No Fascination - Ed Schrader's Music Beat

We always said we’d come back

Arthritic cannibals, draconian trash

Weird, the old gods are coming home

Easter Island gonna save my bones

Rock steady in your Morrissey tan

Stunned white faces buried in the sand

Gimme no love no fascination

Gimme no soul no fascination

Gimme no bread no fascination

Gimme no eyes no fascination

Hear the syncopated marching, drum-machines

26,000 open apple C

No conviction, heads in atrophy

Silver spoon eyes and their faces clean

Gimme no love no fascination

Gimme no heart no fascination

Gimme no soul no fascination

Gimme no eyes no fascination

Gimme no love no fascination

Gimme no heart no fascination

Gimme no soul no fascination

Gimme no eyes no fascination