SCHLÄGEREI

by Have You Seen Jenny

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Why these towers white and wet and cracked walls are still standing in the middle of the mold and might be crying cause there's black tears running down the streets of the city we clearly hear the agony of those dying monsters which are spitting their guts they are their own infection yeah the machines are about to fall and we are smiling Smells of dust of ashes and of rust we're looking forward to the last days of Rome Smells of dust of ashes and of rust we're looking forward to the Last Days Can't wait to jump over the sleep of the giants cracked jars on the tables barbarians at the doors temples on fire and the masks of the power drowning away in a petrol like stream yeah we clearly hear the agony of the last pretenders lying on top of golden desks with knives in their backs the castle is about to collapse and we are smiling Smells of dust of ashes and of rust we're looking forward to the last days of Rome Smells of dust of ashes and of rust we're looking forward to the Last Days And faces around seem to portend the fearful foreseen threat and straight out of a long loud sigh a ladder grows high up where ashes are flying over a dim brand new light Smells of dust of ashes and of rust we're looking forward to the Last Days
2.
Spit out from the pit of a rough night blinded by a spotless sea sky raw light Here are coming around the shades of the Freak Parade Down the street of civilians crowded with booing moral holder ghosts Here are coming around the shades of the Freak Parade Born to wear Born to wear one of the two commonly assigned restrictive lies Now sporting non conformity angry mystery splashing out of this queer clique Targeted by some scared scrutinizing looks heavy as bible books Social police freaks out cause there ain't enough boxes to fit those freaks in fit those freaks in Their cheeks iridescent mirrors burning rays to judging glares makeup twisted rivers where pointed fingers get drowned Nightless dawn pinkish colour is lightening their eyes Which are screaming loudly in an utter silent voice see us we exist no compromise deny it and expect a violent aftermath
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It could be that it's done and all is already dead it could be that it's gone and all is already dead The show the jest the machines around already motionless and kissing the ground The city skyline and old poster showing has-been reality It could be that it's done and that all is already dead It just takes time to figure it out it just takes time to figure it out that we're just living in a reality that already gave its last breath And that our vision of it some dead light from things which vanished ages ago but which takes time to travel to our poor human eyes And those industrial ruins covered up in green and rusty stories are actually more real than the last tower to pop out of Elephant and Castle And those ruins are a glimpse of the future not visions from the past yeah those ruins are a glimpse of the future not visions from the past And in those graves you can find the living in those graves you can find the living in those graves you can find the living in those graves you can find the living
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Once on the streets deep night and rolling wheels black dog white teeth through the midnight beats shivering trailer raw light eye liner aware not scared heading right to the tall monster facing the temple fence quick and careful glance some outside to watch while we jump to snatch the overproduction waste what we call foodand they call scraps Cuz this is the way for such bastards this is the way for such bastards who are in love with their sullen alienation this is the way for such bastards Digging through surprise boxes as curious as London foxes but black dog barking whistle screaming blue lights no doubt those cowboys turned out to check us out wearing the law as a stupid gray suit which definitely will never suit anybody Cuz this is the way for such bastards this is the way for such bastards who are in love with their sullen alienation this is the way for such bastards Because we're squatting society gaps and fucking off the nasty traps some cops of the borough feeling like great superheroes are happy to run to try to arrest us chasing us criminals who that night broke the law with anger and with no guns Cuz this is the way for such bastards this is the way for such bastards who are in love with their sullen alienation this is the way for such bastards

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released December 31, 2019

Rinn - vocals, guitar
June - drums, bass

Queer Ultraviolence extract read by S. Haddow
Mrs. Dalloway extract read by Nat Avid
Additional vocals on London Foxes by the amazing Efa Supertramp

recorded & produced at Evertone studio by Flo

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Have You Seen Jenny Marseille, France

Queer squatpunk.
We played at your house eviction party.

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