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Elektrische Fickmaschine (as Electric Fuck Machine)

by Rob Britton

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1.
Stereomaster 01:00
Two channel hum Hi-Fi system Separation Noise Reduction AT91 Low Distortion Tuning Control Balance Signal TA69 Available Press to release Power button Let the sun shine on this one
2.
Shoes in Germany (red flash, blue flash) Light the Galaxy (it's a cash, cash, cash pash) Camera Flashing, light up the park They may be Feezy's but they glow in the dark I held this stance for a million years In champagne glasses, collecting the tears Build a gallery (red flash, blue flash) Selling vanity (it's a cash, cash, cash pash) The body classic, the state of the art Am I reeling or just playing a part? Diamanté, an elegant sheer Lay a kiss on this delicate rear Camera Flashing, light up the park They may be Feezy's but they glow in the dark I held this stance for a million years In champagne glasses, collecting the tears Come.
3.
Hauva Ballad 01:18
I'm dressing down In party-favour wraparound A soft surround That generates a gentle sound This is the end of the night This is the end of the fight This is the end of the line This is the stars realligned This is the end of my rope This is the drowning of hope This is the end of the end This is the "let's just be friends" Let's just be friends
4.
Born the master of faux-pas Scratched the key down the sports car Call your loved ones THE ELECTRIC FUCK MACHINE Pouring glitter ON THE SATURATED SHEETS Afterglow me THE ELECTRIC FUCK MACHINE Sliding sideways ON THESE EVER MOVING STREETS Rent-a-crated in aspic Venus De Milo in plastic Call your loved ones THE ELECTRIC FUCK MACHINE Pouring glitter ON THE SATURATED SHEETS Afterglow me THE ELECTRIC FUCK MACHINE Sliding sideways ON THESE EVER MOVING STREETS Oh whoa oh
5.
My Own Press 01:16
The moment I get in The party can begin This car has everything The label could fit in Here at number one You know the ride has just begun So I will have another one To try to scare away the sun The moment I arrive the party comes alive A hundred hungry eyes The loyal hypnotised Here at number one You know the ride has just begun So I will have another one To try to scare away the sun
6.
For all time Sorry Sorry You're all mine Call me Alone It can't be overstated That this was overrated Who is this mess you dated? Let's get you separated How I anticipate it Why do I have to fake it? It's here so please just take it
7.
Disconequet 01:05
They caught me dancing On Channel 10 They said they loved my innocence I broadcast daily No matter when I'm doing well and making friends Arms bent backward Face turned skyward Pitch and invert Heart on sweatshirt Disconnect
8.
Epoxy Music 01:43
When the music fades away And only lust remains We could dance the night away You're driving in my lane There's no more tears Girl, who has the time? There's no more gears These lovers hands could find When my language fails me My fingers take the strain Stayed alive so I could see That dress under this rain There's no more tears Girl, who has the time? There's no more gears These lovers hands could find My five-seater señorita
9.
My favourite question is where would I be if I could stop being so damn much like me? It's just that I have an answer that I don't want to hear That you can't know there When you're looking from here Oh, I had dreams too The more they ask me, the more that I say That there's a ten foot pole keeping me at bay And if it's in my hands It's on my head, hey It's your own fault you're this way IT'S YOUR OWN FAULT YOU'RE THIS WAY Oh, I had dreams too It's you
10.
I was born in '33 I slept as bombs washed over me I sparkled dreams for débonnaires I bathed their scandalous affairs Ann and Jean and Margaret Every clique and every set Danced and kissed under my hand My darlings I don't understand Who will light my children home?

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Once upon a time, the guitar player from an old Britpop band discovered God and formed a band that played experimental christian folk.

Electric Fuck Machine is not that band

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released January 29, 2016

All music created on a Realistic Concertmate 650 and based around the ten rhythm patterns available.

Kindly and professionally mastered by David Shah

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Rob Britton London, UK

Just can't stop making albums, it seems! I am also in Luxembourg, Menaces, Laverne and Keith Top of the Pops and his Minor UK Indie Celebrity All-Star Backing Band, so go and look at their pages. They're good!

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