Your shadows casting on me,
it's getting too dark to see.
I stopped and turned to look,
and newsreels caught me like they should.
His eyes have sunken down,
they've took him back down town.
He was just standing there,
and now they've shaved off all his hair.
Monsters dance around, not only in your dreams.
This overworked production gives off more
than it may seem.
Lying in your bed, rancid splattered head.
God is just a fallacy we all know he is dead.
Aussie trio Burger Chef dish out a hearty helping of noise rock with a side of d-beat: messy, raw, and oh-so satisfying. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 20, 2022