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Cardinal Fuzz present WARHEADS, a full-length collaboration between writer/artist Adam Stone and Manchester instrumentalists Dead Sea Apes.
Classic British pessimism and speculative dystopian fiction entwine with morbid social commentary and a long piss-streak of bleak humour. This is a claustrophobic and self-contained world where paranoid bunker mentality goes for a Pot Noodle with a faded society always teetering on the brink of collapse, ranting street-punk drops bad acid, and Space Station fuses with Bus Station.
Standing their ground in a dirty jumbled junkyard between Robert Calvert’s schizoid Hawkwind monologues, Dead Kennedys' stinging cranked-up racket, Gil Scott-Heron’s rhythmic social polemic, Butthole Surfers' deep-brain-fried psychpunk and John Cooper Clarke’s wry wit, Adam Stone leads Dead Sea Apes through a whistle-stop tour of planet Earth’s inevitable descent into political confusion and bureaucratic misery.
Limited edition of 350: 200 black vinyl and 150 red & black swirl.

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released October 26, 2018

Written and produced by Adam Stone, Brett Savage & Chris Hardman
Words by Adam Stone
Recorded, mixed & mastered by Chris Hardman
Drawings by Adam Stone; design & layout by Brett Savage

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Track Name: Inside Of Me
Inside of me, inside of you,
Outside of me, outside of you,
Inside of me, inside of you,
Outside of me, outside of you.

Nothing new,
But the same old shit.
Nothing new,
But the same old shit.
Track Name: Reduced To Zero
Isolated and atomised,
Reduced to zero.
Data charts showing nothing real.
The glare of the screen is a constant.
Pressure to hide what you feel.
Pressure to hide what you feel.
Isolated and atomised,
Reduced to zero.
Data charts showing nothing real.
The glare of the screen is a constant.
In your car you feel nothing.
In your life you are nothing.
You serve the empirical mission.
The real truth is crushed with derision.

Metallic insect beak always probing,
Tendrils of dominion entering every space.
Blank eyes occasionally swivelling,
Mounted on ceilings, scanning each face.
Isolated and atomised,
Reduced to zero.
Data charts showing nothing real.
The glare of the screen is a constant.
Pressure to hide what you really feel.

Performance is up, performance is down,
Measured on a spectrum of meaningless void.
At constant risk of losing security.
Flesh becomes plastic: you’re now android.

Metallic insect beak always probing,
Tendrils of dominion entering every space.
Blank eyes occasionally swivelling,
Mounted on ceilings, scanning each face.

Isolated and atomised, reduced to zero.
Data charts showing nothing real.
The glare of the screen is a constant.
Pressure to hide what you really feel.
In your car you feel nothing.
In your life you are nothing.
You serve the empirical mission.
The real truth is crushed with derision.
In your car you feel nothing.
In your life you are nothing.
You serve the empirical mission.
The real truth is crushed with derision.
Feeling nothing,
Feeling nothing,
Feeling nothing.
In your car you feel nothing.
In your life you are nothing.
You serve the empirical mission.
The real truth is crushed with derision.
Performance is up, performance is down,
Measured on a spectrum of meaningless void.
At constant risk of losing security.
Flesh becomes plastic: you are now android.
Isolated, atomised, reduced to zero.
Data charts showing nothing real.
The glare of the screen is a constant.
Pressure to hide what you really feel.
Hide what you really feel.

It’s not even pseudoscience,
Just a self-defeating ouroboros of idiocy,
Not even pseudoscience.

Your performance is up,
Your performance is down,
Data charts showing nothing real.
The glare of the screen is a constant.
Pressure to hide what you really feel.
In your car you feel nothing.
In your life you are nothing.
You serve the empirical mission.
The real truth is crushed with derision.
In your car, nothing.
In your life, nothing.
Serving an empirical mission.
The real truth crushed with derision.

Probing every space,
Scanning each face.
Probing every space,
Scanning each face.
Probing every space,
Scanning every face.
Probing, scanning every face.
Probing, scanning every face.
Reduced to zero, nothing real.
Constant, constant, constant pressure.

Hey, fuck your targets.
It’s not even pseudoscience.
Not even pseudoscience.

Probing, scanning,
Each and every face.

Feel it drifting away from you,
Feel it drifting away from you,
Feel it drifting away from you,
Losing touch with the world around you,
Losing touch with the world around you.
In your car you feel nothing,
In your life you feel nothing,
You serve the mission,
You’re crushed with derision.
In your car you’re nothing.
In your life you are nothing.
Constant risk of losing security.
Flesh becomes plastic,
Flesh becomes plastic.
Track Name: Retreat To Your Bunker
Retreat to your bunker.
The alarm has sounded.
Stop what you are doing.
Get yourself undergrounded.
Retreat to your bunker
The warning signs are clear
The enemy is coming.
Insulate yourself in fear.

Hide, hide away.
For a thousand days, hide.

Stay in your bunker.
This is a warning.
Stay in your bunker,
Until the bombs stop falling.
Hide, hide away.
Hide away for a thousand days.

Retreat to your bunker.
The warning signs are clear.
Shut out the whole world.
Living out of cans and tins.
Shut out exterior reality.
Don’t think of anything.

Hide, hide away.
For a thousand days, hide.

Retreat to your bunker.
The alarm has sounded.
Stop what you are doing.
Get yourself undergrounded.
This is a nightmare.
This is your nightmare

Shut out the whole world.
Living out of cans and tins.
Shut out exterior reality.
Don’t think of anything.

Retreat to your bunker.
The warning signs are clear.
Retreat to your bunker.
Insulate yourself in fear.

This is a nightmare,
Your nightmare.
This is a nightmare.
Stay in your bunker.

This war is for your benefit.
Make sure you play your role.
Do your duty.
Stay in your hole.

Retreat to your bunker.
This is a warning.
Stay in your bunker.
Until the bombs stop falling.

Hide, hide away,
For a thousand days,
Hide, hide away.

Retreat to your bunker.
The warning signs are clear.
Retreat to your bunker.
Insulate yourself in fear.

Hide, hide away,
Hide, hide away,
For a thousand days,
Hide.
Shut out the world.
Living out of cans and tins.
Shut out reality.
Don’t think of anything.

Stay in your bunker.
Stay in your bunker.
Stay in your bunker.
Stay.
Stay.

Stay in your bunker,
Until the situation has changed.
We will inform you of updates.
Until then, stay sane.

The alarm has sounded.
Stop what you are doing.
Get underground.

Hide. Hide away.
Hide. Hide away.
For a thousand days.
Hide away.

This is a nightmare.
This is a nightmare.
This is a nightmare,
Your nightmare.
Stay in your bunker.
Shut out nasty reality.
Live out of cans and tins.
Don’t think of anything.

The correct response is fear.
The warning signs are clear.
The enemy is coming.
The enemy is coming.

Hide.
Hide away.
Hide away.
For a thousand days.

Stay in your bunker.
Stay in your bunker.
Stay.

This war is for your benefit.
Make sure you play your role.
Do your duty, citizen,
And stay in your hole.

Hide.
Hide away.
For a thousand days.
Hide
Deep underground.
Track Name: (You Are) Doing What You Want (All Of The Time)
Can’t you see,
Can’t you see what you do?
You only care,
Only care about you.
People are there,
Are there to be used.
You don’t care
Who you abuse.

You’re doing what you want, what you want,
What you want all the time.
You’re doing what you want, what you want,
What you want all the time.
You’re doing what you want, what you want,
What you want all the time.
You fuck our lives up,
And you think that’s fine.

I cannot stand
Another day with you.
Same old story,
Gi' me summat new.
You owe me so much,
And still you take.
You’re pushing hard,
Wanna see me break, break, break, break, break.

You’re doing what you want, what you want,
What you want all the time.
You’re doing what you want, what you want,
What you want all the time.
You’re doing what you want, what you want,
What you want all the time.
You fuck our lives up,
And you think that’s fine.

Get out of my life.
Get out of my life.

You’re doing what you want, what you want,
What you want all the time.
You’re doing what you want, what you want,
What you want all the time.
You’re doing what you want, what you want,
What you want all the time.
You fuck our lives up,
And you think that’s fine.
Track Name: Broken In Two
Broken,
Broken in two,
In three,
In four.
Splintered,
Exhausted,
Run its course.
Fag-stained fingers.
Boarded-up windows.
The good days have gone.
The good days have gone.
Track Name: Yes/No
So confused:
You say that,
You say this.
So confused:
I don’t know what I want,
Don’t know what I want.
So confused:
I’ve lost my way,
I’ve lost my way.
So confused:
My head’s a mess,
My head’s a mess.

Yes, No,
Yes, No,
Yes, No,
Yes, No,
Right, Left.
Track Name: Power To The People
Power to the people.
Make everything peaceful.
Happily ever after.
Jelly, ice cream and laughter.

Fight the good fight,
With all your might,
But you might as well not,
So be happy with what you’ve got.

It’s better now than it used to be.
You can be anything you want to be.
Nothing means anything any more.
There’s nowt to fucking fight for.

You’re going in circles,
Like a daft dog.
You’re wandering around,
Lost in the fog.

I’ve gave up thinking.
I just feel tired.
You can’t help it.
It’s the way you’re wired.

Power to the people.
Make everything peaceful.
Happily ever after.
Jelly, ice cream and laughter.

Fight the good fight,
With all your might,
But you might as well not.
Be happy with what you’ve got.

It’s better now than it used to be.
You can be anything you want to be.
Nothing means anything any more.
There’s nowt to fucking fight for.

You’re going in circles,
Like a daft dog.
You’re wandering around,
Lost in the fog.

You can’t help it.
It’s the way you’re wired.
Me, I gave up thinking.
I just feel tired.

Power to the people,
Make everything peaceful.
Happily ever after.
Jelly, ice cream and laughter.

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