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Twirling Towards Freedom EP

by General Pants & The Privates

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1.
So the time has finally come We know how it all ends Say farewell to your loved ones Family and friends But there's no running in the streets No one screams or cries The last words of our civilisation Are Twitter @replies Maybe you're the first one to hashtag #endofdays But soon this trending topic will mean nothing anyway The apocalypse is practically unforeseen Your final embrace as it hits is with your touch screen It strikes us all at once but still It feels like an age All that remains is a tiny signal Displaying its home page "Humanity is currently down For unplanned maintenance We apologise for any Inconvenience" Maybe you're the first one to hashtag #endofdays But soon this trending topic will mean nothing anyway The apocalypse is practically unforeseen Your final embrace as it hits is with your touch screen Yes even Google commemorates our fate The two o's are still there, but the rest spells 'It's too late' This is the way the world ends (Were we Following the right people?)
2.
Everything you did was another mistake. Like you running from a store with the things you usually take And I don't See anything wrong with that But my cause was justified 'cause you were my only friend And you always lead the way you were with me 'till the end And that's all I really needed in fact. And I have no regrets I don't need to forget You made myself me You were the perfect company The perfect company And that needs no apologies Your parties never sucked and you always had the booze And you'd only laugh away when I'm puking on your shoes A kid's mind should never live without fun Our days of spraying cans and breaking toilet bowls was the only way that kids like us could learn some self control and this all Is the art of being young And I wouldn't call these bad things Our faults just mean we're learning There's no other way it could be you were the perfect company The perfect company And that needs no apologies.
3.
Sway 04:07
Does it make you wonder why the bee must die When it stings you in the finger just to give you teary eyes Just like the girl Just like the girl Of course you had to tease her mum 'cause you yourself only had one You missed out on a kiss you had only stealthily touched her thumb Limp in the well Limp in the well And they'd bring down satellites And they'd pull down the whole damn sky And they'd make you see the tears from their quiet cries And they'd tell you that it's all alright A man with a bomb, a detonator and a gun Stands in a room he cannot run No one will breathe No one will breathe His palms are sweating, they're betting that he's not a man He detonates and is blown apart like sand No more enemies No more enemies And they'd bring down satellites And they'd pull down the whole damn sky And they'd make you see the tears from their quiet cries And they'd tell you that it's all alright Still you let her fade away Still you treat it as a game Just to impress mankind but they won't feel the same When you find the ones you loved can only sway
4.
Third Degree 02:59
Change of pace, These god damn chords don't fit here. My 'art' erased, My patience burnt and seared. Hey faceless face, What's with the third degree? "Oh would you shut up son, You're thinking of Jeopardy" Oh no I'm not, These grey stone walls are all I've got Everytime I write a song I know I'll always get the lyrics wrong, Without your company. And these days they slide behind These bars, my thoughts they form small scars. With no comfort for these seeds. You leave me with a third degree No heinous crime, Committed no act of treason. But like water to wine, My lies are without reason. Pressure applied, He cries 'this is not torture!" And so beneath my wires, I mutter words blue unlike water. Oh no I don't, I have no words, I do not know. Everytime I write a song I know, I'll always get the lyrics wrong. Without your company. And these days they slide behind. These bars my thoughts the form small scars, With no comfort for these seeds. You leave me with a third degree.
5.
nside your hand, inside your hand was a tiny pebble smoothed by the sand and you won't stay together Nothing small will last forever A yellowed string, a yellowed string you wound and wove to craft a ring and it won't always be hers wrapped around her index finger While they're burning We're still learning about the other sons No need for lies No need for lies this time While they bleed we feel the need to learn about their history Can't see through light They can't see you if you close your eyes Hidden away, hidden away Were the games on boards you used to play But you grew too old to use these They had their lives to keep you pleased And the jar of worms, the jar of worms Who have been dead beneath the dirt For three years since their capture You gave them names that's all that matters And the pieces Fall together But when they wash away We can't go back And our hearts burn For that moment We all love and lose These are no artefacts.

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released April 4, 2012

Tracks 1-5 recorded and mixed by Alex Carey at Straight Outta Concord Studios, and mastered by Syd Green. Track 6 recorded by Xavier in his bedroom.

Tracks 1 & 6 by XRN, Track 4 by TS and AK, Tracks 2,3 and 5 by AK.

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General Pants & The Privates Sydney, Australia

General Pants & the Privates are a 'so-much-more-than-a-' ska band from the inner west of Sydney, Australia. Our turn-ons include ridiculous cocktails, people who dance, and the appropriate fucking use of swearwords.

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