I-C-A!  
Even though we’re holy (holy!)  
We still like to dance and sing  
Hell...
We’ll do most anything  

B-A-S-I-L-I-C-A!  
Blessed in the rhythm
Saints in the sway  
Even though we’re holy (holy!)  
We still feel the music play

Kyrie eleison… (Turn the lights on)  
Gloria in excelsis… (We can’t help this)  
Sanctus, sanctus… (We just want to move)  
This beat is the prayer
This floor is the proof

B-A-S-I-L-I-C-A!  
Even though we’re holy (holy!)
We still like to dance and sing  
Hell...
We’ll do most anything  

B-A-S-I-L-I-C-A!  
Blessed in the rhythm
Saints in the sway  
Even though we’re holy (holy!)  
We still feel the music play

B-A-S-I-L-I-C-A…  
In light, in love, in dance… amen.  
Amen, amen, amen  
AMEN!

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FAITH & FEVER (feat. Vatican City's CARDINAL SIN!)

LYRICS:
Pressure…  
Fire…  
Crust…  
Core…  

Never gonna make it…  

I drill through the silence,  
Shadows under stone,  
Every mile is breaking,  
I’m deeper, still alone.  

I'd be vaporized, polarized,  
Surprised in front of your eyes—  
Buried in obsession,  
A truth I can’t deny.  

Sixty-mile crust, 
Mantle thirty times more,  
Gravity screaming, 
Don’t open that door.  
The deeper I go, 
The less I survive—  
Why chase tomorrow 
When today’s still alive?  

I’m the Tunneling Earthman,  
Breaking under the stone,  
Digging down forever 
But I’ll never belong.  
Heat like the sun, 
Steel into dust,  
Why fight the impossible—  
When the surface is enough?  

Diamonds turn to ashes,  
Iron rains inside,  
The center is a furnace,  
No human can survive.  

Pressure on my spirit,  
Caved in by design,  
Even Earth says “return now,”  
Your place is in the sky.  

Sixty-mile crust, 
Mantle thirty times more,  
Gravity screaming, 
Don’t open that door.  
The deeper I go, 
The less I survive—  
Why chase tomorrow 
When today’s still alive?

I’m the Tunneling Earthman,  
Breaking under the stone,  
Digging down forever 
But I’ll never belong.  
Heat like the sun, 
Steel into dust,  
Why fight the impossible—  
When the surface is enough?  

Pressure! Fire! 
Pressure! Fire!  
Closer—higher
Closer—higher

So why not love-
This surface life?  

I’m the Tunneling Earthman,  
Breaking under the stone,  
Digging down forever 
But I’ll never belong.  

Why chase the impossible? 
What are we fighting for?  
When love on the surface  
Means I’m already more.  

I’m the Tunneling Earthman  
Crushed before the core  
Digging down forever 
But I’ll never explore
Why bury my heartbeat 
In a fire I can’t survive?  

When the light of the Earth 
Keeps me alive

Pressure… fire…  
Pressure… fire…  
A'live... A'live

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Tunneling Earthman

No foe can hide - No coward escapes -
He swings my pipes - His fury takes shape... For he is wee mighty KILTY, Scotland's rage unleashed
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LYRICS:
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From the hills of mist-
I leap… KILTY!

I stalk the glens with fire in my eyes,
Red hair blazing under stormy skies.
My bagpipe screams, my wrath untamed,
For every insult, every shame.

K-I-L-T-Y! 
Kilty! Kilty!
Bring the fire, bring the fight!
K-I-L-T-Y! 
Kilty! Kilty!
Smash them all with your might!

No foe can hide, no coward escape,
I swing my pipes, my fury takes shape.
A whirlwind of tartan, a gale of green,
The fiercest bagpipe you’ve ever seen!

K-I-L-T-Y! 
Kilty! Kilty!
Bring the fire, bring the fight!
K-I-L-T-Y! 
Kilty! Kilty!
Smash them all with your might!

I think of Wallace, brave and true,
Who’d fight for freedom, as I do too.
No mission broken, no heart will yield,
Kilty’s wrath is Scotland’s shield.

K-I-L-T-Y! 
Kilty! Kilty!
Feel the storm, hear the scream!
K-I-L-T-Y! 
Kilty! Kilty!
The bag-pipe reigns, the clans redeem!

I am Kilty! 
Scotland’s rage unleashed!

FREEDOM! FREEDOM! 
FREEDOM! FREEDOM!

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KILTY, SCOTLAND'S RAGE

LYRICS:
Floating on the edge of ocean
Waiting for the swells to take me away

Whispers in the undertow I can’t fight
Silence screaming louder every day

It’s pullin’ me under
Sudden crash, wave thunder
Dragging me back to where it all began
It’s pullin’ me under

Let it bleed out, misery retreating
Cleanse the wounds that carved me here
Take this part of myself, tear it free now
Drown it deep where no one hears

It’s pullin’ me under
Sudden crash, wave thunder
Pushin’ me down to where it all began
It’s pullin’ me under

Undertow 

I was told that time was healing
But time just lied — and left me raw
Maybe better to leave you hangin’
So you might hear 
Death’s song

Beneath the surface
We all-
Have dark water disease

Disease
Disease

But I can’t feel the sun 
Shine on me no more
All I know is
It’s time to go

To go away
Away

It’s pullin’ me under
Sudden crash, wave thunder
Pushin’ me deeper, I can’t let go
It’s pullin’ me under

Undertow 

I’m floating
Still floating
In darkness
No one’s around to hear me scream

I’m floating
Still floating
The silence in the undertow
Undertow

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PULLING ME UNDER

"Sledgehammer" was a deliberate tribute to classic funk and soul music.
Peter Gabriel, a huge fan of soul music since his teenage years, wanted to create a modern song that captured the passion of those records. The track features a horn section assembled by Wayne Jackson, who played with Otis Redding and the legendary Stax Records house band, to give it an authentic, soulful brass sound. Additionally, bassist Tony Levin's slapping bass line and drummer Manu Katché's groove provide the funky backbone of the song, directly inspired by the rhythms of the genre. The result was a fusion of pop and funk that became one of the most recognizable songs of the 1980s.
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LYRICS:
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You could have a steam train
If you'd just lay down your tracks
You could have an aeroplane flying
If you bring your blue sky back

All you do is call me
I'll be anything you need

You could have a big dipper
Going up and down, all around the bends
You could have a bumper car, bumping
This amusement never ends

I want to be your sledgehammer
Why don't you call my name
Oh let me be your sledgehammer
This will be my testimony

Show me round your fruit cakes
'Cause I will be your honey bee
Open up your fruit cakes
Where the fruit is as sweet as can be

I want to be your sledgehammer
Why don't you call my name
You'd better call the sledgehammer
Put your mind at rest
I'm gonna be-the sledgehammer
This can be my testimony
I'm your sledgehammer
Let there be no doubt about it

Sledge sledge sledgehammer

 I kicked the habit (Dejé el hábito)
 Shed my skin (Cambié mi piel)
 This is the new stuff (Esto es lo nuevo)
 I go dancing in (En esto salgo a bailar)
 Oh won't you show for me 
 (Por favor ¿no)
 Te presentarías por mí?
 I will show for you 
 (Yo me presentaré por ti)
 Show for me, I will show for you
 (Preséntate por mí)
 Y yo me presentaré por ti

Yea, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, 
I do mean you
Only you, you've been coming through
Going to build that power
Build, build up that power, hey

I've been feeding the rhythm
I've been feeding the rhythm
Going to feel that power, build in you
Come on, come on, help me do

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, 
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you
I've been feeding the rhythm
I've been feeding the rhythm
It's what we're doing, doing
All day and night
Come on and help me do
Come on and help me do
Ven y ayúdame a hacerlo
Come on and help me do 
Come on, come on 
Help me do

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Funky Stanky Sledgehammer

The 1956 rock ’n’ roll anthem that shook jukeboxes now pulses with glossy synths and drum machines. This reimagining takes Little Richard’s swagger and dresses it in shimmering new wave sound—retro energy fused with dancefloor shine. A timeless groove reborn for the electronic age.
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LYRICS:
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She can't help it, the girl can't help it
She can't help it, the girl can't help it

If she walks by 
The men folks get engrossed

(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
If she winks an eye 
The bread slice turn to toast

(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
If she got a lot 
Of what they call the most

(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
The girl can't help it
She was born to please
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)

And if she's got a figure 
Made to squeeze
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)

Won't you kindly be aware
The girl can't help it
(The girl can't help it)

If she mesmerizes every mother's son
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)

If she's smiling beefsteak 
Become well done
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)

She makes grandpa 
Feel like 21
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)

The girl can't help it
She was born to please
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)

And if I go to her 
On bended knees
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)

Won't you kindly be aware 
That I can't help it
Because I'm hoping
Obviously
That some day
The answer would be
The girl can't help it
She's in love with me

If she walks by 
The men folks get engrossed
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)

If she winks an eye 
The bread slice turn to toast
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)

She got a lot 
Of what they call the most
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)

The girl can't help it
She was born to please
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)

And if she's got a figure 
Made to squeeze
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)

I'm hoping
Obviously
That say...
The answer would be
The girl can't help it 
She's in love with me

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GIRL CAN'T HELP IT

LYRICS:
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Man, I've been stressing 'bout the boy I've never loved / And I've been getting caught up, 'cause I think too much / Haven't slept in weeks, 'cause, yeah, there's more I want / To get out of my life / But every now and then I get inside my head / Thinking about the things I coulda done instead / Could be going crazy, I know lately been / Making you hate me from all that I am / And I'm so very sorry / Everything's staying the same / And I'm so very sorry / I told you I'd change / Now I'm lying in my bed at 11:11 / Trying to make a wish, got all these questions / I can't mess it up, I'll really regret it / Guess I'm relying on this very second

11:11

But every now and then I get inside my head / Thinking about the things I coulda done instead / Could be going crazy, I know lately been / Making you hate me from all that I am / And I'm so very sorry / Everything's staying the same / And I'm so very sorry / I told you I'd change / Now I'm lying in my bed at 11:11 / Trying to make a wish, got all these questions / I can't mess it up, I'll really regret it / Guess I'm relying on this very second, 11:11

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11:11

SINCERE IMPOSTER writes, performs and/or produces a curious mixture of New Wave, Dance, EDM, Folk Rock, Metal, Art Pop, Electro, Dreamwave & Experimental World Pop. Collectively, it's a genre known as QUIRKPOP --- Music that makes you say, "What the hell is this?"

The band currently consists of two members, both living within the same body, sharing a similar existence. They identify as Danielle & Dave. They are both psychologically and musically confused. However, both are extremely and unapologetically sincere. 

Influences include Weird Al, Nathan Fielder, David Lynch, Rosalia, Monatik, Atarashii Gakko!, Rammstein, T-Pain and T-Swift. Their favorite inventions are the vacuum and the peach pitter. Their father is simply known as Vessel... who may be an entity or a god.



PULLING ME UNDER

Sincere Imposter