DJ Set from DICKSLAP party at The Eagle, San Francisco with Jake Shears. Hosted by @nark with Ladybear and Taco Tuesday.

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Thanks for a fun night San Francisco xx

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Dickslap DJ Set at The Eagle, SF [12.7.13]

Contrefaçon - SOMA (Spag Ruckus REMIX 2)

LYRICS :

Hello world
I'm back from my rounds
Where I saw the slings

I saw them starving
But I was told to execute them
They want to condemn them all
Even if it means letting them die
I hear their screams
I see the remains in the wreckage
I see them in their reprieve
While we hide our infamies

BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM

I prevent them from filming
Or documenting
They shouldn't be able to inform
Because we are afraid of being judged
Me and those I can represent
But what can I do?
They will silence me
If I have the misfortune of opposing thoughts
I killed children
I shed their blood
My bullets aren't blank
Let the brains spill
I was told they were terrorists
Even if it saddens me
The opposite would be supposedly a conspiracy theorist
Yet I'm not racist
Nor even fascist

BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM

I'm just Yosef
On a transplant list
If ever I suffered grievances
He's become flat with relief
Since the Aeronefs
I only carry out the orders of my superiors

I'm wounded
In my forever bruised heart
Because I listened
Without Rebelling
I understood that I had been lied to
But I'm condemned for life
To all these flashes of burned bodies
Slaughtered, starved and gaunt

BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM

I'm just Yosef
On a list for transplants
If ever I suffered grievances
He's become flat from the relief
Since the Aeronefs
I only carry out the orders of my superiors

Now I feel the cold
Of the cannon in my fingers
What have they done to me?
What did I do there?
Today, it all ends here.

I am only Yosef.
On a list for transplants.
If ever, if I suffered grievances.
He has become flat with relief.
Since the Aeronefs,
I only carry out the orders of my superiors.

BOOM
BOOM
BOOM
BOOM

BANG

Here I am, gone.
I no longer want these atrocious memories.
May God forgive me these screams.
These lives taken so early.
I can still feel the vibration of the rifle butt.
When I shot those kids.
This is how my story ends.
Condemned to oblivion.
I pay the price.
For what led me.

I was just Yosef
On a list for transplants
If ever I suffered grievances
He's become flat from the relief
Since the Aeronefs
I had only carried out the orders of my superiors.

C-h-e-m-i-c-a-l (Edit)

The Chemical Brothers