There is some grandness in your goal
Some trepidation in your role
That resonates and burns
Among the people searching for their soul
There is a grandness that will kill
That goes against the human will
It greases up your bat
And helps the weak to allowance and pills
Lonely writer, aching head inciter
Hail the liar, wake the pacifier
We see a grand fanfaronade
We see them all held down in aid
I hope you'll sleep when they are gone
Featured in their song
Don't know if you're wrong
So now the grandness in your goal
Can it excuse you playing foul?
If noone really knows
How can you claim the veto of the sole?
Lonely stealer, faking headache healer
Hail the dealer, hide the real concealer
We see a grand fanfaronade
We see them all held down in aid
You'll never know when all is well
And nobody can tell
Where anyone will dwell
So shut your cranky yell
credits
from Stratonomy,
released December 20, 2015
Words & music - Fredrik Andersson
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Guitars/vocals - Fredrik Andersson
Bass guitar - Georg Bivall
Drums/percussion - Robert Wiiand
Octave fuzz and plenty of swagger. Solid, surprising, catchy and replayable.
Addendum: Ive replayed this many times now and each song becomes my favourite when it comes on now...Then the album is over far too quickly and I'm singing along with more and more of it and that's the best sign isn't it? A truly consistent, infectious listen.
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