There’s a new hope, when you’re falling from a tightrope and the wolves are chasing your friends have become the sheep, on a dinosaur timelime with no romantic deadline, a generation that’s in decline it’s a new world into which we’re born _ and has it all been worth it you will say, evolution drives the darkest souls away _ but we’ve got nothing left Toulouse – we’re cold and naked and searching for the truth – with school junk dinners when history is written by the winners, who are white men sinners and the soot wells in their eyes, and I don’t wanna be a king, judged on the colour of my skin, in an army whose invading, there’s no borders in this new world _ and has it all been worth it you will say, evolution drives the darkest souls away _ when we’ve got nothing left Toulouse – we’re cold and naked and searching for the truth x TOULOUSE 08/01/15 + SONG 11 Featuring guest chatter-type-vocals by Haydn Lockwood (aged 4)

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ARTWORK - DAVE LEGION
ONE SONG EVERY MONTH UNTIL THE DAY I DIE