We've been around for a long time and in that time we've written a lot of songs, some in our previous incarnation as Bikini Black Special, and then even more as Zvilnik - so if you fancy a browse through lyrics old and new, fill your boots. Dig into the back catalogue of satirical sinister speculative cabaret, a fusion of science fiction, political satire, grotesque comedy, and theatrical storytelling that's been built up over actual decades.
All that walking is, is stopping yourself falling Gravity's my only enemy Flying, it's falling upwards It depends upon your point of view What's a girl to do to get a little lift round here? Air traffic control, I don't need a runway Defying physics is just how I pass the day I'm a bumblebee, speaking metaphorically What's a girl to do to find a place to land round here? The only reason that helicopters fly Is they're too ugly, even the ground repels them Aerodynamics, an overrated science And helicopters do not care about such things I'm not feeling like my stabiliser's functioning I'm not feeling that the medication's working all that well Newton knew, what goes up, must come down What's a girl to do to get a little lift round here? Air traffic control, I might need assistance Nothing brings you down like excess air resistance An impossibility, descending vertically What's a girl to do to find a place to crash round here The only reason that helicopters fly Is they're too ugly, even the ground repels them Aerodynamics, an overrated science And helicopters do not care about such things Aerodynamics, a complicated problem And helicopters do not care