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Track: That's When I Reach for My Revolver
Artist: Mission Of Burma
Album: Signals, Calls and Marches

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Name: Mission Of Burma
Spotify Genres: post-punk, noise rock, proto-punk
Followers: 75,421
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Biography

Group from Boston, Massachusetts formed in February 1979 with guitarist/vocalist Roger Miller, bassist/vocalist Clint Conley, drummer/vocalist Peter Prescott and Martin Swope (sonic manipulations). The band split up in 1983. 2004 they recorded a new album OnOffOn with Bob Weston from Shellac who took over the part of Martin Swope for that release.

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Release: Mission Of Burma - Signals, Calls, And Marches
Year: N/A
Genres: Rock
Styles: Indie Rock, Post-Punk

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LYRICS

Once I had my heroes
Once I had my dreams
But all of that is changed now
They've turned things inside out
The truth is not so comfortable, no
And mother taught us patience
The virtues of restraint
And father taught us boundaries
Beyond which we must go
To find the secrets promised us, yeah
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when it all gets blown away
That's when I reach for my revolver
The spirit fights to find its way
A friend of mine once told me
His one and only aim
To build a giant castle
And live inside his name
Cry and whispers sing in muted pain
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when it all gets blown away
That's when I reach for my revolver
The spirit fights to find its way
Tonight the sky is empty
But that is nothing new
Its dead eyes look upon us
And they tell us we're nothing but slaves
That's when I reach for my revolver
(...but slaves)
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver