THE POP WILL EAT ITSELF CUREFDR SANITY

THE POP WILL EAT ITSELF CURE FDR SANITY

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1. THE INCREDIBLE P.W.E.I vs THE MORAL MAJORITY (1 36 65/oo9 )obpm 2. DANCE OF THE MAD BASTARDS (536 57/205") 126 bpm

3. 88 SECONDS... & STILL COUNTING 05i 34/913 >99 bpm 4. X Y & ZEE (445 23/246 )103 bpm 5. CITY ZEN RADIO 1990/2000 FM

(0 54 44 912 ) 99 BPM 6. DR. NIGHTMARE’S MEDICATION TIME <2'26.29/752'•> 106BPM.7. TOUCHED BY THE HAND OFCICCIOLINA (EDITED HIGHLIGHTS) (74223/ion 112BPM 8. lOOOx NO! (31388/723 )

109 bpm 9. PSYCHOSEXUAL(2-16 oo/ooi") 120 BPM 10. AXE OF MEN (355 86/588 ) 122 bpm 1 1 . ANOTHER MAN’S RHUBARB Koe 10/142 )

1275 bpm

12. MEDICINE MAN SPEAK WITH FORKED TONGUE (04i 19/901) 92 bpm 13. NIGHTMARE AT 20,000FT (355 34/126 >

109 bpm 14. VERY METAL NOISE POLLUTION (< 2269/505 >mobpm 15. 92°F (THE 3RD DEGREE) (5-21.92/666") 120 bpm 16. LIVED IN

SPLENDOUR: DIED IN CHAOS (506 78 876 )104 bpm 17. THE BEAT THAT REFUSED TO DIE <131 66/100 ) 115 bpm

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THE POP WILL EAT ITSELF CURE FDR SANITY

Track 01 THE INCREDIBLE P.W.E.I vs THE MORAL MAJORITY (i'36.65/009") o bpm

Track 02 DANCE OF THE MAD BASTARDS (536.57/205") 126 BPM

Track 03 88 SECONDS... & STILL COUNTING (3'51.34/913") 99 BPM

Track 04 X Y & ZEE (4’45.23/246") 103 BPM

Track 05 CITY ZEN RADIO 1990/2000 FM (0'54.44.912") 99 BPM

track 06 DR. NIGHTMARE S MEDICATION TIME (226 29/752 )ioe bpm

Track 07 TOUCHED BY THE HAND OF CICCIOLINA (EDITED HIGHLIGHTS) (742 23/101 )112 bpm

Track 08 1000X NO! (3' 13.88/723") 109 BPM

Track 09 PSYCHOSEXUAL (2'i 6.00/001 ") 120 bpm

Track 10 AXE OF MEN (3'55.86/588") 122 BPM

Track 11 ANOTHER MAN S RHUBARB (4 06 10/142 )127 5 bpm

Track 12 MEDICINE MAN SPEAK WITH FORKED TONGUE (04i 19/901 )92 bpm

Track 13 NIGHTMARE AT 20,000FT (3'55.34/126") 109 BPM

Track 14 VERY METAL NOISE POLLUTION (i 22 69/505 )140 bpm

Track 15 92°F (THE 3RD DEGREE) (521.92/666") 120 bpm

Track 16 LIVED IN SPLENDOUR: DIED IN CHAOS (506 78/876 )104 bpm

Track 17 THE BEAT THAT REFUSED TO DIE (i 31 66/100 )115 bpm

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All Songs Written by Vestan Pance. Published by BMG Songs ASCAPProduced & Mixed by Flood courtesy of 140 dB and Engineered by Matthew Ollivier & Alan Moulder

92 Vocals on Track 15 by Sylvia Telia

The Voice of Dr. Nightmare on Track 6 by Easy OPWEI Corporate Identity by The Dynamo Designers Republic Light Sabre is Mightier!

Original Band Photography by Tony Mott. Original Dancing Man by John Critchley

Computerised by Phil Wolstenholme & The Designers Republic

Worldwide Representation by Craig Jennings for Chapter 22 Management Ltd.

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Side 1

Track 1

THEINCREDIBLE P.W.E.I

VS. THEMORAL MAJORITY(1 '36.65/009")0 BPM

Side 1

Track 2

DANCEOF THEMADBASTARDS(5'36.57/205")

126 BPM

Get Up!

It's Time!

Get Up & Make it Snappy!Dance like a PsychoA sight like nothing

On earth

Keep a wide berth from

Anyone you might knowSo no first night nerves

All first serves

All aces

Straight home bases

Sweating like a pig

Doing a jig

At the gig

Of the century

Because we'll never beTold by the old school

Sold the old rules

Mad & Bad to knowTho' we're no fools

Downbeats down to Earth

You down with me?Clowning round the town

Step easy

Cooking up new tricks

Looking for a new kick

Found a new soundFound that it sticks

Heard about the bird

'Bout the plane &

The superman?Word is:

We can outlast anyoneSupercede

The superfly guys

Who will concedeThey are dying flies

This range of suss

Could be dangerous

Let's test

At best it's religious

At worst a thirst

Bursting for the next rhymeAll times sacred

Even stripped naked

This damned nation

Needing salvation

Reach out!

Teach in musical elation

Shout!

Get out of it get within it


All the way Mad & BadAll the way hyped

Play it mad DJPlay it bad DJAll the way Mad & BadAll the way hyped

Are you with meAre you with it?

A musical nasty

Fast as it has to beA catastrophe

Heavy duty chaos

'Cos I'm all attitude

The dude to kickstart

The party moodCue the truth:

Sleuths are never sober

The proof of youth

So move over rover

Hey! Disco King

You've stopped dancing

Best admit

This hit's an obsession

Lost in lust

Better listen to the lessons

Bright Lights Big City

Broad minds

Bored pretty easily

Busted just for justice sake

Busted just for justice sake

They can't control a soul

There's an outbreak

Of outrageous love

It's contageous &It's here to save us

Some say:

"No way DJ don't play

The latest the greatest

The Mad & Bad way"

If it ain't music

Use it abuse it

Call it a wall of noise

But don't refuse it

This damned nation

Needing salvation

Reach out!

Teach in musical elation

Shout!



Dedicated to ail the bores

All the whoresWho forced the laws

You thought

We'd stop dancing &You were wrongKiss my ass &Go to heaven

YO U. spells you

Side 1

Track 3

88 SECONDS...& STILL

COUNTING(3'51.34/9 13")

99 BPM

Don't mean to bore yaI'm just here to warn yaCreep round the PeepshowBut keep your head low

88 seconds &Still counting

Klansman beckonsTo pounce for the pounding

A Double Bad DareA Triple Frightmare

On with the show

'Cos heroes don't care

88 seconds

To a mass disaster

If you're built to last

They'll make a plaster cast

To cement your legs &Make you beg forgiveness

The Klan are the dregs

A nasty business

They wanna storm the place

The wanna cut your face

They wanna play their aceThey wanna do it right

We'll start it right nowWe'll start it right nowRight Now!Don't mean to bore yaI'm just here to warn yaCreep round the PeepshowBut keep your head low

88 seconds

The Day of Reckoning

Heavy attitudes

Getting leaden

Getting heavier

So if ever you see

An uprising

Seeds were sownHave grown

Not surprising

88 seconds

To get tribal

Do you believe

In guns or the Bible?

It's puke from the face

Of white insecurity

Nuke the Curch

Of Racial Purity

They wanna storm the place

The wanna cut your face

They wanna play their aceThey wanna do it right

We'll start it right nowWe'll start it right nowRight Now!

Side 1

Track 4

X Y & ZEE(4'45.23/246")

103 BPM

I am he who is X Y & Zee

I carry no card

My life is cheap

I have no worries

I do not fret

That some may have

What I'm yet to get

& you may wonder

"Is it how?"

A kitten may turn into a cow

With bells & horns &

Tinned corned beef

Forests, profits

Plastic High Streets

I am he who is A B & CeeIn easy option

Late twentieth century

Satisfaction guaranteed

It's Easy!

Let's steal a spaceship &

Head for the Sun &

Shoot the stars with

A lemonade ray gun

Make a movie &A Tee Vee ShowYou be Jane...

I'm George Jetson!

I am You

You are MeX Y Zee 2 A B CeeYou + Me = UsWe are OneFrom out our window

We can see

Electric Sunshine

Oxygen Factories

Clockwork Tides

Synthetic Trees

Just like the real ones

On Vee Tee

Mother Nature &Father Time

Used to be good friends

Of Mine

But now we've put them

In a home

Filed under:

"Uses Unknown"

"No Pop? No style!"

Is a phrase out of phase

To Praise

What's worthwhile

This is as good as it gets

This is the Best!

Let's catch the last rays

Of Civilisation &Tune-in to a

Sub-space station

Turn up the Dee Jay &Let's get lost

In Intergalactic

Punk Rock Hip HopI am You

You are MeX Y Zee 2 A B CeeYou + Me = UsWe are OneThis is the Time

The Time of our lives

Escaping Time

For the all-time highs

Of Love

Lust

Laughter

That make us sweat

Lets simulate

Sensory amplification

This is PWEI-zation!

This is this

Its the living end

"Je t'aime"

"Encore"

"Je t'aime"

I am You

You are MeX Y Zee 2 A B CeeYou + Me = UsWe are One

Side 1

Track 5

CITY ZENRADIO1990/2000 FM(0'54.44.912")

99 BPM

City Zen Citizens

Walking past

Head down heading for

Nowhere fast

Keeping ahead

Keep business busy

Making bizarre schemes

To make us dizzy

Now I don't knowWhat's right or wrong

I'm too rapped up

In philosophical song

But we can offer

Our guidance

Proffer our suss

A stepping stone to

A collective consciousness

No ID cards

No Poll Tax

When you score own goals

You need new backs

We've no time for brackets

Or boxes or cages

You're listening to

The Rock of Ages

Caught you on the dancefloor

Trousers downDancing to the

Ugliest sound around

From City Zen to the Powers

That be, you got

T.R.O.U.B.L.E.

Side 1

Track 6

DR. NIGHTMARE’SMEDICATIONTIME(2'26.29/752”)

106 BPM

In tune with nothing & No-one

Side 1

Track 7

TOUCHEDBY THEHAND OFCICCIOLINA(EDITEDHIGHLIGHTS)(7'42.23/101”)

112 BPM

Cicciolina for Italia Italia







Cicciolina for Italia 1990

Side 1

Track 8

1000X NO!(3'1 3.88/723”)

109 BPM

10 xIO x 10 x No!

A no-go for go-slow

We're out on demoLet's move this motion

Prove the Notion! Celebrate

Our hopeless devotion

There's no doubt

About our intention

We're shouting out

Our discension

Papers dig dirt

We're out getting hurt

A sure cert.

The Town's on Red Alert!

Is something for nothing

Really a dumb thing

Making swans out of

Ugly Ducklings

It's the process

Of the mostest

No licking bum & no incest

You're lost in aweIn the candystore

The cost of the handywork

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You adore

You can’t afford

So took what you saw

I applaud

It's what

God made pockets for

Raid the bank

A smash for the cash tank

I no thank you &your crew & attitude

It's positively negative

Like radio sedative

All take no give

Strain this shit

Through a sieve &

See what still lives

Well I bet

You've met your fate &Now it's too late

Leave the stage

"Cos I've had my wait

Just got to say No!

Just got to scream

Just gotta...

Just got to say it

No!

Side 2

Track 9

PSYCHOSEXUAL(2

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.00/001 ")

120 BPM

From the Temple

Down to the spine

The aching in the loins

To the hips

That bump & grind

In a World of

Little or no love

I come from up above

I'm Psychosexual

Sexterrestrial!

Take those clothes off &Take your time

Fall into a trance &Just free your ijiind

In a World of

Little or no love


I’m Psychosexual

Sexterrestrial!

Wake up feeling large

Think Big! &We will merge

In dreams I walk &

Talk with you

I feel we're on the verge

In a World of

Little or no love


I'm Psychosexual

Sexterrestrial!

Psycho!

Side 2

Track 10

AXE OF MEN(3'55.86/588")

122 BPM

Are you aware?

Do you care?

Are you scared of

Experience?

Are you guilt-ridden?

Is the real you hidden?

Are you ashamedTo be wild & untamed?

Are you in hearing range

Of the tuning so strange?

I can soon change

Your hate to love

You'll find

It sends you reeling

Disrobe your feelings

You gotta learn to earn

Respect or crawl

As the standing accused

Plan to seek a refuge

We will pen them

"The Axe of Men"

You'll find it helps you

It dwells within you

They'll never try

To fry you alive again

Who do you think U R?

Are you forgiving

For the fast living

Are you hip to the flip

Side of Censorship?

Do you bring truth

Swear by God's truth

Everything but the Proof?

Are you aware?

Do you care?

Are you scared of

Experience?

Are you that?

Are you this?

Are you prejudiced?

So if I ever see

You getting clever with meWe'll never relax

The Axe of MenThen you'll be drained

Of your training

Through with explaining

Surrendering again

Who do you think U R?

Axe the Play Acts! Yeah!

Axe the Quacks!

It's only baloneyl

Side 2

Track 11

ANOTHERMAN’SRHUBARB(4’06.10/142")

127.5 BPM

Vibes are all around

Can't you see it in my face

If you feel it raining down

Then you should find

A better place

Never seek to

Cause no trouble

But to understand instead

Not to burst

Another's bubble

Or to occupy their bed

It's raining downNever suffer silent violence

Like needles to the head

'Cos the consciousness

Is altered

By the things you've heard &

Done and said

So break into the brainspace

Take chances with the heart

It takes a lot of soul to never

Rub another's rhubarb

In our cosmic panacea

There's no verbal diorrhea

Relayed direct

For you to OK it

'Cos we say it like we play it

Advice on how to live

Straight through my ears

Just like a sieve

Create a space

For what you are

A state called

Operation rhubarb

It's raining down good vibes

It's raining down...

Because we are the people

We are the people

That is you, I &Everybody in this place

We are the people

It's raining down good vibes



No time to whine in misery

Let positivity shine

In a state of trance

Ideas advance &Amplify the vibe

Reaching lower lows &

Higher highs

There's moreThan meets the eye

It’s electra glide

In overdrive

So kiss this guy goodbye

The only rule:

"There are no rules"

Just let yourself tune in

Use your vision

To fool the fools

Then you're crooning

Your own schooling

So we take away the greed

Never let another starve

Plant a seed

To feed the needy

Never rub

Another's rhubarb

We are the people

That is you, I &

Everybody in this place

We are the people

Side 2

Track 15

92°F

(THE 3RD DEGREE)(5*21 .92/666")

120 BPM

Side 2

Track 12

MEDICINE MANSPEAK WITHFORKED TONGUE(0'4 1.1 9/901”)

92 BPM

Side 2

Track 13

NIGHTMAREAT20,000FT(3'55.34/126")

109 BPM

Welcome to Hell!

Sweating on the Top Line

At the airline

Check-in not check out

Wish I could get the Hell out

This is no joke

The thing could

Go up in smokeOr Plummet to the groundAs the G-force pulls us downFlight! Fright!

Get uptight!

Throw a sevenIn the clouds &Out go yer lights

City to city

State to state

Roasting coast to coast

In a megaton freight crate

Hurtle down the runwayIs it a one way trip to heavenOr Hell on wheels?In a 747I get a little freaky

When there's only air &Steel beneath me"Fasten your seatbelt

We hope you enjoy the ride"

Junk metal in the air!

It's a total NightmareAt 20,000 feet!

Are you ready

For a rough ride?

This could be suicide

Turbulance aheadI think my lunch

Is on the uprise!

Far Out!

This dread ain't funky

My hair's on endThere's no blood left in me!It's not the car

Or the bus

Or the train

It's the plane

When we hit top speedIt's always the sameSweating red hot

But chilled to the boneSide to side

Bouncing round the ozoneTranquilise me!

Hypnotise me!

Technofear

Has paralysed meAll around me people

Grinning

Laughing while my head is

Spinning

Shakin' like a leaf

From my head to my feet

Strapped to a seat

at 20,000 feet

Safer in the air

Than on the ground!

Junk metal in the air!

It's a total Nightmare

at 20,000 feet!

Not quite not right not fairly

Not pretty but Very Metal!

Sample It! Loop It!

Fuck It & Eat It!

Spit it out

Very Metal Noise Pollution!

3rd Degree

The Heat Mystery SpreeCatch me when I fall

Some would have it said

That there's no reason

To be here

But I just love it all

Night or DayI got a place to stay

A padded cell to get well

A lifelong swansong for y'all

This heat's unreasonable

The seasonal bad vibes

Come as no surprise

,Bugged & tugged

In 92 directions

There's murder in my eyesLocked indoors

I kill without a causeA 92 meat stew for youA lifelong swansong for y'all

A hardcore dancefloor y'all!

A birth

A death

A romanceI just love it all

Burn so bright &Drop like flies

Veah

But I still love it all

Can you hear me nowCan you hear me now?From the wrong side

Of the law

A 92 heatwaveA 22 stretch inside

I wish I could do it

Do it!

It's a sad messWhen seconds of madnessCut life in mid-stride

It's the Sun that's guilty

Oozing rays of badnessThere's one place I can hide

Night or DayI got a place to stay

A padded cell to get well

A lifelong swansong for y'all

A hardcore dancefloor y'all

For all the ones who hate meI just love them all

They can criticise &Extradite meBut I still love them all

Can you hear me nowCan you hear me now?From the wrong side

Of the law

A 92 HeatwaveA 22 stretch inside

I wish I could do it

Do it right!

Side 2

Track 16

LIVED IN

SPLENDOUR:DIED IN

CHAOS(5'06. 78/876")104 BPM

Built to stay the paceNot lazy

Bleary eyedA wide berth crazy

Taken easy

Lived the sleazy lifestyle

On the jaws of a crocodile

Wired and fired upTo erode the 90's

Total overload excites meStanding nakedCome to make it fall apart

For all the wild at heart

Party people

With hearty appetites

Start at Z f

'Cos we get up at night

Walk a tightwire

Breathing fire and thunder

Then we’re dead &Down under

Expressway

Side 2

Track 14

VERY METALNOISEPOLLUTION(1'22.69/505")140 BPM

To a higher heaven

A long ride up

A quick slide downExpressway

To a higher heaven

A slow slow fuck &A slow slow suck

Psychedelic love flow freely

Hold in high esteem

Hold dearly

When you're near meWe'll positively gravitate

Just you wait you'll see

Born to live & love

Not to push & shove

Here to give hope &Rise above

All the bullshit &All the crap

'Cos we got it like that

Expressway

To a higher heaven

A long ride up &A quick slide downExpressway

To a higher heaven


Slow

Slow

Slow

Slow

Slow

I got no questions

I got all answersI give no reasons

I got no time

I live in splendour

I'll die in chaos

I’d love to stay but

I got no time

The real deal

Is a steal of quality

Sex & death &Know no apologies

Free of ties &Of all lies and disguise

I use a wise guy's eyesWhen we've sownThe seedsOf passion we'll

Explode in a most

Artistic fashion

First to explore

A kiss before dying

Now's the time for trying

The golden age of Junk

Toys R us

Drunken joys

In Bacchus we trust

God of wine &Divine giver of ecstacy

Read:

Sugar and strychnine

Surging forward

Urging persistence

To the pineapple

Of our existence

We satisfy and gratify

Our senses

'Fraid we're madeIn the 60's

Born to live & love

Not to push & shove

Here to give hope &Rise above

All the bullshit &All the crap

'Cos we got it like that

Expressway

To a higher heaven

A long ride up

A quick slide downExpressway

To a higher heaven


I got no questions

I got all answers

I give no reasons

I got no time

I live in splendour

I'll die in chaos

I'd love to stay but

I got no time

Side 2

Track 17

THE BEATTHAT REFUSEDTO DIE...

(1*3 1.66/1 00")

115 BPM

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Q] THE INCREDIBLE PWEI VS THE MORAL MAJORITY 1 :36 0 DANCE OF THE MAD BASTARDl 0 88 SECONDS... & STILL COUNTING 3:51 0 X, Y & ZEE 4:45

k 0 CITY ZEN RADIO 1990/2000 FM 0:54 0 DR. NIGHTMARES MEDICATION TIME 2:26

X. 0 TOUCHED BY THE HAND OF CICCIOLINA (Edited Highlights) 7:42 0 1000 X NO 3:13A 0 PSYCHOSEXUAL 2:16 0 AXE OF MEN 3:55 0 ANOTHER MAN'S RHUBARB 4:06\\ 0 MEDICINE MAN SPEAK WITH FORKED TONGUE 0:41AX 0 NIGHTMARE AT 20,000 FT 3:55 A0 VERY METAL NOISE POLLUTION 1 :22M\\X 0 92 F (The 3rd Degree) 5:21

0 LIVED IN SPLENDOUR; DIED IN CHAOS 5:06 J0 THE BEAT THAT REFUSED TO DIE 1:31 At

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