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Left Spine Down Album


Voltage 2.3: Remixed & Revisited (2009)
2009
1.
Tape 8: Worm Holes
2.
Reset (Melt Mix)
3.
Prozac Nation (Tim Skold Mix)
4.
Tape 4: Test Subject Phase 1
5.
6.
Ready Or Not (Hairlip Smacker Mix)
7.
Last Daze (Burning Electro Mix)
8.
Hang Up (Cracknation Mix)
9.
Tape 23: Pharmaceutical Analysis
10.
Policy Of Hypocrisy (Philthy Download Mix)
11.
Last Daze (XP8 Mix)
12.
13.
Reset (Baal Mix)
14.
Flick The Stitch (KMFDM Mix)
15.
Last Daze (Led Manville Mix)
16.
Tape 18: Status Report #3
17.
18.
Reset (16 Volt Mix)
19.
Last Daze (Funland Mix)
20.
. . .

Tape 8: Worm Holes

[No lyrics]

. . .


It's time for me to get away from here
Just thought you oughtta know the end is near
Did you honestly think it would've worked at all?
'Cause everything I've seen has only made me fall
There ain't much I can do now that I've seen the truth
There ain't much I can do now they've made me into one of you

Repent - for the kingdom of oblivion is at hand
Regret - not a thing for all's as it was planned
Reject - false gods, false hopes, and false ideals
Reset - push the button, game over, no more time to steal

Feed me more, fill me more
Lie to me before you leave me here to rot
Know just what you're doing
Can't believe I was the culprit all along
And I'll come looking for you when you least expect it
The punchline of it all is the fate of which I inherit

You need
We fight
You bleed
We die
They win
The game begins again
This time
We're lost
Inside
Media holocaust
It burns
You yearn
To feel the touch
Of your gun

. . .


It's never quite enough
You're always just too much
There are far too many rules
And there's no room to move
I'll disconnect myself and fall
Right out of line
I've severed all the ties
And freed my mind from all that binds

Far too busy flipping from station to station
Far too busy living in the Prozac Nation

Everyday my radio tells me to go away...
Just play the same old fucking song
And everything is A-O.K.

Now dive in deep
Die in your sleep
And try to keep
Your promised "king"
Rules of the weak
Rules that we speak
Rule over me
This slavery
Your leap of faith's
A leap of fate
They leave mistakes for us to undo
Just dare to be
Just dare to see
Just dare me please
To unmask you

Everyday my radio tells me to go away...
Just pop the same old fucking pill
And everything is A-O.K.

Everyday my radio tells me to go away
You're all living in the Prozac Nation...

. . .

Tape 4: Test Subject Phase 1

[No lyrics]

. . .


CREDITS: Curtis, Ian Kevin (Songwriter); Hook, Peter (Songwriter); Morris, Stephen Paul David (Songwriter); Sumner, Bernard (Songwriter); D3L4Y, kAINE (Vox); Inkel, Jeremy (synths, programming); Hagberg, Tim (drums); Girvan, Matt (guitar); McKnight, Denyss (guitar)

Confusion in her eyes that says it all
She's lost control
And she's clinging to the nearest passer by
She's lost control
And she gave away the secrets of her past
And said I've lost control again
And a voice that told her when and where to act
She said I've lost control again

And she turned around and took me by the hand
And said I've lost control again
And how I'll never know just why or understand
She said I've lost control again
And she screamed out kicking on her side and said
I've lost control again
And seized up on the floor, I thought she'd die
She said I've lost control
She's lost control again
She's lost control
She's lost control again
She's lost control

Well I had to phone her friend to state my case
And say she's lost control again
And she showed up all the errors and mistakes
And said I've lost control again
And she expressed herself in many different ways
Until she lost control again
And walked upon the edge of no escape
And laughed I've lost control
She's lost control again
She's lost control
She's lost control again
She's lost control

I could live a little with the myths and lies
When the darkness broke in, I just fell down and died
I could live a little longer in a whiter line
When the change is gone
When the Urge is gone
To lose control
...Here we come.

. . .


Nothing
Left out here to save
Not a single hope for this world
Generation of decay
Flip the switch and take control
Am I part of the plan?
Have I really got the upper hand?
Take me back
To where it all began

Ready or not, just make it go
I'm comin' down to rock the boat
Ready or not, here I come
We've got no time to waste

Wake up and smell the plastic
This world is so elastic
Wake up to automatic
Lifestyles of homemade panic

Blood hot
Voltage on
Strapped tight
Target in sight
"Don't fall"
"Don't lose hold"
"Your mission just
Can't fold"

Remove me from this great unease
Remind me of my destiny

How the hell I got here
I don't recall
Seems like the last thing I'd expect
Is just what the doctor ordered
No time like now to heed
My long-awaited curtain call
It seems like the battle we've fought for years
Is finally worth something after all
"Take to the street your last word
Go out and make yourself heard
Don't be afraid to show them all just who they really are
Don't let a thing get in the way
Don't lose sight of the objective
And please remember we're all counting on you now"
I burn upon re-entry
For the crime of the century
I'm here to set aflame all that you have to offer and more
Can anyone imagine the risk that I am taking
I'm here to set things right
A final chance to stop the machine

. . .


Take me away from this
Give me another dose
I don't know who to hit
But I sure know where to go
Your hero's worn and thin
No chance for us to win
We've all been fooled into a false identity

Come waste away your last days
Sign away your life today

I don't need anyone
To show me what we've done
Eyes open, mind is clear
And I can smell your fear
Abort, retry or fail
I just can't get my fill
Nothing left here but my descent

Every single contribution
Just leaves me here wanting more
Twenty-first century prostitution
Feed a hunger, starve a whore
Seemed to have worn out my wings
Maybe I should order me a new pair
Seemed to have misplaced my things
Looking for something that isn't there

Run, move along now
Our last days are already here
Come sing along now
Our song of everlasting fear
No auto shut off
No emergency brake
Time now to make my
Last mistake

. . .


All good things must come to an end
The pages turn, the books still burn
Can't stop the bomb, can't avoid the descent
They all want to go and that's all we know
So throw me out of the fucking picture
So sorry about you and your single-serving crew
Playing by ear is how I've learned that no one cares at all
Anymore

Distracted, misinformed, mislead
To serve the machine
Sensory self-mutilated trip
Into captivity
Out with the old, bring the new guns in
Sick of the drugs that keep you thin
Been hanging on the telephone way too long
Just let it go
Just hang up

Hang up - separate yourself from the noise
Hang up - do it now before we're all destroyed
Hang up - just lose that unbelieveable shine
Hang up - return-to-sender, your mail-order bride

Beat the meat into submission
Nothing left alive at all to take
Wasted blood, infect transfusion
So much trash, our claim to stake
Little troop, don't fail me now
Kill off the one my TV hates
Winning team, now take a bow
Your useless adventure's far too great

Remorseless perverts with your obscenity
Fill me up, tie me up, tear me down

. . .

Tape 23: Pharmaceutical Analysis

[No lyrics]

. . .


Halt the progress
Driving in the spike
Hard to repress
Reaching new heights
Your false intentions
?
Take a good long fucking look
'Cause this is what you've lost

Breed your infectious lies
Dollar signs in your eyes
Beg for mercy, beg for more
Can't you fucking take it, whore?

Nevermind the sinners
Now you're just a slave
I take no prisoners
And set the world ablaze
Your knees get weak
And talk is cheap
So get the fuck in line
'Cause what is yours is now mine

. . .


Take me away from this
Give me another dose
I don't know who to hit
But I sure know where to go
Your hero's worn and thin
No chance for us to win
We've all been fooled into a false identity

Come waste away your last days
Sign away your life today

I don't need anyone
To show me what we've done
Eyes open, mind is clear
And I can smell your fear
Abort, retry or fail
I just can't get my fill
Nothing left here but my descent

Every single contribution
Just leaves me here wanting more
Twenty-first century prostitution
Feed a hunger, starve a whore
Seemed to have worn out my wings
Maybe I should order me a new pair
Seemed to have misplaced my things
Looking for something that isn't there

Run, move along now
Our last days are already here
Come sing along now
Our song of everlasting fear
No auto shut off
No emergency brake
Time now to make my
Last mistake

. . .


CREDITS: Cobain, Kurt (Songwriter); Novoselic, Chris (Songwriter); Grohl, David (Songwriter); D3L4Y, kAINE (vox); Inkel, Jeremy (synths/programming); Girvan, Matt (guitar); Slingerland, Jared (guitar); McKnight, Denyss (bass); Hagberg, Tim (drums)


Come on people now smile on your brother everybody get together, try TO love one another right now

When I was an alien
Cultures weren't opinions

Gotta find a way, a better way, when I'm there
Gotta find a way, a better way, I'd better wait

Never met a wise man
If so it's a woman

Gotta find a way, a better way, when I'm there
Gotta find a way, a better way, I'd better wait

Just because you're paranoid
Don't mean they're not after you

Gotta find a way, a better way, when I'm there
Gotta find a way, a better way, I'd better wait


©1991 The End Of Music/BMI
Used by permission.

. . .


It's time for me to get away from here
Just thought you oughtta know the end is near
Did you honestly think it would've worked at all?
'Cause everything I've seen has only made me fall
There ain't much I can do now that I've seen the truth
There ain't much I can do now they've made me into one of you

Repent - for the kingdom of oblivion is at hand
Regret - not a thing for all's as it was planned
Reject - false gods, false hopes, and false ideals
Reset - push the button, game over, no more time to steal

Feed me more, fill me more
Lie to me before you leave me here to rot
Know just what you're doing
Can't believe I was the culprit all along
And I'll come looking for you when you least expect it
The punchline of it all is the fate of which I inherit

You need
We fight
You bleed
We die
They win
The game begins again
This time
We're lost
Inside
Media holocaust
It burns
You yearn
To feel the touch
Of your gun

. . .

Flick The Stitch

[No lyrics]

. . .


Take me away from this
Give me another dose
I don't know who to hit
But I sure know where to go
Your hero's worn and thin
No chance for us to win
We've all been fooled into a false identity

Come waste away your last days
Sign away your life today

I don't need anyone
To show me what we've done
Eyes open, mind is clear
And I can smell your fear
Abort, retry or fail
I just can't get my fill
Nothing left here but my descent

Every single contribution
Just leaves me here wanting more
Twenty-first century prostitution
Feed a hunger, starve a whore
Seemed to have worn out my wings
Maybe I should order me a new pair
Seemed to have misplaced my things
Looking for something that isn't there

Run, move along now
Our last days are already here
Come sing along now
Our song of everlasting fear
No auto shut off
No emergency brake
Time now to make my
Last mistake

. . .

Tape 18: Status Report #3

[No lyrics]

. . .


I love my country but I fear my government
I love my country but I fear they're watching me
All the time
Isn't that a crime

I see them fighting all their wars on the TV screen
Mindless corruption with no accountability
Can't you see

Every time I try to fight it they deny it
Every time I try to show it they control it
All the time
They have cameras
They have guns
They've got big atomic bombs
And they'll do everything they can
To frighten me/you

They try to tell me that everything's okay
They will distract me in every bloody way
It's so insane to live this way

They spy on me using everything they got
They'll try to change me and control
My every thought
All the time
Yes it's a crime

Don't wanna live in constant fear
Don't wanna live on a TV show
Don't wanna live through a microscope
I wanna feel like I'm in control

I wanna live in a fearless state
I wanna live without the hate
I wanna be able to decide my fate
I wanna break out of this cage

Take it back
(Welcome to the future)

. . .


It's time for me to get away from here
Just thought you oughtta know the end is near
Did you honestly think it would've worked at all?
'Cause everything I've seen has only made me fall
There ain't much I can do now that I've seen the truth
There ain't much I can do now they've made me into one of you

Repent - for the kingdom of oblivion is at hand
Regret - not a thing for all's as it was planned
Reject - false gods, false hopes, and false ideals
Reset - push the button, game over, no more time to steal

Feed me more, fill me more
Lie to me before you leave me here to rot
Know just what you're doing
Can't believe I was the culprit all along
And I'll come looking for you when you least expect it
The punchline of it all is the fate of which I inherit

You need
We fight
You bleed
We die
They win
The game begins again
This time
We're lost
Inside
Media holocaust
It burns
You yearn
To feel the touch
Of your gun

. . .


Take me away from this
Give me another dose
I don't know who to hit
But I sure know where to go
Your hero's worn and thin
No chance for us to win
We've all been fooled into a false identity

Come waste away your last days
Sign away your life today

I don't need anyone
To show me what we've done
Eyes open, mind is clear
And I can smell your fear
Abort, retry or fail
I just can't get my fill
Nothing left here but my descent

Every single contribution
Just leaves me here wanting more
Twenty-first century prostitution
Feed a hunger, starve a whore
Seemed to have worn out my wings
Maybe I should order me a new pair
Seemed to have misplaced my things
Looking for something that isn't there

Run, move along now
Our last days are already here
Come sing along now
Our song of everlasting fear
No auto shut off
No emergency brake
Time now to make my
Last mistake

. . .


And when the pain still lingers on
Where there's no will to carry on
Just when you think all hope is gone
The fight still goes on
And when the tension's running high
The fire begins to rise
Just when you think you're gonna die
The fight still goes on

Fight - for revolution
Fight - for retribution
Fight - for a solution
Fight - for evolution

The adversary's looming close
Time to see things for what they are
And as the chaos grows
The fight must go on
Just one more chance to bring it down
The kingdom's ours, let's take the crown
Don't even hesitate
Step right up to the fucking plate

Fight for your sanity
Fight for the energy
Fight for eternity
Fight the real enemy

. . .


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