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March of the Drones

from NOWHERE by FREDDY FUDD PUCKER

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The drones drag their faces in the mud
Though the dank stink of a bio-electric morning
They are born mouthless and eyeless
From clay they come together to form the Chimera
In their ears they hear greed itself
Sing don’t you wanna take the meat right off the shelf?
Without a mouth they are cursed with silence
Long live the lonely prince of violence

You don’t know who you are again
You’re talking to yourself again

Pierce the heart and curse the mind
There’s no tears, this lake is long dry
The silver arrow leaves nothing to decide
The lullaby comes alive

Little boy blue and all his friends
Were locked up tight, practicing obedience
Their voices screamed from pockets inside out
A tyranny of fingers shoved them back inside the house
Where the common cold is on the handkerchief
Sneaking up like a common thief
Sign the dotted line for a small print savior unknown
And usher in the age of the drones

You won’t know where you came from
Whatever you knew it all was wrong

Pierce the heart and curse the mind
There’s no tears, this lake is long dry
The silver arrow leaves nothing to decide
The lullaby came alive

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from NOWHERE, released April 13, 2012

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Freddy Fudd Pucker is a one-boy-band with ethos firmly rooted in DIY.

Although originally from Aotearoa, Freddy lives in Berlin.

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