The Madman In The Basket

by Andi Sex Gang

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    The Madman in the Basket: Body Parts
    Nation of Flies
    Odin Bites Me
    Mormo
    Babes in the Wood
    The Hitler in Your Career
    Thief
    No More Words
    Death Before Disco
    Kriminal Tango
    Sanctuary of Wings
    Dress America
    The Obituary Show: Cruel and Beautiful
    Orthian Strain
    Murder Inc.
    Those Beasts Bleed

    Vocals, Guitar, Piano, Organ, Keyboards, Bass Guitar, Drum programme and Percussion, Sound effects – Andi Sex Gang (Andi McElligott)
    Keyboards, Drum programme, Backing vocals, Sound effects– Kevin Matthews

    Kriminal Tango - Collaboration with Lucas Lanthier

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Recording information: Cafe Music, London, England; Klini Klass.

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released January 1, 2006

Vocals, Guitar, Piano, Organ, Keyboards, Bass Guitar, Drum programme and Percussion, Sound effects – Andi Sex Gang (Andi McElligott)
Keyboards, Drum programme, Backing vocals, Sound effects – Kevin Matthews

Kriminal Tango - Collaboration with Lucas Lanthier

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Liberation London - UK record label - Founded in 2016 by Andreas McElligott, (frontman of historic goth/ post-punk band Sex Gang Children).

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Track Name: Body Parts
BODY PARTS ( Andi Sex Gang/Kevin Matthews)

In defense of words, I'm you're fucking wake up call. Prism, ism. Realism. Masochism. Naturalism. Socialism. National Socialism. Communism. Fascism. Sadism. Racism. Egoism. Sexism. Das Kapitalism. Capitalism. Consumerism. Asshole-ism. Realism? Since when did we consent to live like this? There is nothing to fear, it is all very clear. In the centre of Armageddon, I saw Jesus dancing on the cross. As Heaven's war came to Earth, Cyborg Forty missed the beauty and fell upon the world. Heaven's closed when the wind blows, body parts. Flexible nightmare, personal space, where metal is mother in a state of grace. Where father is flesh all over your face. Waves of noise and fiery sails, built to breed happy eyes indeed. Superkind with flying fists, a spiteful delight never set things right. Heaven's closed when the wind blows, body parts. Deserves the name of a nursery game, body parts. Black white and fag, correction and duty, peck for what you can get and welcome to democracy. Booze cruise bingo, the cringe cult vulture, urban savage sadly parts, hanging from my window. Heaven's closed when the wind blows, body parts. Sloppy contrive just to look alive, body parts. Burger fry bullet proof vest, cheerio and Russian roulette, with the sexual values of an ungoverned ocean. Heaven's closed when the wind blows, body parts. Drama queen just another dream, body parts. Flashback Danny Boy, old Casablanca calls body parts. Circle dance and stand alone, body parts. Race with creed, angry creed, body parts. Shit man, shit hole, body parts. Gig mutter utter, ghastly in the gutter, it's the violence of your own desire. Heaven's closed when the wind blows, body parts. Heed the hips and part my lips, but don't say that you love me. Ambush in Istanbul, desperation desert Lord, body parts. Biceps and beer, I do not fear, body parts. You suck my soul, you suck my soul. Body parts.
Track Name: Mormo
MORMO (Andi Sex Gang)

Mormo's a good little boy, oh Mormo's a good little boy. Bang pickle pie you and me, oh straight into myth you and me. How the smell of sulphur still lingers, vampires in the White House today. But Mormo's a good little boy, oh Mormo's a good little boy. The dark side of Man came to me, boy, it's better the devil that you see. Tip toe on the blow torch of a stranger, tie me and taste me again. But we live in the age of the black magic bean and Mormo's a good little boy. Hey ho, through the smoke and the haze, with the courage of fools in my veins. Nothing too cruel or too great, promiscuity followed me home. I and them rest again, all good things must end. Step inside my foolish pride, all good things must end. Darling curve, pleasure zone, all good things must end. Age at bay, safety fur, all good things must end.
Track Name: Babes In The Wood
BABES IN THE WOOD (Andi Sex Gang)

Through the window I hear the land, I sleep in the room of a thousand men. I am graven, I am stone, but I am flesh when I'm all alone. Love your fellow human before you die, lie becomes reality, then reality lies. The kiss of death is to your left, like a steel hole whisper hanging on your breath. King of Salem, Queen of Troy, whispered Jesus and went to war. Battle waged the Crusader and the Jew, the Muslim cut, but it's all he knew. When you're alone with hurry and pain, on taboo Tuesday where the Devil reigns. Zealots in your belly when fallen Angels sing, death is my business and business is good. Shock in the dock and Geri Jam, it's the sorrow of a nation in the belly of the damned. Babes in the wood been drinking lots. Babes in the wood definitely not. I am flesh, I am bone. Oh baby, it's cold outside.
Track Name: The Hitler in Your Career
THE HITLER IN YOUR CAREER (Andi Sex Gang)

In seas of silk and gold, in the shadow of the mast, the secrets that you told released the Gorgons from the past. They'll get you in the end, sacrifice to Paradise. If I were the Hitler in your career, shoot me down call me queer. Brother number one, show me your gun and tell me clean hands in history is a victory. I saw the Kingdoms of the world ceremony and civilised. In the spirit of history, face to face and telling lies. If I were the Hitler in your career, pain and pleasure for you my dear. Like a communist millionaire pulling favours from my hair. Kicking blind men in the street, kick dog Beatle suit, only in America where they shoot. Imagine the metal that makes the flesh, imagine peace in our time and what do you get? Sweet truth of the cross girl killer, pill popping mama, cancer giver. Out of the trees into Divine, of love and darkness all is mine. The demon killed beauty and Jesus told the truth when he cried out to Mary. This boy had no hope, this boy had no fear, bow your head and mourn for the death of a nobody. Violation of a virgin, be a Christ, not a Christian. Purchase power, tall as a tower. I betrayed you in a gold box dream, they say my heart bleeds the poor people in lethal doses, holy Moses! New embrace cast my face, rot my teeth and blame me. Heaven and Hell I'm here again, trumpet tongued and blow me down. Rewrite Man if you can, but not just now. Humanoid, Mongoloid, dehumanised, despised! I see it in your eyes. Foul shape, brute beast, dollar day cruel feast. Action man rebel lies, disabled priest damn your eyes! Blockbuster, holy hooker, man I nearly killed her. Hacker Henry please, blow me on your knees. Expose explosion, lust of London, English thrust a must. Respected and lamented. Your wife is unfaithful and your son ungrateful, but like the commuting prostitute you savour every tongue. If I were the Hitler in your career, no pain, no fear.
Track Name: Thief
THIEF (Andi Sex Gang)

Varicose veins all over my brain, well that's what brains are for. And just like a thief all softness and sweet, I caught Boris in my private drawers. Deep down inside in the land of the blind, the one eyed man is considered divine, but the wages of sin can only begin with the sex thrill time of your life. F.B.I. C.I.A. the Devil's clown on the global stage, you thief! But listen to me, I guarantee it'll bring you trouble and strife. Sister Nation, miser drunk, eruption, erection high. Beatle gag and sparkey shrine, where I knelt right down and kissed goodbye. Thank your star that you're clean and cut, but to me you look like a thief. Savage breed you're in need, nip-tuck, suck fuck, take me for a ride, you thief! Swearbox Springer ain't no sinner, just a mirrored tile of all that is vile. Pig-sty TV for your serenity, where everybody looks like a thief. Ferocity and victory, the bloody wounds that stain my soul. Donkey dole blow them down, suck with joy every time you come around, thief! Nobody seems to know, like father like son, strange man or beast, thief. Strengthened hand throughout the land, then slowly you begin to choke, thief. Strange man or beast? Thief!
Track Name: No More Words
NO MORE WORDS (Andi Sex Gang)

Silence sings for the way of all things. Silence sings, but not that way. My soul bleeds for the sins that you make. "Miracles like me" said the stranger to the Priest, "all for love, but not that way". A heart that beats so fast, a hand that works again. Silence weeps for the sins that you make. I lacked the words that made me grow, soul step all the way. Fat tobacco in the room where the funny man played. Give me beauty, give me strength, divine in your own dream. Kiss the woman, kiss the man, but not that way. Thank God the gun, what she might have done. You may smile, but not that way. Crumbling tomb in the mother's womb. Protest rage, but not that way. My soul bleeds for the stolen dream. My soul bleeds for the sins that you make
Track Name: Death Before Disco
DEATH BEFORE DISCO (Andi Sex Gang)

Sorrow knows no bounds, but no sorrow here. I am a seventh son, all lay low. Deep freeze Eskimo, a disposable people. Target a fortune King, all lay low. I say all politicians are knaves, with words of war and militant strippers. And I heard the choirboy scream death before disco, rush hour Rambo black skinned and blue. Silence waits in the wings. Savage attack after dark, but nobody sees you. Shot on New Year's Day, all lay low. But who can be happy and free, where all foul is fair. Unmask the dying clown, all lay low. If Orwell were alive today, that nightmare he warned of. So let him turn in his grave. Death before disco, death casino, such a beautiful poison. All this is just for you. Miss Feminina never gave better, to all of God's madmen. Silence waits in the wings.
Track Name: Sanctuary of Wings
SANCTUARY OF WINGS (Andi Sex Gang)

Give me this day my daily play, where the wind takes me far away. In the shadow of a room I lie with a body that won't obey. Like the beggar in the ballad I made my way, bruised and bleeding. I have nothing left inside. Hatchet raider Ammo Poll, the drunken legend young and bold. Oh, something sacred something cold, in the Hall of Mirrors I was told. The flesh of man is all I am and beauty blinds me when she can. But who's the clown that leads the fools, with downcast eyes and prayers for you all? Something sacred something cold, in the Hall of Mirrors I was told. Freedom Trail or Thieves Road, where do you go? Holy Moses, blessed child and his halo. Smiling Myra suicide by your window, where I pleaded with the outlaw wives. Rocky horror little Jo, where do you go? Kisses on my burning brow. The flesh of man is all I am, well it seems so. Desertion of the holy ground.
Track Name: Dress America
DRESS AMERICA (Andi Sex Gang/Kevin Matthews)

All roads lead to Death Row, to the damnation of all nations. The Cardinals, who under fire, run into the arms of the religious liar. Upon the curse of his soul, all roads lead to Death Row. Call and combat, take that! The spread bet frenzy grows to the damnation of all revolution. All roads lead to Death Row. Tolerance towards intolerance? I don't fucking think so. Call and combat, take that! All roads lead to Death Row. The Texas brace dress America, without a face Kingdom call. A stolen crown down in Florida, it's hard to say no. G.I. Jane bless America, twice she came hearts and bones. While madness stares at the best of us, forever fall. Shake up speech gasp in Hell, gung-ho Queen tried to yell. Soaked in prayers, bless America in blood and oil. Does the West need more wealth? We've lost our best, taken by those bastards!
Track Name: Orthian Strain
ORTHIAN STRAIN (Andi Sex Gang)

School mum on the run, the vulture's crazy claim. Boot U.K. all the way, weak willed and out of pills. Cheap thrills on another kill, mercy of the damned. Feel your own gung-ho. Mercy of the cannibal, the hunger of the priest. Shattered tart with a heart, nip tuck team on the scene. Fading away in the shadow grey. Luvvie profit, luvvie hurts the fastest love that came in spurts. Deadly spiral star, beached whale, beached babe look down and splash around. Sleep walker, sleep killer, sex fix scrubber for a fiver. Luvvie profit, luvvie hurts the fastest love that comes in spurts. Another take on dishonesty, all alone speak to me. Body slammer harder fall, in the wake of what you see in the slogan and the song. Princes of the Left, nobles of the Right, and Heaven on my side.
Track Name: Murder Inc.
MURDER INC. (Andi Sex Gang)

The suicide nudes made the Princess turn blue, so it's go ahead for frozen babies. In the hellfire roar of the joy-stick generation, the buzzland punch of those who kill together. Browntown's Iron Prefects, the Frog Hollow Gang, violence is a prosperous industry in this land. Moustache Pete and Teflon Dan, one shot, then two, and all fall down. Erase the citizen, take religious leaders out of the equation. Dig deep oh British brother and pray for me my soul to keep. British bulk banking deserves a damn good spanking. To the ghost of Hellene, duty and joy. Yeah, you know me and you're so fucking small. But remember this, it's not how you fall, a rule of law is all we are looking for. Micro credit for the next generation, pseudo station is the birth of a nation! Electric machete kiss my ring, it's a glitter bug thing. British bulk banking deserves a damn good spanking. Goodnight Ladies and Gentlemen, I thank you all. I thank you all.
Track Name: Those Beasts Bleed
THOSE BEASTS BLEED (Andi Sex Gang)

I viewed the pack of waiting men, the beasts that bleed the wounded in need. Fingering pin and papers to the sound of buzz and chain eating my brain, with no kindly ray. So I flung a prayer into the air, but that voice as dense as lead did not leave my head. Bleak routines are not my dream and pangs from long ago filter through the curtained day. And that kindly ray serves to remind that long ago I stood my ground, without a sound. Without question. And here I am yet again, and do you know why? Because those beasts bleed the wounded in need and I don't believe in the ills of men, in that cold room where love has died. Because, those beasts bleed. Unable to touch you lied, so I thought of you and realised that those beasts bleed the wounded in need. When you said "I wish" I said "Why bother?" You disgust me now. Oh dear God mercy me, for those beasts bleed the wounded in need. Yes, they bleed. Oh God, mercy me