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.
When you don't know where you came from Wrong turns happen so easy Fairly sure someone's been fucking with the signposts And in turn fucking with me Never been in this part of the city Never been down this street from either end Pretty sure these people aren't my friends But being lost never sounded all that bad But the problem is compounded When you think you might be going mad Hard pressed to remember how you got yourself to here Flinching and twitching Like a lone mouse in the reptile house If you were here I'd know what to do I wouldn't need to outrun them I'd just need to outrun you It's a natural reflex A basic response to stimulus Rodents aren't wired for loyalty On a sinking ship we're not that scrupulous This is nothing personal Don't take offence Your sacrifice is my self defence It's not that I want you eaten It's just that I want them fed What's the point of everybody ending up dead? If you were here I'd know what to do I wouldn't need to outrun them I'd just need to outrun you