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Kick Against the Pricks EP

by Post Punk Podge & The Technohippies

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Verse !: Resume your consumption til you malfunction, til you keel over and die. Presume you are alive play the role with thick ill pride, presume that there is more than meets the eye, meets the eye. Smoke and mirrors hide the truth of men in suits corruption looms. Are we all doomed let the privileged keep a vigil over their material wealth. I'll do my best to be original whilst robbing from the dead. Chorus: This culture of mass deception it tricks our minds and eats our souls. This culture of mass deception consumes our lives and eats us all. This culture of mass deception it tricks our minds an eats our souls. This culture of mass deception consumes our lives and eats us all. Verse 2: Consume me I'm an MP3 farted into the wind. I'm a dying art an abandoned amusement park. A vulture of culture in the age of ignorance. Where we embrace belligerence to remain in existence, to remain in existence. Will we stay the distance? This post truth serum has infected my brain who to believe, what lies to inhale. They bite the hands that feed all of their greed. Their a law onto themselves but the truth it will prevail. Their a law onto themselves but the truth it will prevail. Chorus: This culture of mass deception it tricks our minds and eats our souls. This culture of mass deception consumes our lives and eats us all. This culture of mass deception it tricks our minds and eats our souls. This culture of mass deception consumes our lives and eats us all. Chorus repeats after fiddle solo Outro: If I had a bankers wages maybe I wouldn't live like a vagrant. If I had a bankers wages maybe I wouldn't feel so jaded. Fitzpatrick, Casey, Drumm and Boe may they rot in hell. They're the devil's own. Fitzpatrick, Casey, Drumm and Bowe may they rot in hell they're the devil's own.
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Verse 1: In this playground of a world don't let yourself be bullied you are stronger then you think. The bullies are the weak ones, the meek are the strong. We're the mirror image of their real feelings The Cistine chapel to their gawdy paintings . We'll fight them with our intellect and leave them fainting. Oh he's only only an alcoholic, she's only a junkie. Who are you to judge with such disdain. Are we all not human at the end of the day armed with a licence to make mistakes. I'm gonna brandish the sword of human kindness and cut down all your nasty spitefulness. That could be you some day we are all but a drink or a needle away. When our time is up on this earth we'll all be leaving in a hearse. There is no religon, no authority, no class system that defines who we are or how we are judged. They are imagined divisions that cause hatred and war. Don't be conned into believing in this form of control, Don't be conned into believing in this form of control. Chorus: There's so many begrudgers, So many motherfuckers. Kick Against the Pricks that wanna bring you down. There's so many begrudgers, so many motherfuckers. Kick against the pricks that wanna bring you down. There's so many begrudgers, so many motherfuckers. Kick against the pricks that wanna bring you down. There's so many begrudgers, so many motherfuckers. Kick Against the Pricks that wanna bring you down. verse 2: I'm expected to believe what I see on a screen a virtual world they try and sell to me. They paint a picture of a life of status and acclaim. Where people judge each other by the clothes they wear. The style of their hair the objects that prove they've made it. The house in the country and room for a pony maybe their the real phonies. I think I'd rather roll around in the gutter and cast my eyes to the stars for she who is wise and he who is wilde they need no Oscar need no prize. The greatest book that was ever read the work of art you taught you only dreamt. They are all inside your head. No one can take them away unleash your talent don't waste a day. Unleash your talent don't waste a day. Chorus: There's so many begrudgers. so many motherfuckers. Kick Against the Pricks who wanna bring you down. There's so many begdrugers, so many motherfuckers. Kick Against the Pricks that wanna bring you down. There's so many begrudgers. so many motherfuckers. Kick Against the Pricks who wanna bring you down. There's so many begrudgers. so many motherfuckers. Outro: Kick Against the Pricks who wanna bring you down. Kick Against the Pricks who wanna bring you down. Kick Against the Pricks who wanna bring you down. Kick Against the Pricks who wanna bring you down. Kick Against the Pricks who wanna bring you down.
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NEU!wave! 05:12
NEU!WAVE! FUTURE DAYS ARE HERE! NEU!WAVE! FUTURE DAYS ARE HERE! NEU!WAVE! FUTURE DAYS ARE HERE! NEU!WAVE! FUTURE DAYS ARE HERE!
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Verse 1: Politicians tuned into the channel of hypocrisy. Democracy has failed us it clearly doesn't work. The idiots are winning are winning spreading their scourge. My twenties are a blur, my twenties were a blur. Time to make the most of that borrowed time. The interest is rising quicker then water turns to wine. I have the work ethic but lack the confidence. If we smile at each other it's more then coincidence. Coz we all crave love from the cradle to the grave. What I lack in length I make up for in depth yeah. I impregnate beats like Bishop Eamon Casey. Some people never really got over the eighties. Chorus: Embrace your madness if it makes you happy. Loosen the strait jacket, pop two Xani's. Embrace your madness if it makes you happy. Drown out the sadness, Embrace your madness Verse 2: The church to me are just downright scandalous they top up altar wine with Ribena all the time. Did you hear about the nun with the high libido? She got with Father Pat, ripped off his speedo's. Atleast he's not a bloody paedo. I bet the son of God is Danny Devito. What do our fathers have in common? The were both beaten up by the Christian brothers. An island scarred by systematic abuse. Yeah the plight of many it became their noose. They suffered more then I ever could. Yeah as sure as kids were buried in Tuam. Chorus: Embrace your madness if it makes you happy. Loosen the strait jacket, pop two Xani's. Embrace your madness if it makes you happy. Drown out the sadness, Embrace your madness Middle 8: Amen, Amen, Amen, Oh Wee oh Chrous: Embrace your madness if it makes you happy. Loosen the strait jacket, pop two Xani's. Embrace your madness if it makes you happy. Drown out the sadness, Embrace your madness Embrace your madness if it makes you happy. Loosen the strait jacket, pop two Xani's. Embrace your madness if it makes you happy. Drown out the sadness, Embrace your madness

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Kick Against the Pricks is the debut EP by Limerick's Post Punk Podge & The Technohippies. A high octane attack on the senses one for punks, postmen/postwomen and everyone in between. Pay what you want or nothing at all any donations between now and January 1st 2018 will be given to the St.Vincent De paul in Limerick. Up An Post!!! Up the punks!!!

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released November 24, 2017

Music and Words by Post Punk Podge. Cover Design by Steve Savage.
Various Instrumentation played by Post Punk Podge.
Additional Instrumentation and drum programming by Chris Quigley. All songs recorded and mixed by Chris Quigley accept for 'Kick Against the Pricks' which was recorded by Chris Quigley and Naive Ted. Mastering by Richard Dowling of WAV MASTERING in Limerick. Huge Thanks and Shout outs to: All the ladies and gentlemen involved in DIY LK, The Unscene, Chris Quigley, Steve Savage, Naive Ted, DR. Asparagus Montague, Teddy, Richard Holland, Ronan Falvey, Kealan Murphy, Conor Blake, Sean O'Donoghue, Duplication.ie, my post punk mam Claire and all the sound heads making music in Limerick and Ireland at the moment across all genres. Keep up the hard work and keep creating the world is a much brighter place because of you. Much Love. PPP.

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Post Punk Podge & The Technohippies Limerick, Ireland

Post Punk Podge & The Technohippies is a figment of punk and An Post's imagination a singer/rapper/musician from Limerick. His goal is to turn the symbol of the brown envelope from a symbol of corruption, deception and greed into a symbol of self-expression, defiance and laughter. The Technohippies are his accomplices. ... more

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