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Enter Shikari

Rabble Rouser

 

Rabble Rouser

(album: The Spark - 2017)


I torture rock stars with pliers
They're so stock, it wouldn't be a shock
If I open them up to see wires
I destroy all amplifiers
People climbing over bodies like spiders
I'm on stage with a face like a sack of screwdrivers
It's gonna be a show stop, road block
And we are the epicenter of the bedrock of a new sound
I say we're coming for you
And I say it with face like a sack of
Screw, screw, screw, screw

What's your criteria? Complete hysteria
Decibels so max you can yell out
Your deep secrets, nobody's gonna hear ya
What's your medium? Complete delirium
The lunatics took over the asylum
En garde

Warning, this escalates quickly
Are you getting nervous?
Are you getting nervous?
The mist rolls in thickly
Are you getting nervous?
Have you lost your nerve?

Warning, this escalates quickly
Are you getting nervous?
Are you getting nervous?
The mist rolls in thickly
Are you getting nervous?
Have you lost your nerve?

What's your technique?
So, so, so, so unique
Fuck ego, minimize the self
Maximize the bond the clique
What's your business here?
Sit back and witness sheer
Chaos, you can't keep track of the hell we raise

Warning, this escalates quickly
Are you getting nervous?
Are you getting nervous?
The mist rolls in thickly
Are you getting nervous?
Have you lost your nerve?

Warning, this escalates quickly
Are you getting nervous?
Are you getting nervous?
The mist rolls in thickly
Are you getting nervous?
Have you lost your nerve?

I torture rock stars with pliers
They're so stock, it wouldn't be a shock
If I open them up to see wires
I destroy all amplifiers
People climbing over bodies like spiders
I'm on stage with a face like a sack of screwdrivers
It's gonna be a show stop, road block
And we are the epicenter of the bedrock of a new sound
I say we're coming for you
And I say it with face like a sack of screw, screw, screw, screw

Warning, this escalates quickly
Are you getting nervous?
Are you getting nervous?
The mist rolls in thickly
Are you getting nervous?
Have you lost your nerve?

Warning, this escalates quickly
Are you getting nervous?
Are you getting nervous?
The mist rolls in thickly
Are you getting nervous?
Have you lost your nerve?

done

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