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Galloping Hooves of the Apocalypse

by Galloping Hooves of the Apocalypse

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1.
The Feast 01:54
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2.
Porn So Hard I Quit Drugs 02:01
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If you split upstairs that’s alright with me In a beat I’ll be gone and be off counting ten As you reeled from that fall from grace I cannot fit right in your corner of the world And you feel strong like Teflon Attenuating life’s spiels until the yolk disappears And at full speed my karma grows You’re a big bad momma in your heelslappers, here we go! Hey, hey, alright Porn so hard, I quit drugs Shut up, You’re so stuck up And you talk like a man With impressed eyes, withdrawn down I can tell by your face that you’re the centre of the world And you got strong the hard way Shuttered up so fast that the evening disappears Ah, but you’ll see, I’m harder, yo You’re grief stricken momma, in your best dress, on your toes! Hey, hey, alright Porn so hard, I quit drugs
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Tall Boy 01:39
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Blow caution away I got nothing to say Who knows there might be something? Up in the grey Up in the grey Hey hey! Why so wired? Why so tired? You look alive There’s no one like you Alcohol and abuse Will lead you to your safety In the kingdom of blue Kingdom of blue Hey hey! Why so wired? Why so tired? You look alive Hey, Tall Boy She loathes you But I know you Smooth motherfucker, Tall Boy Consider it gone When there’s nothing quite wrong Why love you? Why need you? She’ll sing in her song Sing in her song Hey hey! Why so wired? Why so tired? You look alive
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Spite The Sea 01:33
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This time I thought it would last With my head held high, I’m not going anywhere That time, situations and dreams are worn and torn away from me And now I see it with a military mind It got distorted, I got so blind on Count Pushkin in paper cups Oppressed, unimpressed and we are worn Big man, buy yourself a drink, before you waste everyone Shadowed eyes and the colour of your handshake We are worn Bad times Standing around endeared with your fucking fists high Shallow smiles and the colour of your landscape And now I see it with a military mind It got distorted, I got so blind on Count Pushkin in paper cups Oppressed, unimpressed and we are worn Big man, buy yourself a drink, before you waste everyone Shadowed eyes and the colour of your handshake We are worn
5.
Wanker On A Saturday 01:29
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Well, I’ve been the lowest Wanker on a Saturday I’ve been the lowest So low
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You, Me & Ron Jeremy 02:10
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Well, I’m a baddie, baby, entangled, rubber flavoured I’m anxious to create some intrigue You rubbed me up a genie to rob you of your honey Whilst staining my old lady’s settee I lean into the TV, not feeling at all sleazy Salacious with my mislabelled tape And you’re straight into the action Producing filthy happenings Just you, me and Ron Jeremy Well, I sense I must be tense, because baby I’m offensive Chatting to the girls on the street If he’s a Porno Pharaoh, then I’m a superhero Flush in length with old Harry Reems Did a favour for the guy and placed it in her eye Whilst we was pussy-footing around I’m warming to you, honey Our sex is fucking funny Just you, me and Ron Jeremy I don’t wanna be a cock-rock casualty
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Rhythmortis Of The Hands, Feet & Legs 02:35
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Rhythmortis of the Hands, Feet, & Legs Sitting round at the men’s retreat drinking Bremen with Nige and Abe Singing songs about The Enemy I’ve got my faith decided up in my head You’d think it was all in my head Digging down on an appalling scale You damn me but I’m the best Take control of the alphabet Wretched moves, making sense, I see it’s all in my head You’d think it was all in my head Rhythmortis of the hands, feet and legs Shaking limbs, yeah, I’m in fear You and me and Ron Jeremy Making moves, making sense, ah fuck; it’s all in my head You’d think it was all in my head
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Poison Ivy 00:41
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You sheath me completely and treat me like poison ivy And I want you so strong, yet jealous, which bothers me, yes Broken sidings fall away And yet in my mind you’ve come to stay In my mind you scare me When we’re all so fucking ordinary I’m surprised we got along Gotta fall in line Go in your way and cross yourself You got to get your way You’ve outfoxed yourself and I’ve lost the will to stay
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Grinding Halt 01:19
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No light No people No scream No people Stop Short Grinding Halt Everything is coming to a grinding halt No time No people No speak No people Stop Short Grinding Halt Everything is coming to a grinding halt
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Centre Of Attention 01:17
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This song won’t give you something to believe in There’s nothing here to help you You’re insipid and boring Time standing still for fascination Just being in your skin, you feel so claustrophobic I don’t wanna be the centre of attention Standing tutored like a hooker in a hallway I don’t wanna be the centre of attention I don’t wanna be with you Face to face with consternation Forgive me if I’m bored and lacking concentration It breaks my heart to feel so obligated Complicated / Underhanded I don’t wanna be the centre of attention Standing tutored like a hooker in a hallway I don’t wanna be the centre of attention I don’t wanna be with you
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Garden Centre Slappers 01:24
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Sat around in a bar I gotta bleed that tap dry all up, all open season Never needed to recognise potential All fun No flair All fucking your way Cross credit years of no direction Never needed to reference my dissention Oh, pretty mistress with a six pack Another redneck summer weekend Ah, you’ll drive me away Gimme a break Just nod if you care for my protection Sad sitting around with no direction Here I come with a sense of satisfaction All fun No flair All fucking your way Shot around to the bar I gotta bleed that tap dry all up, all open season My porno mags sucking the heat I give the best bloody beatings like six ways from Sunday
12.
Open Up A Demon 01:00
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Now you got the best sunny corner of a setting scene I can come and turn out your lights When you open up a demon to conjure up a feeling Of lax and supine gallantry highs I say hey, its okay, to sit there and stew From the corner of your mouth comes a Reich-style military blues My face is regulating the basis of complaining It’s daring escapades I don’t mind Hiding from your neighbourhood Dancing round your cemeteries Waiting for your cheery delights I say hey, its okay, to sit there and stew From the corner of your mouth comes a Reich-style military blues Military blues
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Bad Bad Bad 01:22
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Wretched little runaway Sit back Support your head in pain Heart breaks You’re on your own again You’re just the same old, same-old Bad dreams to stop / It’s all I really want You should be ashamed Paced off Haunting hallways Stared your own reflection out of your head again Your face drops inside your stinking sweat You’re such a dour little man Three emotions and you’re feeling drained Bad dreams to stop / It’s all I really want You should be ashamed
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You Are The Enemy 02:39
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Gee up baby, to the top of the hill my friend You put a spell on me To hear the axe snapping through the air You’re so proud of the way we used to be Drenched down in a feeling of all for one Never smile Never be there for anyone It may have evened up your mind Tee off baby, to the top of the hill, oh yeah I feel so delighted And yet I neither connect nor care So dry this wind in the autumn sun Why bother speaking to anyone? You’ve never had a lot to say But your momentary piece of mind Fuck you, you’re the enemy Fuck you, you’re the enemy You’re Number One You’ll need some friends before we meet again They’ve turned poison to mountain air Changed gold into glass Condensed the shards in your laugh So no one brakes to shed their own mistakes Whilst singing over your shoulder blades I’m hanging on your apostrophes Forethought can starve And if we’re brave we’ll never reason again The winning party’s a centipede The winning party’s a centipede The dreamer you are, you’re drifting away Before you meet your end you’ll be fine Because baby you’re blind

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First Galloping Hooves of the Apocalypse album.

Recorded by Kriss Dee at The Killingroom 1 Grey Lynn in 2005. Vocals and mixing with Hugh Harlow at Richmond Road.

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released July 1, 2005

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Galloping Hooves of the Apocalypse Auckland, New Zealand

Ridiculous punk rock from Auckland, Aotearoa New Zealand.

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