Split 10" with I'll Eat Your Face

by Hands Up Who Wants To Die

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Our split of the 10" was recorded , mixed and mastered by James Eager in the Hive studios , Kilcoole

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released 09 November 2010
Sleeve Artwork by Johnny Burger Pimp

One Bonus Track "Graveyards For The Lovers" available for FREE with this EP download taken from the limited edition Richter Collective Singles Club 4 Cd with BATS and Guilty Optics .

Also a copy of the lyrics sheet from the split 10" with all downloads !

Recorded and Mixed by Dek.
Mastered by Eoin Whitfield at the Hive , Kilcoole

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tags: hands up who wants to die noise rock richter collective rock the apocalypse Ireland

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Track Name: 2012 (A Jurassic Odyssey)
There’s Cadillacs and dinosaurs , on the M50
Can’t you see they've lived here before, they live once more.

I'll Take a Smith and Wesson and sip this wine, pray for your mother , that I am back alive , so the calendar has burnt its bottom dry
2012, 2012

They’re back, they’re back. There’s Cadillacs and dinosaurs, on the m50
Can’t you see, they've lived here before, they live once more
I go to leave the house in search of any survivors but I turn on the TV
They've marched in London, they've even marched in Berlin now they march in Helsinki
They’re in every major city.
So little Timmy let me tell you this before I go, no matter how much they knock, no matter how much they roar don’t open that door
But if they do get in, let me tell you your killers names....

T-rex, Pterodactyl, Velociraptor, Brontosaurus, T-rex, Pterodactyl
Versus, Versus you man
HUMAN !
They've lived here before they live once more, they’re back ... they’re back
Track Name: Fish And Rashers
Cityscapes , escape , Boxmachine
Wires in the eyes of children
His growth has won, his crown of disease

Cause Paranoia is, cause paranoia is, cause paranoia is the god of the new age
Your god, My god !!

Cement this chapel, board up this house, wires in the eyes your child
Cement this chapel, board up this house

Wine-o sings on broken steps these words he whispers to me
Don’t go back to that place but all roads lead back there
Keep on walking by
Wine-o laughs, his growth has won, his crown of disease

Cement this chapel, Board up this house
Wires in the eyes of children, your child
Cause paranoia is, the god, your god !
Cause paranoia is, the god of the new age!!!
Track Name: Treacle
I am spent on broken glass chasing paper planes on ruled together paragraphs
Back and forth this last resort creeping corridorssss
And then we utter that silly word, and then we utter that stupid word
Still remorse pacified, echoes of your dead messiah
The crow, laughs once more, the crow ....laughs
So why do you dress me in borrowed robes
So why do you dress me in borrowed robes
I wade, through a sea of Blood , I wade

Creepin’ corridors of places we have been before and then
we utter that silly word
The crow, that crow

So why do you dress me in borrowed robes, so why do you dress me in borrowed robes
I wade through a sea of Blood, I wade

I wade, the crow
I wade, the crow

Creepin’ corridors of places we have been before and then we utter
THE CROW !!!!
Track Name: Nothing Added But Boom
I put my hand into this sand to search for gold in this no-man’s land...

Human emotions, dwindling devotions
Is the cup half full I think it’s half – “EMPTY”
Half pence to the blind man might make him see, the deaf mans gone off
try'na chase.....

The mattress gets hard but you get soft under their trash is where you find, it’s eyes , your eyes but you can’t hear and you can’t see because presumption is the death of all thought!!

Under the Trash !! , Under the trash....

The mattress gets hard but you get soft
Sky scraped eyes and a holy cross

Under the Trash , Dwindling , Dwindling , Dwindling , Dwindling Devotions ...