Lyrics:

Waiting for consequence to come
Just like a hazardous occupation
Arguing with a loaded gun
There's a voice in my head
Raising the dead
Saving it's grace for none

Divided by you
Divided by two

Scratch and claw
Up you climb
Open big
Open wide

Working each and
Every night
Open big
Open wide

Here today gone tomorrow

Always perceived all your movements as logical
Worthy of praise
Thematic and topical
I was enthralled
Interest was piqued
Quickly wore off
Lost it's mystique

Worked on an imagе precise and methodical
Tossеd it away with those self-imposed obstacles
Steady decline
With no way to stop it
Went to a seminar
Now you're a prophet

One wrong move and you've sealed your fate
Slip through the cracks and you can't escape

Nowhere to go
Nowhere to run
Just like a hazardous occupation
Caught in the seams of dreams to come
At the end of the day
You're breaking a leg
The righteous will eat their young

Divided by you
Divided by two

Here today gone tomorrow

Always perceived all your movements as logical
Worthy of praise
Thematic and topical
I was enthralled
Interest was piqued
Quickly wore off
Lost it's mystique
Worked on an image precise and methodical
Tossed it away with those self-imposed obstacles
Steady decline
With no way to stop it
Went to a seminar
Now you're a prophet

Scratch and claw
Up you climb
Open big
Open wide

Working each and
Every night
Open big
Open wide

Last and First Men

Hazardous Occupation

Psichedelia Infranta” is a fractured psychedelic rock experiment—where acoustic roots collide with AI-generated textures. A sonic ritual that blends analog imperfection, spoken glitches, and melodic resistance. From broken folk to Berlin pulses, this is Collettivo Undersound at its most extreme: raw, layered, and mythically unstable.

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Jon Fratelli's new album 'Bright Night Flowers' out now. Buy / Stream here: https://jfratelli.ffm.to/brightnightflowers

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