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Strange days

from Amor Fati by Mournful Skank

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Birds of prey sharpen their claws...
Too much powder in ther nozes...
In our lives labs take a browse
on the behalf of great causes.
Guileful the rules over newest craddles
and the system words of course fuddles.
Laughs of my youth I can recall.
Now my dimples are stiffed and all...
We know strange days, somehow crime pays.
We know strange days... Hm, crime pays.

What will you say to them all kiddoes
about coward and obscene poses ?
They will turn into John Does
'cos you sold them to buy your doses...
Behind pother grow tentacles
while our honest sire hackles.
Laughs of your youth you shall recall
'cos you now hear voices through the wall.
We know strange days, somehow crime pays.
We know strange days... Hm, crime pays.

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from Amor Fati, released May 15, 2021

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Mournful Skank France

Mournful Skank is an experimental project exploring sad reggae, acoustic dark dub, hybrid skank ;)

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My music is influenced by William Blake, les Béru, Coil, the Gladiators, Horace Andy, Dead Combo, Portishead, Tom Waits, Castaneda. Ainsi parlait Zarathoustra.
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