Get up in the morning slaving for bread sir, so that every mouth can be fed, poor me Israelites.
It starts out easy, something simple, something sleazy, something inching past the edge of reserve. Now through the lines of the cheap venetian blinds, your car is pulling off of the curb.
Watching the people get lairy, it’s not very pretty I tell thee – walking through town is quite scary.
Time goes by so slowly for those who wait – no time to hesitate.
Can I rise? And get to the laugh, through the cries. While I’m alive, the projects, the hood through my eyes.
Yeah, you got the weight of the world coming down like a mother’s eye.
You see right through me – I got the feeling of love.
There are true sonic gems hiding on these streets, in this shadowy world.
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but I still turned out to be a huge Babyshambles fan, didn’t I?
It will, I suppose you could say, make you (sha, sha-ba-da) feel good.
Playful and orchestral, bombastic and pulsing, trippy and sultry.
The supergroup comprised of Rage Against the Machine (minus Zach de la Rocha) and Soundgarden’s Chris Cornell finds their cohesive sound.
High highs, consistently stellar production work, and A Game from our man. That being the M-E-T-H-O-D man.
Ebullient spirit imbued with punk (Ramones-y) energy and great pop hooks.
If you’re not yet hip to it, suddenly you shall see that super satisfying sounds abound.