From the Big Dada release page:
Every death is an apocalypse for someone. But did you ever hear an ending so sweet?
Here’s a little death for you, sneezed on to a virtual seven inches, an exhaled ecstasy all the way from California. Sex and death and California.
Here’s the story: In a corporate,...
Hold down beholder
Hold down beholder
Hold down beholder
The handle's broken
Come get your beating
Did I not feed you?
You're my boy and your god is evil
Point blank
Gasp for air when there's two in here
Silent day to torture
Join me, comrade
Dinner with dogs and kissing sad cats
Scraps and all for the cunning rats
Drawing blood and have a drink
Take a shot and then shoot, shooter
Take a shot and then shoot, shooter
Take a shot and then shoot
Oh, soon come soon
Oh, soon come soon
Come and get it
Oh, soon come soon
Oh, soon come soon
Come and get it, come and get it
Turn me up, turn me up
Say, say, say
Batter up, batter up
Hey, hey, hey
Having enough is not enough to say
Choice is not a luxury
On this occasion definitely
(Honestly, it is)
Green grasses and green grasses in green patches
Sandcastles, full throttle, something subtle
Paper rubbles inside the girdle mumbling curses
System of her dancing, nothing worth liking
Lower than a bastard, classing from the Baster
Burying the hatchet
How do you think she likes it?
She lay the chigger in the casket
How do you think she likes it?
Throwing caution to the wind
Letting love pass you by
Send a note to future self
Stay awake and alert
Hear the click clang at the belts
The rustling in the leaves, my dear
(At the instant of detonation, the temperature the nuclear fireball is twenty million degrees – as hot as the surface of the sun.)
Oh, soon come soon
Oh, soon come soon
Oh, soon come soon
Oh, soon come soon
Oh, soon come soon
Oh, soon come soon
Oh, soon come soon
Oh, soon come soon
Soon Come Soon was written by ‘G’ Hastings & Kayus Bankole & Alloysious Massaquoi.
Soon Come Soon was produced by Young Fathers.
Young Fathers released Soon Come Soon on Mon Dec 01 2014.