Name: Mister Heavenly - Bronx Sniper by Sub Pop in Discover Weekly Archive
Duration: 3 min 39 s
Description: Mister Heavenly on Sub Pop http://www.subpop.com/artists/mister_heavenly

I can hear the Modest Mouse! Probably the reason why I liked this the 1st time I heard it

I just can't stop listening to this!!! :) <3

AMAZING. Love this track. AND it's available for download? You're spoiling your fans, you are. ♥

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'Ever Changing' by Eades.

Taken from the debut album 'Delusion Spree', out now on Heist or Hit.

Available on LP / CD / Digital Download:
https://heistorh.it/DelusionSpree

Delusion Spree

Ever Changing

Octahedron

Desperate Graves

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I suppose this is the end
Another time another girl
Babe you know it´s for the best
No regrets or anything
You´ve been such a good girl for me
You´ve been such a good girl for me
You´ve been such, you´ve been such

Oh Girl
Oaoaoaoa

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Outro

Mister Heavenly on Sub Pop http://www.subpop.com/artists/mister_heavenly 

Out of Love

Bronx Sniper

Mister Heavenly - Bronx Sniper

Untitled

Hey Bo Diddley (Live In Tokyo)

Text:
[Intro — leise Drones, Herzschlag-Bass]
They call it security —
a fortress built on fear.
But behind the walls
you’ll hear the market’s sneer.

[Verse 1]
Steel contracts, blood in the numbers,
Factories hum while the world slumbers.
You preach peace — but finance wars,
Selling death behind closed doors.

They say arms give order,
guns bake stability’s bread.
But when bullets sing loudest,
where are the lives they bled?

[Pre-Chorus]
We fund the war we hope to end,
we feed the fire with every cent.

[Chorus]
Arms of the market, hands that arm the night,
If peace were real — you'd vanish into light.
When profit kills, the price is steep,
We reap the silence, sow what we keep.

(solo)

[Verse 2]
If factories made hope instead of death,
we’d trade smiles more than final breath.
But your balance sheets love weapon’s yield,
your wealth blooms out of battlefield fields.

No longer blind to your hidden game,
we see your towers, we call your name.
You profit when lives are torn —
a market built on mourn.

[Bridge — spoken, choir pads behind]
You cling to power in your vaults of fear,
but hearts will rise where your shadows near.
Step down your arms, let justice live,
Economy of life — that’s what we give.

(solo)

[Final Chorus]
Arms of the market, you’ll fade away,
When love becomes the currency we pay.
If peace was true, you'd find no place,
Your empire of war — dissolves in grace.

[Outro — sanft, rhetorisch]
Remove your weapons from the ledgers,
let life be richer than your ledgers…
Arms fall, light calls, we reclaim.

Arms of the Market

BOOKLET: https://eklektikaberlin.com/files/1377739/five-the-fifth-season-booklet.pdf

CHAPTER 5 - SUMMER
“Cooling Centers” is a visceral portrait of climate-driven catastrophe, where extreme heat turns the city into a lethal furnace and survival depends on scarce, guarded refuges of cold air.  The song’s searing imagery—streets “bleeding sunlight,” glass melting, sirens strangled by static—conveys both the physical brutality of a heatwave and the social breakdown it triggers: rationed water, collapsed power grids, and locked doors at the very shelters meant to save lives.  Beneath the urgent plea to “keep your gates wide” runs a raw desperation to protect a child, making the chorus a cry of both parental love and political indictment.  It is a stark warning that in a warming world, compassion and access to life-saving resources may become the final measure of humanity.

COOLING CENTERS (FIVE 5.1)

Not Bad Luck

Pink Palms

Blinded

http://www.b3scirecords.com/product/b3sr-044-trudy-and-the-romance-he-sings-wild

Words and Music - Trudy and the Romance
Label - B3SCI Records
Art Work - Hello Thunderpuss

He Sings

Closing In

Thrill Of The Kill

Bitch, Don't Let Me Die!

Drone Strikes

Where you going honey 
You got some place to be 
But if you leave now 
then where will my loving be 

Hey watch the way you talk to me 
I'm running out of sympathy 
I'll burn it all down 
burn it down to the ground 

I look at you, just sitting there 
the comfort of your haunting stare 
thinking about if it ever was to be 

you close your eyes and no surprise 
bombard me with those precious lies 
going on about the way it was 
and it is all because 

Oh darling baby 
oh darling baby 
oh darling baby oh no 
you're driving me mad 
darling baby 
oh no 

Where you going honey 
you walk right out the door 
but if you leave now 
then whats my loving 

with no remorse and no reserve 
you stomped what we had into the curb 
picking me apart baby 1 x 1 
is this what you do for fun??? 

When I hold you 
it's a bitter feeling 
cause you've thrown it all away 
what they told you 
yeah forget what they said 
cause they were falcon lame

from "The Cart", released August 31, 2016 
Recorded by CERAMIC ANIMAL at Daddy's Basement Studios 
Written produced and mixed by Warren Regan
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