Taken from "Waved Out" 1998
"I’m tired of you
This occasion rattled me a lot
We build our island towers high
Will it fall on me?
A steeple of knives
Caught in core emotions rising
Now our eyes have seen the hurt
Premonition/relapse
Below"
A propulsive rhythmic track that pretty much sums up a lot of later Pollard material. A cool riff with an explosive finish. Punk with a capital P(op)(ollard). Good song.
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