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Come and Join the Beautiful Army

by The Noise Who Runs

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1.
One Scratch Each We take one scratch each We take one scratch each We take one scratch each One tiny scratch apiece Listen carefully, sometimes opportunity knocks quietly Come and join the beautiful army, come and join the beautiful army We take one scratch each We take one scratch each One tiny scratch apiece
2.
Tune Out, Turn Off, Drop In Tune out, turn off, drop in Tune out, turn off, drop in Almost akin to being born alone without any name A violent equilibrium of cause and blame Cordon off the slipstream, baby’s up for making mellow Caught up on the dripfeed, fashion bleeds in greens and yellows Once someone screams it then there’s no space left to hide Only that sinking feeling not left behind Tune out, turn off, drop in Tune out, turn off, drop in Cordon off the slipstream, baby’s up for making mellow Caught up on the dripfeed, fashion bleeds in greens and yellows A highwire balancing in wrong place, wrong time Beyond the outrage to the complete lack of surprise Tune out, turn off, drop in Cordon off the slipstream, baby’s up for making mellow Caught up on the dripfeed, fashion bleeds in greens and yellows Mutilated, scarred and dancing through the fields and meadows Cordon off the slipstream, baby’s up for making mellow
3.
Something in the Bones of Men Something in the bones of men, shaking us down, shaking us down Something in the bones of men, the bones of men, shaking us down Like thieves in the dead of night We redeem through the wax and gold And reveal in the cruellest light How it steals through the heart and soul Something in the bones of men, shaking us down, shaking us down Something in the bones of men, the bones of men, shaking us down Like thieves in the dead of night Like thieves in the dead of night How it steals through your heart and soul Like thieves in the dead of night Ring-a-roses round a tower of silence Sorrow echoes out in every language Time’s up for painting beautiful flowers Time’s up excusing mostly harmless I only hope you know there’s no imposters when you sleep I only hope you know there’s no imposters when you sleep Did you hide the most terrible things here? Like thieves in the dead of night? Something in the bones of men, shaking us down, shaking us down Something in the bones of men, the bones of men, shaking us down And it steals through the heart and soul To reveal in the cruellest light We redeem through the wax and gold Like thieves in the dead of night
4.
Vengeance is the Sweetener There’s a place, you’d be safe but there’s no hope you’ll get there All the weight of the world it’s not fresh out of nowhere No doubt, things should be much easier Turns out things could be much simpler Bet your life not a chance of us calling it all square No doubt things would be much easier But hands down vengeance is the sweetener Vengeance is the sweetener Not a thought, not a prayer, not a care, not a dreamer Just the one wild idea that it’s all right to breathe here Hands down vengeance is my sweetener Hands down vengeance is my sweetener All the weight on the world’s in the hope you could get there Turns out really why so serious? Hands down vengeance makes the sweeter us Vengeance is the sweetener
5.
Mars Attached Forgive me not, forget me not The best dreams are of your hearts not beating… Words don’t fail me to signposts like sequenced, ordinal numbers Don’t play me, double-bluffed, stitched up, forwards, backwards Twice crazy, lining up the odds against a soapstone vendor Words fail me, narrowing us down until it’s just not mentioned Forgive me not, forget me not The best dreams are of your hearts not beating… Forget me not, forgive me not The best dreams are of your heart not beating Knocking on the door comes dumb, lame, stupid Hanging rope ready for the judged and juried Fast repentance barely past the surface Absolution only wipes their faces The best dreams are of your hearts not beating… Forgive me not, forget me not

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Come and Join the Beautiful Army is the fifth EP from The Noise Who Runs, shifting slightly away from the more prominent guitar style towards a raw electronic, dance-influenced sound.

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released January 12, 2024

All songs written by Ian Pickering
Recorded and produced by The Noise Who Runs
Guitars, pianos, keyboards: Felipe Goes
Vocals, keyboards, pianos, beats: Ian Pickering
Mixing, mastering and additional production by
Colin C. At the Cell Studio (thecellstudio.com)
Original Front Cover Illustration: Alex Armitage

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The Noise Who Runs Lille, France

Anglo-French dark electronic rock and pop with heavy influences of indie, EDM and trip hop.
Formed in 2019 by Sneaker Pimps’ lyricist Ian Pickering along with guitarist Felipe Goes.

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