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Chemical Tardigrade

by Barren Womb

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1.
McLembas 03:10
To ride, shoot straight and speak the truth Go to work in the morning Straight to the fucking polling booth Home in the evening Drink beer, my fountain of youth Hell or high culture I listen to punk I'm a social vulture Martyr complex crippling me I'm never leaving my factory Fight the righteous fight like a canary I will die for your sins All singing, all dancing crap of the world Still in shackles Together we burn Destroying art won't fix this barren womb Do you think that you’re good and true? Just walk it off Hear violins playing just for you? Walk it off Refrain from luxury Drink it off (smoke it off) Drive a tesla to the factory Walk it off
2.
Bug Out Bag 03:49
Science, don’t you fail us now Nothing burns brighter than books In the middle of the city? Some might say it's a bad look Can we please not Mad Max And think a little bit? But why? I don't need to get you All I need is the truth Do you really wanna do this? It's gonna be a ruse Science, won’t you save me now? I burn everything in view Oh yeah I am the fire I need to let loose This is not my first rodeo I've burnt all kinds of stuff before Electric cars with gasoline Credit cards with kerosene The flames will lick us clean Wash away the ugliness In the middle of the city Gonna leave a skeletal mess In the middle of the city I burn everything in view Oh yeah I am the fire Always burning true So true I’m always lit I’m gonna burn you I’m lit
3.
There’s an itch in her soul That she can’t quite scratch Now she’s out of control Cooking up a new batch Noxious fumes sets her face on fire Even death can’t take her higher Dressed in perspiration Shaking like a wet retriever Straight up jubilation No one is gonna believe her A neon ooze accents the moonlight And for a moment the world seems all right Just enjoy the ride tonight How much dope is dope enough To keep the skies afloat? I wanna know How much smoke is smoke enough To hide the leaky lifeboat? I wanna know Yeah, I wanna know
4.
Tonight, I’m gonna get plastered Wipe the shit out of my third eye Become a full-blown disaster A street urchin A chemical tardigrade Zero sum game Always well played Breakfast up the nose Just a trivial dose Beaujolais, chips and cheat codes Tonight, I’m gonna master Forbidden geometry Ritual misery The bourgeois wouldn’t get me No gods, just bastards This is the way It tasted like a vat of acid From the moment it was lit This beryllium-laced bong rip Will send me on a final trip This is the way
5.
There’s two ways out of this pigsty So turn that noose into a neck tie Aim high, don’t be small fry Who cares how many others die? You must not be heard or seen Moonlighting as a human being Carve a throne from your obscene dream And rule the Anthropocene supreme I don’t know, but I’ve been told The road to hell is paved with gold I don’t know, but I have heard That those who do not build shall burn
6.
D-Beatles 02:45
Don’t Gimme Shelter Give me Helter Skelter A bonafide Fucking face melter An initial spark A high-water mark Who are The Stones But an obsolete blues harp? D-Beatles I’d rather listen to D-Beatles What would we do without you? Where would we be at all? Keep it loud And keep it dirty The wildest shit Since the thirties When Mr. Johnson Sold his soul Paved the way For Sabbath’s mountains of blow What would we do without you? Where would we be at all? D-Beatles I’d rather listen to D-Beatles
7.
Illiterati 03:38
You can sink to the bottom Or you can float to the top Well, treading water in the middle Is the best option we go Mistaking movement for progress In search for plastic zen An infinte regress Run the simulation again Now we’re all preaching to the choir How to put out this dumpster fire? Don’t run it again I’m not a ghost in a shell I’m just a one A zero None 1-0-none Now we’re all preaching to the choir How to put out this dumpster fire? Let’s put out this dumpster fire Just because you read Well, it doesn’t make you well-read A steady diet of binaries On a screen-lit deathbed Now we’re all preaching to the choir How to put out this dumpster fire? Now the situation looks dire How to put out this dumpster fire?
8.
I don't wanna go to sleep One more shot, last show Køddtrekk, what the fuck Had enough? Guess I could talk to someone Yeah, I should talk to someone Instead I'm wrong Lights out Light it up No sleep Brain won't stop Fucking tired There’s nothing to eat Smokes let's go Can't deplete A true scientist Always find a speck of light A drinking buddy in the night Hella way to live a life Lights out Light it up No sleep I don't sleep
9.
Squat Walker 03:26
They say that there’s nothing to save here But they’re wrong Stop looking for reasons to quit And find ones to go on They can’t ignore us forever So make a sound if you’re still alive I can be a part of progress A noxious brute Suit up to stay alive Rotten to the root I’ll pull you under too Wake up and smell the coffin The nails are still loose We should be singing songs of joy But instead we sing the blue Tell me who guards the guardians? On repeat like a broken forty-five You can be a part of progress A noxious brute Suit up to stay alive Rotten to the root I’ll pull you under too
10.
All cloak and dagger They’re in the walls again Now paranoia Is my only friend The rats have moved out The fear has moved in There’s no coming back From where I’ve been Just a washed-out shadow of a man Die by my hand Make these bastards understand You’re my Vietnam Already born When the first bombs fell Already dead When they poisoned the well To hell with these spinner of words Destroyer of worlds No reveille Will wake the sleeping herds I found a foxhole in my skull It’s where all the light leaks out Not post-human, but compost A host for every single worm about Just a washed-out shadow of a man Die by my hand Make these bastards understand You’re my Vietnam All cloak and dagger They’re in the walls again Now paranoia’s My only friend The rats have moved out The fear has moved in The rats have moved out The fear has moved in
11.
Dung Lung 04:06
This little piggy pushed junk To jumpstart a career All ‘em piggy's shitty Always right in their own mind Took a while to see I’ve been so blind Heaping the blame on drugs you gladly took While we still hooked I ain't shook you halfway crooks Cooking the books Liars and thieves Hell is where your heart is (When) your vision comes to fashion again I'll come and visit your viper’s den ‘Cus this machine kills Rednecks with morals from hell (Hillbilly's) Cut us deep Sisters of no mercy Deserve dung lung sleep I heard them bitches speak about a "Fat fuck who married the wrong chick" Ain't even your own brother's keep You gaping dicks You always wanted a song Well, now you’ve got one At far din ble ganna Ka faen tror du d kommer av? I’m done Thirteen years God damn I’m gone

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A raw, bombastic slab of noise rock broken into 11 distinct pieces, all of which are as unhinged as they are unorthodox. Deadly rhythms and searing melodies are combined with Barren Womb’s trademark dual vocal attack to create the strange hooks on which they hang their snarky, dystopic imagery about escapism, inequality and destruction.

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released February 16, 2024

Barren Womb are Timo Silvola & Tony Gonzalez.
All music and lyrics by Barren Womb.
Recorded and mixed late 2022/early 2023 by Eirik Øien at Fjøset Lydstudio.
Produced by Eirik Øien and Barren Womb.
Electronics on track #1, #6, #7 and #11 by Eirik Øien.
Mastered By Alan Douches at West West Music.
Illustrations and design by Tony Gonzalez.

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