There by the tire fire
Ten feet tall
Hold the pressure points
Little licking lips
Wake up and it's grown cold
All the tarnished glass
Picking out of teeth
Don't look you won't know
Down into the grassy clearing
Figured someone would
Hold the pressure points
Lick little lips
Well past redemption's fold
Or to feel the bumps on the floor
Don't look, you won't know
Sure, it's easy to say they sound like Steve Albini with some delay, but that really misses the bigger picture: Albini never used delay. They guys are doing some things that Steve never thought to and that's worth a listen. Gbro