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The (International) Noise Conspiracy

Plays The Reproduction Of Death And More E.P.


The Reproduction Of Death

"The voices in your head are calling
Stop wasting your time there's nothing coming
Only a fool would think that someone could save you
The men at the factory are old & cunning
You don't owe nothing so boy get running
It's the best years of your life they want to steal"

- THE CLASH: Working for the clampdown -


Won't you forget about me when I'm gone
Reproduction of death drags us all along
Close your eyes, pretend that nothing's wrong
Won't you forget about me, yeah!

Won't you forget about me when I'm gone
Stomp your feet, nod your head and we all move on
Close your eyes, pretend, yeah!

Hey! Won't you sell me (like)
Cheap bubble-gum, I'm going out of my head
Hey! Won't you sell me (like)
Cheap bubble-gum, I'm going out
Hey! Won't you sell me (like)
Cheap bubble-gum, I'm going out of my head
Hey! Won't you sell -- me

Won't you forget about me when I'm gone
Reproduction of death forces us all in line
An installment plan on a suicide
Won't you forget about me, yeah!

Hey! Won't you sell me (like)
Cheap bubble-gum, I'm going out of my head
Hey! Won't you sell me (like)
Cheap bubble-gum, I'm going out
Hey! Won't you sell me (like)
Cheap bubble-gum, I'm going out of my head
Hey! Won't you sell -- me

Won't you forget about me when I'm gone -- Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Lost all hope & dreams in this killing zone -- Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone -- Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Lets pretend that we all get along -- Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone
Won't you forget about me
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone -- Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Won't you forget about me when I'm gone, yeah! -- Yeah! Yeah!
Won't you forget about me -- Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Won't you forget about me -- Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Won't you forget about me -- Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Won't you forget about me -- Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Hey! Won't you sell -- me


The Transmission

"Revolted by the butchery of the 1914 World War, we in Zurich devoted ourselves to the arts. While the guns rumbled in the
distance, we sang, painted, made collages and wrote poems with all our might. We were seeking an art based on fundamentals,
to cure the madness of the age, and a new order of things that would restore the balance between heaven and hell. We had a
dim premonition that power-mad gansters would one day use art itself as a way of deadening men's mind."

- HANS ARP: Dadaland -


A secret underground, transmission
Upon the trails, so please wonít you listen
And everybody said what are we doing here
Subverted sound right into your ear

A testimonial, a sin from kissing
You donít know just what you are missing
A later story told almost everywhere
Provide a normal side that you donít want to hear

We donít want them, we donít want them to know
We donít want them, we donít want them to know
We donít want them
It would be a secret, come on I told you so
We donít want them, we donít want them to know
We donít want them, we donít want them to know
We donít want them
It would be a secret, come on I told you so

A secret underground, stealth mission
A ton of ??? bomb sorry transmission
And everybody said what are we doing here
Subvert the obvious right into your sphere

We donít want them, we donít want them to know
We donít want them, we donít want them to know
We donít want them
It would be a secret, come on I told you so
We donít want them, we donít want them to know
We donít want them, we donít want them to know
We donít want them
It would be a secret, come on I told you so
We donít want them, we donít want them to know, we donít want them, we donít want them to know, know
We donít want them, we donít want them to know, we donít want them, we donít want them to know, know, know


Simulacra Overload

"In the present crisis of values, everyone ends up turning towards the culture which dared to forge right ahead and, by a
Theatrical masterstroke, turn those values into reality, towards that society which, thanks to the geographical and mental
break effected by emigration, allowed itself to imagine it could create an ideal world from nothing."

- JEAN BAUDRILLARD: America -


Heard them talking about a place where we could go
The fever caught until I told you so
We're just packing up the bags, off we go

Cos this is ??? for everyone
And itís got rule for everyone
It swallow's hole everyone

Heard them talking about a place where we could go
A perfect setting were weíll make reality explode
A dimension that itself will be beyond control

Cause thereís ??? for everyone
baptized for everyone, everyone

Save me wonít you please, save me from this
Hyper-reality, but thereís nowhere more real than here
Save me wonít you please, save me from this
Hyper-reality, but thereís nowhere more real than here

Heard them talking about a place where we could go
This represents nothing but leaves, so we're told
And it keeps coming, keeps coming back for more
Heard them talking about a place where we could go
Straight into simulacra overload
Just a heart beat away from the final

Wonít you please, please save me
Wonít you please, please save me

Save me wonít you please, save me from this
Hyper-reality, but thereís nowhere more real than here
Save me wonít you please, save me from this
Hyper-reality, but thereís nowhere more real than here
Save me wonít you please, save me wonít you please, save me
Save me wonít you please, save me wonít you please, save me
But thereís nowhere more real than here


The (International) Noise Conspiracy.
Inge Johansson.
Dennis Lyxzťn.
Ludwig Dahlberg.
Sara Almgren.
Lars StrŲmberg.

Carl Olsson -- piano on Simulacra Overload.

Recorded & mixed by Pelle Gunnerfeldt.
Produced & mixed by Jari Haapalainen.
Mastered at Pelle's Studio by Jari Haapalainen & Fredrik Holmstedt.
Layout and artwork by Hugo Sundkvist.

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