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Dead Man's Waltz

from The False Dilemma by BUSHWHACKER

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  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    12" vinyl version of our 2nd full-length album. Pressed on 140 gram black vinyl with full colour lyric sheet. Sounds great on your Grandmother's dusty old Phonograph Player, also makes a nice wall decoration.

    Includes unlimited streaming of The False Dilemma via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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      $25 CAD

     

  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    CD of our 2nd full-length album. Digitally reproduced onto plastic discs using the most advanced laser technology known to man, protected by a high-tech jewel case for optimal wind resistance and scratch protection. Perfect for your Sony SHOCKWAVE Portable Compact Disc player or your 1999 Pontiac Sunfire.

    Includes unlimited streaming of The False Dilemma via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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      $10 CAD

     

lyrics

Not the philosophers, but the fret sawyers and stamp collectors
compose the backbone of society

A slave is no longer a victim of pain
Rather enslaved by paper withholding a face
Solitary confinement, artificial excitement
The pendulum swings between man and machine
Insufficient provisions deny our reptilian needs

You can’t deny that your life is nothing,
But a tooth in the fucking cogwheel
Twisting and turning, burning and rolling
Through impotent free will
Imprisonment for intelligence;
They brought you here, did we volunteer?
Now we dance to the shouts of the comforting queen
Marching as she is watching
Through the house of the dead, our fetters are red
And now I raise my left hand up while my right hand is tied

Dance in your fetters
Free your mind from the blur
Demonized for your pleasures
To those chained by the nightmare of (His)tory

Metamorphosis into a brave new human
Shackled and bound into perceived comfort
Pulling your puppet strings in this dead man's waltz

You can’t deny that your life is nothing,
But a tooth in the fucking cogwheel
Twisting and turning, burning and rolling
Through impotent free will
Imprisonment for intelligence;
They brought you here, did we volunteer?
Now we dance to the shouts of the comforting queen
Marching as she is watching
Through the house of the dead, our fetters are red
And now I raise my left hand up while my right hand is tied

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from The False Dilemma, released March 5, 2016
Lyrics written by Egan, Woods
Music written & arranged by Egan, Woods, Komaromi

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