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Swingin’ Utters - Fistful of Hollow - Tonight’s Moons
Fistful of Hollow
01. Alice
02. Fistful of Hollow
03. Tell Them Told You So
04. From the Towers to the Tenements
05. Napalm South
06. More or Less Moral
07. I’m Not Coming Home
08. Spanish
09. Tibetan Book of the Damned
10. Agonist
11. We Are Your Garbage
12. Tonight’s Moons
13. No Talking
14. Unaffected
15. End of the Weak
Well you probably thing we're twisted
No no no

Are you properly assisted?
Yeah yeah yeah

A chemically ingested stump

Tonight's moons have a strong pull on my arm

It's like some kind of a dream
From the brain of an alien being
Diana Ross and a couple supreme
A fuckin disco dance machine

Setting off the fire alarm
All the cops they started to swarm
Looky here we don't mean no harm
Tonight's goons have a strong hold on my arm

Are you thoroughly disgusted
Yeah yeah yeah

You're probably well adjusted
No no no

A symmetrical enlodged throat lump

Tonight's moons have a strong pull on my arm.

It's like some kind of a dream
From the brain of an alien being
Diana Ross and a couple supreme
A fuckin disco dance machine

Setting off the fire alarm
All the cops they started to swarm
Looky here we don't mean no harm
Tonight's goons have a strong hold on my arm

Setting off the fire alarm
All the cops they started to swarm
Looky here we don't mean no harm
Tonight's goons have a strong hold on my arm

have a strong hold on my arm