Biting the hand that feeds you bullshit

by Feick's Device

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    The entire album on black vinyl in a full colour sleeve with 3mm spine

    Includes digital pre-order of Biting the hand that feeds you bullshit. You get 3 tracks now (streaming via the free Bandcamp app and also available as a high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more), plus the complete album the moment it’s released.
    digital album releases November 2, 2017
    item ships out on or around October 13, 2017
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    Pre-order of Biting the hand that feeds you bullshit. You get 3 tracks now (streaming via the free Bandcamp app and also available as a high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more), plus the complete album the moment it’s released.
    releases November 2, 2017

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1.
03:18
2.
02:36
3.
03:21
4.
Into the Arabian Sea
5.
Honest
6.
Curalium impellendum
7.
Reset
8.
Temporary deferral of wants and needs (Temporary happiness)
9.
Jesus pusher
10.
Full spectrum warrior
11.
Straight & Silky

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Second album by Australian artcore quartet Feick's Device, shouty-poppy-abrasive excursion into lies and promises that never come to anything

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releases November 2, 2017

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Feick's Device Sydney, Australia

Four piece independent art-rock band from Sydney, Australia.

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Track Name: Old stories
A lot of old stories
just need a few new words
to bring them back to life,
to bring them to the surface
again

A lot of old stories
have never gone away
they've always been with us,
behind what we say
They just need a few new tunes
to help us believe
in their nefarious
purposes...
again

again, with fear
again, we fear
Track Name: Wage slave
All I want to do is run away,
all I want to do is run away...

and take you with me, my friend
and take you with me, my children...
But there's nowhere we can be free
there's nowhere we won't pay rent
just to be, just to be

All I want to do is run away
and the wage slave comes home to rest
and the wages hover overhead
like a bird of doom, like just reward - emolument

I might as well sell my children to pay for my debts
I might as well offer them the moon
to think we'd ever leave

all I want to do is run away

and the wage slave hovers over rest...