Screaming Skull

by Franck Racket

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released March 6, 2019

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Franck Racket Lille, France

Between Punk energy and Noise Rock creativity, Franck Racket blast a direct and liberating sound!
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Entre Energie Punk et créativité Noise Rock,
Franck Racket balance un son direct et libérateur !

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Track Name: Lost And Found
Feel like dropped at the lost and found
Kind of shocked at what's going on
Hear them talk in a distant sound
What the fuck? I need to move on!

Don't let it go to waste, don't give up on yourself
Don't ever copy/paste, just like everyone else

My head is stuck in the clouds
Yet I'm always feeling down
I feel good yet kind of sad
Kind of sane and kind of mad

Don't let it go to waste, don't give up on yourself
Don't ever copy/paste, just like everyone else
Don't give your soul away, wake up and do your thing
Don't do as they all say, stand out and spread your wings
Track Name: Artificial Intelligence
Artificial intelligence and natural stupidity.
We stand for peace yet we sell guns to those who deny all forms of liberty.

Artificial intelligence and natural stupidity...

Our religions are intricate, they teach us love, therefore we hate.
We're not racist, we are simply fearful, not suspicious but simply careful.

Artificial intelligence and natural stupidity...

We're liberal yet we're all slaves, we're all equal once in our graves. Someday we will finally realise that we never will feed on bank notes.

Artificial intelligence and natural stupidity...
Track Name: Fight Back
Deceived by the ones we choose,
Losing by our very rules,
No escaping our fate,
No turning back it's too late.

Fight back ! Catch 'em all, hang 'em all...
Switch the roles, take control.
React ! Let people all stand tall...
To the polls, change it all.

Taxed down to our drink and food,
Treated like we're damaged goods,
Tricked by all their cunning words,
Trapped inside a dead-end world.

Fight back ! ...

Taking advantage of us,
There's no limit to their lust.
No escaping our fate,
No turning back it's too late.

Fight back ! ...
Track Name: Mass Extinction
We can't help but destroy all the things that we touch
Like the world is our toy, like people aren't worth much
Although we love ourselves, we are self-destructive
Until nothing is left, we'll take more than we give

Mass consumption, we won't take a break
Mass extinction, 'til we meet our fate
Mass consumption, we won't take a break
Mass extinction, 'til we meet our fate
Track Name: Dog Eat Dog
A little bird told me one new way to skin the cat
that ate the canary and as I'm as blind as a bat,
I did what monkey see and started racing with the rats.
Am I a dumb bunny? has curiosity killed the cat?

Dog eat dog, man is a wolf to man
Dog eat dog, fat cats steal our riches
Dog eat dog, sick bastards with a tan
Dog eat dog, they treat birds like bitches

I barked up the wrong tree, the horse I bet on might be wrong
A cock and bull story of kitten-weak and lion-strong
Shaggy dog stories made a monkey out of me
Bats in the belfry make it smell a bit fishy
Track Name: Tuff Luv
You keep saying I'm not listening
everytime you're being annoying.
I love your eyes, you hate my lies,
you've analysed I might like guys.
I keep saying you're not trusting,
you keep thinking I may be cheating.
Don't you worry I'll be faithful,
don't be silly you're beautiful.

Spank my arse and be my slave
Treat me gently, call me names
Marry me and cheat on me
Tie me up and set me free
Spank my arse and be my slave
Kiss me hard and break my legs
Beat me up and then I will
Get angry and then I'll chill

We keep breathing but are we living ?
We keep talking no one's listening.
We keep fighting but who's winning ?
We are loving all of those things.
Don't you think it's time we talked ?
Don't you think it's time we fucked ?
Marry me and cheat on me
Tie me up and set me free
Track Name: Sick Sad World
All the things that I have done sound great.
All the things that I have seen looked fake.
There is nothing I can ever choose.
There is nothing I can do but lose.

It's a sweet-sweat suicide.
You're going down a tricky ride.
As you stand still by my side.
You're sinking deeper underground.
It's a sweet-sour compromise,
A promise that you will close your eyes.
Don't you live your dreams but dream your life.
Don't you ask a thing, don't try to hide.

I feel awkward in this sick world,
In this graveyard, staying on guard.
It's a sick sad world...
Track Name: Self Slavery
Day in-day out we fade away
We try to shout what we can't say
On the inside, lost memories
The former child we have betrayed

We're slaves ... In chains ...We crave ... For pain …

Time after time, we try to find
Something behind our peace of mind
Someone to match our desires
Something to crash into fire

We're slaves ... In chains ...We crave ... For pain …
Track Name: Plastic Souls
feel it in my bones, I can't believe my eyes.
The thought of it alone Happens to cause to rise
A feeling in my guts That makes me feel upset,
Something just like disgust Without proper outlet.

Deep inside the heart of things,
There's a string that's vibrating :
Desire to rise and fall Inside our plastic souls...

Flexible hands and feet, A tongue to lie and cheat,
My own learned behaviour So sweet yet so bitter,
Emphasis on vision Blinds me with perception,
Such an intricate brain Tends to drive me insane.

Deep inside the heart of things,
There's a string that's vibrating :
Desire to rise and fall Inside our plastic souls...
Track Name: Vicious Circles
Death surrounds us, vicious circles animate us.
Terrorisms, power, money and fascism.

Keep breathing as long as you can,
you don't know why nor how but you're increasing the system.
We're working to prove we're not dead
but it's the wheel we thus turn that is digging our graves.
Keep moving as fast as you can,
if you had doubts anyone might just say you're insane.
We're working to prove we're not dead
but it's the wheel we thus turn that is digging our graves.

Frames have burnt, paranoid thoughts animate us.
Game's absurd. Vicious circles dominate us.

Keep breathing as long as you can,
you don't know why nor how but you're increasing the system.
We're working to prove we're not dead
but it's the wheel we thus turn that is digging our graves.
Keep talking, words are meaningless
but have harmful effects towards the people who use them.
We're working to prove we're not dead
but it's the wheel we thus turn that is digging our graves.

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