Sparkle Motion

by Zvilnik

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1.
The Goose 02:28
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! We’ll spin straw into gold if you’ll just spell our name But we don’t really rate your chances Like the golden egg you’re infrequently laid And what’s good for the goose is good propaganda Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Kissing frogs is a route to a bad reputation And statistically speaking your odds aren’t improving But you’re making the same moves over and over And what’s good for the goose is good propaganda Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! What’s good for the goose is good propaganda What’s good for the goose is good propaganda What’s good for the goose is good propaganda What’s good for the goose is good propaganda Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
2.
In a factory, assembled Random parts of broken robots Something new begins emerging Something different is occurring Pull the strings and weld the panels Prime the weapons and explosives Turn the key to start the engine Execute the treason program Turn the crank and pull the levers Run the code of true believers Lubricate the wheel of judgement Ready for the infidel If it should move then we’ll oil it If it shouldn’t, tape it down (x4) Now it only remains to activate the system in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Apologones advancelywise for sonicules we presentate But all our calcumentions indify this is nutritionish So loopified and volumised we bring to you this communik And patiently suggestify that you Vote Zvilnik Illuminoids for guidance systems photonate the enemy To claritate the undergrid and detonate the heretics The transponster wants you to testify So we suggestify that you Vote Zvilnik
3.
This dumb machine won’t run itself Someone’s got to turn the crank and disengage the flywheel This dumb machine can’t make its own decisions So you’re gonna have to punch instructions This dumb machine won’t take responsibility So you’re gonna take the fall when it all goes wrong This machine, this dumb machine - just kick it Kick it harder Kick it one more time, it’ll get the message This machine, this dumb machine - just kick it Kick it harder Kick it one more time This dumb machine’s an idiot But it cost more than your education This dumb machine’s illiterate But it sees all, hears all, knows quite a bit about you This machine’s intelligent If you measure intelligence in a particular way We could make it sentient But then who would we blame when it all goes wrong? This machine, this dumb machine - just kick it Kick it harder Kick it one more time, it’ll get the message This machine, this dumb machine - just kick it Kick it harder Kick it one more time You are all to blame This dumb machine won’t run itself This dumb machine won’t get the message This dumb machine won’t run itself This dumb machine won’t get the message This dumb machine won’t run itself This dumb machine won’t get the message This dumb machine won’t run itself This dumb machine
4.
In the clear, and you never knew we were here Watching you And we would have got away with it too If it wasn’t for you meddling kids No surprise, we’re an army of crawling eyes We’re the bad guys, gathering secrets But we’re not so keen on you gathering ours You did not care, when you didn’t know we were there Watching you And we would have got away with it too If it wasn’t for you meddling kids Like you heard You’re gonna get what you deserve Not so much What you’re expecting Looking up from below And down from above It’s not what you know, whaddya know? It’s about what you did We know what you said And what that implies For the army of crawling eyes We’re up in your walls, whaddya know? We’re up in your wires Your secret desires Who dares spies The army of crawling eyes
5.
Red Vs. Blue 02:50
It’s you and me, puzzle to solve A detonator Select a wire, just make a choice And see what happens One stops the clock, one sets me off This should be simple So take a chance, just take a shot And see what happens If you push me I might explode But don’t you see, if I explode I serve my purpose But maybe I don’t want to die But then what good am I? So cut the red, or cut the blue It makes no difference Which one you choose, I’m bound to lose So see what happens If you push me I might explode
6.
This is my prediction Of the things to come / It's not science fiction It’s for everyone We never lived on the moon We never went to the stars The future is assured This is the outcome / The singularity Is not a fantasy You're an anomaly If you can't see that // In the future, in the future, they will only need our heads Heads in jars, driving cars, they will only need our heads In the future, in the future, they will only need our heads Heads in jars, all you need, all you need is love First it will be subtle, changes to the humans / Easing the evil into evolution / Hive integration, transcendental thinking Neural interlinking, we are all and one // The singularity Is not a fantasy You're an anomaly If you can't see that In the future, in the future, they will only need our heads Heads in jars, driving cars, they will only need our heads In the future, in the future, they will only need our heads Heads in jars, all you need, all you need is love In the future, in the future, in the future they will only need our heads In the future, in the future, in the future they will only need our heads In the future, in the future, in the future they will only need our heads In the future, in the future, in the future they will only need our heads
7.
I liked his walk, and so I copied step by step And I walked a mile or two until I found out where he lived I liked his shoes, and so I took them from him So he couldn’t run away if he wanted to I liked his hair, and so shaved it from his head And made myself a hat to remind me of him I liked his voice, and so I cut it from his neck And now he only speaks when I speak for him I took his heart And I put it in a jar So he’s perfectly preserved And he got what he deserved I liked his face, and so I took it from him And I wore it like a mask at the carnival I liked his skin, and so I took it for myself And with a nifty stitch or two I can wear him like a coat I didn’t like his friends, so they’re not around anymore But he doesn’t seem concerned by their disappearance I took his eyes, and I wear them round my neck So he only ever sees what I want him to I took his heart And I put it in a jar So he’s perfectly preserved And he got what he deserved Hold still (Excuse me who are you?) It will be worse if you resist (I don’t know what you’re doing here?) Let me get what I came for (Hold your horses) And I’ll be on my way (I didn’t sign up for this) You’re not aware (I don’t know who you are) How much you wanted this (I don’t know how you got my name) But I can read the signs (What are you doing in my house) And so I did it anyway (What are you doing here) I took his heart And I put it in a jar So he’s perfectly preserved And he got what he deserved
8.
Why are you hitting yourself Are you kidding me Why are you hitting yourself? Do not look behind the curtain These are orders not suggestions Puppets must do as directed Do not move until you're told Shut your filthy mouth don't make me Keep you in the dark again, and If you take that tone with me I'll put you in your box and then Who knows? Perhaps you'll be forgotten Puppets are such simple things You should accept you're not the one who pulls the strings Why are you hitting yourself, are you kidding me Why are you hitting yourself? Use the words that you've been given No one cares for your opinion You're a voice without a mind Who speaks for those who stand behind you It's a fact of your construction Baby, you were made for this You're the mouth and I'm the magic You're no ventriloquist Why are you hitting yourself, are you kidding me Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself, are you kidding me Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself, are you kidding me Why are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting yourself, are you kidding me Why are you hitting yourself?
9.
To be fair, I probably wasn’t listening No offence, I’ve a tendency to filter you out For about fifty percent of the time But I’m trying to get that to sixty or more You’re a bore, I’d like to show you the door I’ll explain, I’d like you to collide with a train Or anything moving at speed A car or a bus if that gets the job done Just a shove, and the traffic does the rest And the mess is someone else’s problem And best of all you’re permanently out of the frame And there is no consequence It’s not that I hate you It’s just that I want you to die Nothing personal It’s just that I want you to die I’m just saying that I want you to... You were there, and you saw everything Bad things, happen to people who are generally good And they shouldn’t but those are the breaks And people are falling off things all the time It’s not safe, these barriers are flimsy at best Without a proper health and safety test The rest is horribly predicatable Leave it to gravity Accidents, when everything is said and done Everyone could be the tragic victim of one And it seems your time has come But it could have been anyone The universe hates you And it wants you to die Nothing personal It’s just that it wants you to die I’m just saying that it wants you to... Die! I’m not done so many people standing on the edge of platforms not paying enough attention Leaning out of open windows - not wearing head protection, failing to read clear instructions Going further than suggested - ignoring warning labels printed for your health and safety Putting fingers into holes where fingers were not meant to go - digging your own graves and that is why I’m saying that I want you to...
10.
Gaslighter 03:00
Everything you know has been replaced With a copy that’s identical in every single way Everybody that you know’s now a clone That cannot be distinguished from the people that you knew yesterday But the problem is you know what’s occurred You’re the only one aware of this thing going down And they’ll drop you in the nuthatch If you say a word Don’t say a word Don’t say a word Don’t stop now, don’t stop here Don’t stop in alligator country Don’t speak up, don’t speak out Don’t say a word in alligator country Don’t stop now, don’t stop here Don’t stop in alligator country Don’t speak up, don’t speak out Don’t say a word You’re aware that it might be in your mind But it seems so real when you view it from the inside And you may be on the brink Of a mental collapse but that’s exactly what they want you to think So you take it on the chin And keep looking for the lizards underneath their skin And though it seems absurd You won’t say a word Don’t say a word I thought I knew who you were I thought I knew who you were I thought I knew who you were I thought I knew who you were Don’t stop now, don’t stop here Don’t stop in alligator country Don’t speak up, don’t speak out Don’t say a word
11.
Aerodynamics 06:02
All that walking is is stopping yourself falling Gravity’s my only enemy Flying, it’s falling upwards It depends upon your point of view What’s a girl to do to get a little lift round here? Air traffic control, I don’t need a runway Defying physics is just how I pass the day I’m a bumblebee, speaking metaphorically What’s a girl to do to find a place to land round here? The only reason that helicopters fly Is they’re too ugly, even the ground repels them Aerodynamics, an overrated science And helicopters do not care about such things I’m not feeling like my stabiliser’s functioning I’m not feeling that the medication’s working all that well Newton knew, what goes up, must come down What’s a girl to do to get a little lift round here? Air traffic control, I might need assistance Nothing brings you down like excess air resistance An impossibility, descending vertically What’s a girl to do to find a place to crash round here The only reason that helicopters fly Is they’re too ugly, even the ground repels them Aerodynamics, an overrated science And helicopters do not care about such things Aerodynamics, a complicated problem And helicopters do not care

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The first full length album from Zvilnik, giving you all the sci-fi geekery wrapped up in a coating of bizarre cabaret rock you can handle. Eat it all up, it's good for you.

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released November 1, 2014

Lyrics by Paddy Green, Music by Paddy Green, Bobby Gormley, Lyndsey Wilson, Stephen Mellows-Facer and Robert Lindsay

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Zvilnik cannot be killed by conventional methods, now in their third incarnation, regenerating not with the glamour of a phoenix, but the grime of a re-re-re-animated Frankenstein’s cadaver. Stitched together by the unrelenting hands of an unhinged doctor, maniacally thrusting in freshly exhumed organs where each previous part has dropped away, jolting a spark of life through the ungodly result. ... more

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