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Track: Fairyland Codex
Artist: Tropical Fuck Storm
Album: Fairyland Codex

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Name: Tropical Fuck Storm
Spotify Genres: noise rock, post-punk
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Australian band, sometimes only displayed as TFS. Lead by [a1094882]. Related to [l984798] label and studios [l1315565], [l990247].

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Release: Tropical Fuck Storm - Fairyland Codex
Year: 2025
Genres: Rock

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LYRICS

A village in hell is waiting for you
A village in hell, a village in hell
A village in hell is waiting for you
A village in hell, a village in hell
If I were a betting man
My bookie would say you're screwed
You know I've warned you
I'm warning you
Your dreams will swallow you
Coz they're all third rate imitations
Of places you ain't been
And past lives you've invented

You never know who might not get the joke
God could send a stone from heaven
The whole world's at death's door now
And they're picking at the lock
But rent ain't getting any cheaper
So who you really helping?

A village in hell is waiting for you
A village in hell, a village in hell
A village in hell is waiting for you
A village in hell, a village in hell

The sunshine smell of laundry folded watching a cartoon
It's Newcastle, yet no one here remembers you
Your car wants oil and water
Your kid's rubbed his nose raw
And if work cuts your hours again
We can't live here anymore
Send a life raft or an island
We can't live here anymore

And when it gets too hard
We'll sail by the stars
With a pick-axe and a coat of arms
Driver full speed 'til the signal becomes weak
And we pass into a hall of mirrors
Swan diving away, diving down until we disappear
And we'll be flies on a skull
Like flies on a skull
We be like flies on a skull
But 'til then full speed until the signal gets weak
And there's no one left and nothing to tell

A village in hell is waiting for you
A village in hell, a village in hell
A village in hell is waiting for you
A village in hell, a village in hell

If I were a betting man
I would've bet she'd quit
But then she stole her mother's breather
Cracked the airlock and then split
We watched the sunrise on the delta
And they radioed 'round nine
Saying she walked into a sandstorm
And then died

A village in hell is waiting for you
A village in hell, a village in hell
A village in hell is waiting for you
A village in hell, a village in hell