Fucking up our streets
The deafening beats
of dead hearts pulsating
They don't need low cloud
They don't need a sail
They will still collide without fail
Walking into dead hearts everyday
These dead hearts everyday
Idiots in the way
This battle's here to stay
Blocking out the light
The horrible sight
Of dead things gyrating
If I lived it out
What is in my brain
I'd be doing time
Without bail
Walking into dead hearts everyday
These dead hearts everyday
Idiots in the way
This battle's here to stay
You're a single blossom left alive
Don't die a dead heart
The Bristol band wed bright, hallucinogenic soul to propulsive jazz funk, resulting in the perfect combination of groove and atmosphere. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024