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.
They're coming up the stairs Cram your essentials into the suitcase The shit you can't live without We've got to go, they're nearly here Darling, you know I love you But get a fucking move on I won't stay here to die with you Get your arse out the window Hit the ground running The motherfuckin' robots are coming The darkened streets are full of runners A fast glance over the shoulder I see their red eyes gleaming at the window Gleaming at the window The only certainty is horrible death The only certainty is horrible death The only certainty is horrible death The only certainty is horrible death The only certainty is horrible death The only certainty is horrible death The only certainty is horrible death The only certainty is horrible death The only certainty is horrible death The only certainty is horrible death The only certainty is horrible death The only certainty is horrible death The only certainty is horrible death The only certainty is horrible death ....