love the guitar, vocals, and drums! perfect!

Hell yeah!! this is dirty in the best way possibe. love it!

Hello Band Made of Sand really enjoying your tune today and love the sound & style! Best of luck, Kenny

Yeah baby da funkin rockin roll stroll, good god!

I love the use of the passing chords here.

Strange Part of the Country - Lyrics

The night falls on Nong Bone town

Seventeen ladyboys and he are beating up small change Europeans
Someone gets drugged by three old ladies

This is a strange part of the country
This is a strange part of the world
This is a strange part of the country
And we are not welcome
We are not welcome

The night falls, I have no past

Twenty three hostess girls and me
The edge of the roads turn into decades rubbing against me

This is a strange part of the country
This is a strange part of the world
This is a strange part of the country
And we are not welcome

We are not well

This is a strange part of the country
This is a strange part of the world
This is a strange part of the country
But we are not welcome
We are not welcome

Strange Part of the Country

Bandcamp

A Waterfall Is a Poem Pouring through a Rock - Lyrics

A waterfall is a poem pouring through a rock
A mild case of death in the park
Meant I was looking for someone

And the old guys keeping us straight with their stories
The death of a bricklayer in Dublin
And claims that there once were leprechauns 

And I was living with the night
Sleeping with the eyes
All night kept breathing

After two years of digging up my roots in back rooms
I found out there was only one truth 
That roots were meant to be buried

A waterfall is a poem pouring through a rock
The water will never fall back 
So I stopped looking for anyone

And I was living with the night
Sleeping with the eyes
All night kept breathing

A waterfall is a poem pouring through a rock
The water will never fall back 
So I stopped looking for anyone

A Waterfall Is a Poem Pouring through a Rock

Kitty’s Wake - Lyrics

At Kitty’s wake we sang the old songs
And the priest was telling me about his world

I’m at the old house for the last time
All the workers at the church stop when we arrive

And everyone dies
And everyone is born with life
And everyone might find someone they want to spend their lives with
Find someone they want to spend their lives with

All the kids are playing grown up
I’m remembering that once I was a child

Some are lonesome when they’re on their own
And then some of us never get the time alone

And everyone dies
And everyone is born with life
And everyone might find someone they want to spend their lives with
Find someone they want to spend their lives with
Find someone they want to spend their lives with
Find someone they want to spend 

And I should know

Kitty's Wake

Old Irish Drunks - Lyrics

Well he left home one Sligo day and he kept on going until he came to a halt
And they heard nothing of their lost son since London had swallowed him up
Each night he drank himself to sleep in a town where he lived but did not belong
These streets were built by men who came from the earth then covered it up

They built these streets of Cricklewood
They built these streets of Kilburn
They built these streets of Cricklewood
And they built them good
Built them good

Living on the far edge he broke his toes in the High Road cold
His last days he told me how much he loved all he said he hated most

They built these streets of Cricklewood
They built these streets of Kilburn
They built these streets of Cricklewood
And they built them good
Built them good

And all the roads remain
And all the roads remain
And all the roads remain
And all the roads remain

Built them good
Built them good
Built them good
Built them good

Old Irish Drunks

Time Settles - Lyrics 

And the decision made a hole, a vacancy in a vital inner chamber in my bones
This is what finally separated me from all my friends for whom I became skeletal

Time settles over me
Time settles over me

And then the places I visit became the same inside world that I thought I was in
And like a fly scribbling the air I know neither the place nor what the hour is

Time settles over me
Time settles over me

And I, far off inside, was old

And now the years are closing in, each minute the last minute and following me

Time Settles

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https://www.deezer.com/fr/album/467297765

here are the lyrics ( specialy for our talentued friend Dave ( https://soundcloud.com/junkheap) who was kind enough to take an interest.

Toy forgotten in a train station.
A past untraceable sensation.
Stolen book in the subway.
A  postcard you astray.

A record whose scratching noise you liked.
 The quiet disappearance of the day at dusk
The end of rain  under the April sun.
The voice of your father on the phone.

All the things, all the things we've lost
The ones that meant , the ones that meant the most
Forgotten ones that we were looking for
The broken things that miss us more


A dried flower missing in the pages of a book
A guitar out of tune forgotten  in an attic
the spot that fades from the breath on the glass
A doll buried under tall grass.	



The smell of leaves in the fall ,
You are twelve years old 
The safety of the sheets over your eyes 
The blue of the sea on a map at school


All the things, all the things we've lost.
All the things, all the things  we broke 
The ones that meant the most
All at the end is only a fleeting smoke



Things that miss, things that miss us more
All the things, all the things  we broke 
Things  we were looking for.
All at the end is only a fleeting smoke.

All the things we've lost

A new  pure rock song with a little help from our friend Al'z on great backing vocals

AAnd in the wardrobe, the moving clothes

And In The Wardrobe The Moving Clothes (feat Al'z on backing vocals )

Do This

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I Walked The Zombie Town

a rock underground/alternative band from Roma.No expectations. only music  that comes from the heart.We are looking for a record label that has the guts to publish our materials...

I Walked The Zombie Town

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