"Sinister ice cool femme-fatale fronts tux'n'shades art-rock band with twangin' 50s sensibilities that snarls n means business.....
Its Garbage after casting off their horrible industrial supa-over produced sound and finding the smokey nightclub intimacy of early P J Harvey..
http://www.steveison.com
Lead Vocals: Bettie Black
Guitars: Chuck Butter
Bass: Paul Olguin
Drums: Michael Israel
Engineered & Produced by Chuck Butter
Mastered by Paul Stubblebine
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fiogf49gjkf0d LYRICS:
It's not a secret, what you've got hidden up your sleeve
I've got to follow you, you'd better lead… you'd better lead
My World has fallen down
You have a fire heart, I am a tree
Mean green passion, is your casualty… your casualty
High up, Look out, Look down
Cause boredom's creeping in
Truth of boundless sin
All the pariahs sigh
I'm going to spill all your lies
Don't try to make me feel small, that's a disguise
My battleaxe heart……..you criticize…….…you criticize
My Fears have fallen down
Do you want to dance here with me, or shall I cause a scene
In all the scenarios, you've got an empty dream …… it's an empty dream
High up, Look out, Look down
Cause boredom's creeping in
Truth of boundless sin
All the pariahs sigh
I'm going to spill all your lies
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