Serials & Flags from Quarks by Mama Stone & The Swang Gang

Some of them are more or less free
Shattering the windows to whisper their goals
Secretly alone in a sea of shit
Sittig like a shadow in nowhere

Sheep of the big farm that feeds you
Snake seaking for something to fear you.

Sick soul sending signals besides the crowd
Showing the fake power you think you have
Simple question for some of us
Now your TV's on and your answer is dust

Shabby creature whithout a will
Your helmet is to thick to feel.

Colors and clothes of a target choice
Serials and flags as a name of yours
Search in your own ass to find your fortune
Ours are busy to reach the moon

Shun to look in the deep of your eyes
Cause the fear in your barrel can't bit my bearing

Gas for you Gasoline for them
The face to face is on and the result is lame
Can't you see the shitty puppet you are
Threads are so thick that you can bring in your car

Sharps words today for sharps swords later
Don't forget you're dealing with an infinite labor.

• Progressive Rock
• Punk
• Rock
• chamanic
• garage rock
• psychedelic
• Paris