I'm all smiles can't you tell from my jaw? Let's eat trash and get hit by a car. Oh sweetheart! What hideous creatures we are!
TRASH! MOUTH! TRASH! MOUTH! TRASH! MOUTH! TRASH!
Our bodies will be but hubris and de/bris. Spacious carapace for a hell of a drag race.
Aspartame will kill us but no quicker than the road. So let me bury myself there, ticlike in your unwashed chest hair, breath fresh from the morning. Being in your arms is just everything (It's everything).
Terrific, marauding post-punk that will thrill fans of Idles with its pairing of cutting riffs and wry spoken/sung lyrics. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 26, 2022
An expansive intermingling of noise rock and art pop from Aussie rockers Agency; All sales from this record go directly to charity. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 22, 2020