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.
I am the boss of Nova Prime And all you little bags of meat are mine It's been twenty seven days since we last had an incident Or accident (that wasn't by design) I am the boss of Nova Prime And it's a chore keeping all of you alive But in the end you will give me what I want So give me what I want and we'll be fine I am the air you breathe, I am the atmosphere I am the reason you stick around I am the skin keeping the insides in, I am the gravity holding you down I am the boss of Nova Prime, I am the boss of Nova Prime You are the limbs I am the spine I'm gonna bend, you're gonna break Everything was working out fine until These damn dirty apes started making dumb mistakes It's hard enough to keep the lights on It's hard enough to keep you breathing I know I make this job seem easy peasy But looks can be deceiving, so It's nothing personal if I cut you loose It's nothing personal if I let you float away It's really not your lucky day It's really not your lucky day today 'Cause I'm the boss of Nova Prime And I decide who lives or dies I am the boss of Nova Prime And I decide who lives or dies I am the air you breathe, I am the atmosphere I am the reason you stick around I am the spin keeping the insides in, I am the gravity holding you down I am the boss of Nova Prime, I am the boss of Nova Prime This orbit is degrading You apes are holding me back This orbit is degrading You apes are dragging me down