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Popular Demand

by THE WiDOWS

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1.
Light Falls 03:50
The golden boy, he was a man-child He liked to think that he, knew it all But now, he's heading for a fall And his golden girl, she liked to put it on And fake it, shake it, fake it all around But now, she's walking out the door When the light falls And then the night crawls Upon the white walls When the light falls Before the dawn And here we are, it's just the two of us, waking Now the tragic scene's returning Rising over the wreckage Another day And it's late by the time the search is over There's nothing much at all In the afterglow You and me When the light falls And then the night crawls Upon the white walls When the light falls Before the dawn And then as one, we turn to face the raging sea Burning flesh, the smell of ecstasy Between the lines... Creatures wail... Before... Eternity When the light falls And then the night crawls Upon the white walls When the light falls Before the dawn
2.
Satellite Town's a bore Gives ya nothing to live for Well this satellite town's a stinkin' bore There is nothing to return for... So leave Well I'm gonna get myself right outta here Take it, to another time and place Why my son, you're never leaving town No way that you're getting out... You'll never leave (I, I, I cannot breathe...) Wohh Ohh Satellite Town Wohh Ohh What a Shite Town Alright! He went and got a little book of matches Doused the fuckin' place in gasoline Slugged one back, lit it up, threw it down and Woosh! Watched it burn, burn, burn... To the ground Wohh Ohh Satellite Town Wohh Ohh What a Shite Town Wohh Ohh Satellite Town Wohh Ohh What a Shite Town
3.
They're digging up the glory of a bygone age National flagellation on the global stage So tragi-comic I can't help but troll The poor deluded souls You're future is a car-crash down the road Feel it getting closer as you lose control You got no money? then you best be told You better, you better, you better not grow old And even in the knowledge that the air was filled With fantasy and horror and the rancid bilge Of men with nothing but contempt and scorn For where the likes of you were born That doesn't mean a thing, in fact it's safe to say You secretly enjoy it, if you had your way You'd let them herd you like the cattle you are Into their abba - un - deux - tois! Well the future is a train-wreck down the line Feel it getting closer but you're running outta time You got no money? then you best be told You better, you better, you better not grow old "Well at last, you're rich Well at last, we're rich But I'm afraid you'll never be rich Well at last, we're so rich, rich, rich... Well at last, we're rich! But I'm afraid you'll never ever be rich, no! 'cause it flows like water... Tastes like wine... Love your masters... Day after day after after day... We'll close the borders... Keep the swine... Out forever..." The fascist agenda is underway For the Brexit Chainstore Massacre... Analytica... Well it's a massacre..! Now you're future is a car-crash down the road Feel it getting closer as you lose control You got no money? then you best be told You better, you better, you better not grow old
4.
The Victim 03:12
There she goes again, running out on thee While you’re trying to talk, she never listens But there’s nothing more, that you could say To change her mind, it makes no difference And it’s cold outside, but it’s colder in here... As she drives away, through the pouring rain She spies her face, in the rear-view mirror That Kohl around her eye, make-up of a brutal kind That marks the pain, of the victim And it’s cold outside, but it’s colder in here… Who’s The Victim Now and Who's The Victim? Tonight there’ll be no cops, for suddenly the penny drops And “He will pay”, swears the victim Yes it’s cold outside, but it’s colder in here… Won’t you listen? “It’s 3 a.m., the lights are out, she leaves her car Inserts the key and turns the lock, steps inside A reek of booze and stale smoke permeates the room A man asleep, a kitchen knife The time has come...” Who’s The Victim Now and Who's The Victim?
5.
North Amerika, land of the free Home of the opportunity to express the unexpressible They will take you by the hand, lead ya to the promised land As long as you can pay the score North Korea, digging a hole into the Earth Exploding up from the bowels They will take you for a fool. lead ya to that pool, and Stick your head under! But daddy's comin' home Don't you fear the girls aren't crazy, yet And falling down below Where ya got nowhere to run, run, run! North Amerika, lead by a man who thinks that He is the master of all and one They are serious when they say "That's how ya do it", That's how it's run North Korea, you stand between the ends of the Earth And the end of the line Between ya lies the truth, you can tell it It will come up from the Earth... But mommy's comin' home Don't you fear, the boys aren't crazy, yet And falling on down below Where ya got nowhere to run, run, run Run! Run! Run! "And where were you supposed to be beside-uh ya mother again? Like that! And couldn't ya find another battle like that again? Again! And where were you supposed to be inside-uh ya mother again? Like that! Again! Like that! Again!"
6.
Lurch! 02:16
Well I saw the way ya looked at me I saw the way ya looked at me Lurch! And I don't want what you're selling me I don't want what you're selling me Lurch! And every time I see you near It makes me sick, makes me queer Lurch! So give me Jung and Taoism Give me Jung and Taoism Lurch! And give me peace and kill the dim Gimme peace and kill the din Lurch! Lurch! Lurch!
7.
I been down so long I can't get my head off the ground And when ya get like that Well the weight can be profound Like you're being dragged down into a blackening hole Like the men who dug up all that wretched coal, yeah Get back to the animal beat of heart Here we go again... And when they're dropping like flies Well I know that can be hard But every tragedy brings A changing of the guard Like a nebula bearing stars anew Like a snake that sheds a skin or two, yeah Get back to the animal beat of heart... When you're down at less than zero Patti Smith, she's your fuckin' hero I been up so long I can't get my head on the ground And when ya get like that Ya know the wait can be profound Like you're being dragged down into a blackening hole Like the men who dug up all that wretched coal, yeah Get back unto the animal beat of heart When you're down at less than zero Iggy Stooge, he's your fuckin' hero Long time, but it would be a start Here we go again... "The fine lines that define us Take away more than they give Leave you with nothing to show With shapes ya cannot reckon with And hopes that remain in tatters Down there in your essence of Hopelessness" When you're down at less than zero M. E. S., he's your fuckin' hero Long time, but it would be a start Here we go again
8.
I was walking down the street one night Got the feeling something wasn't sitting right When you're walking, when you're walking, and-uh When you're talking, when you're talking, and-uh I was goin' down that street at night... Then I got to thinkin' of the news How it turns you inside out and leaves ya confused That's when you're walking, when you're walking, and-uh When you're talking to yourself, remember I was goin' down that street again... Caught by the light of holy roads Down to the valley below... And I saw the way she looked at me Ya could see it in her eyes she thought I was a freak That's when you're walking, when you're walking, and-uh When you're talking to yourself, remember I was walkin' down that street at night (Yes I was...) Caught by the light of holy roads Down to the valley below Yeah yeah yeah yeah... I was walkin' down the street one night Wheelin' around and thinkin' I was alright That's when you're walking, when you're walking, and-uh When you're talking to yourself, remember I was goin' down that street again... and again... Caught by the light of holy roads Down to the valley be... Caught by the light of holy roads Down to the valley below... Caught - By - Light - Of - Holy - Roads!
9.
This is the ballad of a Wayward Son No way to tame him now his song is sung Ten years of excess on the outside That slow decay on the inside Behind the breaking of a Wayward Son Then mother looked for she could not be wrong Picking through the wreckage of her Wayward Son She said: “We gave him nothing but a good life And now he shames us with his drug strife The awful truth about my Wayward Son...” You gotta go, go, go and get your head right And know, know, know that on the inside Love, love, love will always guide you Like a shining light, my Wayward Son! A thousand miles from the endless gear Step out of the shadow, or the end is near You gotta! Purge all the leeches from the outside Confront the demon from within The absolution of a Wayward Son... You gotta go, go, go and get your head right And know, know, know that on the inside Love, love, love will always guide you Like a shining light, my Wayward Sons
10.
The Sun the sea surrounds us Getting lost Behind the ever-shifting sands Of the heart The Sun the sea surrounds us There is light Shining through the afterglow But you are taking it on and on And back again And you are taking it on and on Until the end The Sun the sea surrounds us Getting high Between the echo chamber sets Of your mind The Sun the sea surrounds us All the while Can't find the edges of the spaces But you are taking it on and on And back again And you are taking it on and on Until the end Oh but you are taking it on and on And back again Oh and you are taking it on and on Until the end... Oohh you are taking it on Oohh oohh on and on...
11.
P. B. R. 04:09
Pabst Blue Ribbon Gimme what I need Pabst Blue Ribbon Now we're gathering speed Pabst Blue Ribbon It goes straight to my head Pabst Blue Ribbon That's what I said Fuck that shit! You take me away Fuck that shit! Every night and every day Fuck that shit! Who'd ya think you are? Fuck that shit! Ah ha ha ha ha Pabst Blue Ribbon From the tears of God Pabst Blue Ribbon When you're out on the n-n-n-nod Pabst Blue Ribbon, baby It's the drink of Kings Pabst Blue Ribbon That shit sure gives you wings, but Fuck that shit! Ya kick and ya scream Fuck that shit, man! Mummy's wettest dream Fuck that shit! Who'd ya think you are? Fuck that shit! Ah ha ha ha ha... Well they took me to this room, ya see And they plied me full of stuff But I did not know, I could not know That it was only Heinekin!! Well, fuck that shit! Ya take me away Fuck that shit, man! Every night and every day Fuck that shit! Climb into my car Fuck that shit! Ah ha ha ha ha Pabst Blue Ribbon, Ladies & Gentlemen One hundred per cent pure, hicksville, unadulterated, backwater, fuck, shit brew I drink Pabst Blue Ribbon He drinks Pabst Blue Ribbon She drinks Pabst Blue Ribbon Y'all drink Pabst Blue Ribbon

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© 2019 The Widows Group
A Massive Capital Release

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released October 4, 2019

All songs written and arranged by The Widows, lyrics by Le Tan.
Tracks 1, 2, 3, 5, 6, 8 & 11 recorded by Benjamin Etchells at Bush Studios, London. Produced (+additional recording) by Margo Broom at Hermitage Works Studios, London. Mastering by Samuel J. Smith.
Tracks 4, 7, 9 & 10 recorded and produced by Shuta Shinoda at Hackney Road Studios, London. Mastering by Christopher Blake.
Photography by Jonathon Campbell Ratcliffe.
Cover design by Karla Chang.

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Kim Le Tan
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Francesco Manzi
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Roger Salsas
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Joan Gadea
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