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The Grid - Deluxe Edition

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by Apraxia

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CD & Download of The GRID plus BONUS Download tracks from the prior two albums.

The Grid is the latest album from Apraxia after a two year break from the critically acclaimed 2008 release, Trite Permission. The Grid takes things a step further as Apraxia stays true to their roots and develops their sound further. A gem of a album that every fan of electronica, synthpop, electo, ebm, industrial or new wave simply must have. It's a breath of fresh air but stays funky. It's hard to believe that this whole CD was recorded in home studios.
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released 15 January 2010
Alex V, Brooke A, Stuart T and Luna L
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tags: ambient artrock detroit ebm electro techno electropunk future pop gothic industrial new wave political synthpop techno Minneapolis
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Track Name: Stop! (explicit album version)
Right-wing dickheads
Got me real pissed off
About their racist hate-rock
And all the shit they talk

You're blind in your arrogance
You know that shit don't fly
Try to wave that hate-flag in Detroit
I'd like to see you try

The poor cowards
You know it's all just an act
You can take your whack records - yeah
And shove them right up your ass

Ignorant dickheads
With your symbols and props
You can stop right there, just stop

Are you proud of your fear?
With your leather and your hair
It's a freakin' nightmare
You can stop right there
Track Name: Delicious Vixen
Every town has a girl like her
Don't you know she's a vixen
She's got a clever pseudonym
You always know what mood she's in

She's causing lots of friction
With her cultivated diction
You really want to know her
You want to be her best friend

You know she loves the classics
She's got a wicked hat trick
You're paying close attention
To all her little mentions

She's got top level access
And now your nothing but practice

Sugar and Spice - Delicious
Everything's nice - She's Vicious
Ready for a fight - Ballistic
And Everyone wants to get with her

Grips like a vice - She's red handed
Paid it more than twice - She's in demand when
You see her at night - You're enchanted
Cuz everyone wants to get with her

Suspicious
She'll put you on ice

Sugar and Spice - Delicious
Everything's nice - She's Vicious
Ready for a fight - Ballistic
And everyone wants to get with her
Track Name: DNA NanoBots (album version)
DNA NanoBots. DNA NanoBots

Life is cheep and death's a hot topic
Man's best friend has become microscopic
Refreshing your fluids with enzyme code
Rebuilding your tissues so you won't corrode

DNA Nanobots repair my broken heart
DNA Nanobots work on my crooked spine
DNA Nanobots replace the damaged parts
DNA Nanobots update my obsolete mind

Hear we are again. It's a struggle to exist
My soul is streaming at 2.16 terabits per second
It's not a sin to live forever

ancient answer believe earth
heavy heaven learn machine
mirror mother terror sugar
beauty blood .... union

You're my only hope
I don't want to die
I just want to know
All life comes from the sky
Track Name: Fight (album version)
Gotta Fight Gotta Fight Gotta Fight
Gotta Fight Gotta Fight You See Yeah
You gotta fight fight fight fight For your dignity

Gotta Fight Gotta Fight Gotta Fight
Gotta Fight Gotta Fight You See Yeah
You gotta fight fight fight fight For your property

Gotta Fight Gotta Fight Gotta Fight
Gotta Fight Gotta Fight You See Yeah
You gotta fight fight fight fight or its poverty

The monuments defaced
Our ancestors disgraced
You put all our efforts to waste, yeah
Illusion superstition
Fusion of fact and fiction
A function of the nervous system, yeah

Democracy Depravity Despondency

A new cliche', yeah might be nice - yeah right
Read about it on the website.
We got rumors and back chat and Minnesota nice.
You better check your facts twice.
Track Name: Rabbits
Just like roaches and mice
Artists are a threat to your way of life
They rake up derision and spite
If you're a patriot, join in the fight
You don't need to go out and hunt them
You don't need to shoot them on sight
The Banks can just evict them
And let them die in their own blight
Attack the groups that endow them
Save on your taxes and drown them
They've got agendas and we can't allow them
You're so much better off without them

You don't need art in America
Nor the people who make it
It's your duty to The State, Dear America
Let them be homeless, Let them Hang by a thread
'Cuz the big-shots rule in America
They've got the inside spread
It's all just a dream in America
Where life's a bitch and then you're dead

Prove that you are a disciple of Christ
And don't store any art on your device
You're entertainment package is nice
The experts on the talk shows give good advice
So if you encounter an artist
Just pretend like you really don't mind
Then report they said to the office
Protect what we have from the swine
What will the neighbors' say tonight
I heard that your credit was declined
But if your other card works fine
Then buy this song online.
Track Name: Suck it Up
Human beings, commodities, expendable
Disposable, commodities, obsolete

Ready-to-eat, commodities, corportate wellfare
Market-medicine, Aristophanes

Machiavelli, comedy

We suck it up. We suck it up. We suck it up.
We suck it up. We suck it up. Just suck it up.
You suck it up. We suck it up. You suck it up.

The Workers, Hypocrates, no access, property
Flesh assets, economy, gold insets, Your Magesty

You need love, apathy, rubber gloves, blasphemy
Youth elixer, chastity, too many ants
Too many fucking ants

There's too many fucking aunts
Crawling around
With all these fucking aunts
N ot one of therm makes a sound

There's too many fucking ants
T o spread the wealth around
And we've got so many ants
We don't need to save anyone

We suck it up. We suck it up. We suck it up.
We suck it up. We suck it up. Just suck it up.
You suck it up. We suck it up. You suck it up.
Track Name: Confession
Confession
I don't want to hear your confession
Confession
I don't want to know your obsessions
Tell your story to someone else

Confession
I've already heard too many
It means nothing
You can't change the past
Confession
I don't give a shit about your confession

I've seen the worst in the movies
I've read the worst in the printed word
We're so primitive

Confession
No one gives a damn about your Confession Repentance
Say seven 'Hail Marys'
Contrition
Make an act of contrition

Confession
Venerate your God with obsession
Confession
And he doesn't want to hear your confession.
Confession
I don't want to hear your confession

Write it down. Put it in the fire.
Track Name: Fight (demo version)
Gotta Fight Gotta Fight Gotta Fight
Gotta Fight Gotta Fight You See Yeah
You gotta fight fight fight fight For your dignity

Gotta Fight Gotta Fight Gotta Fight
Gotta Fight Gotta Fight You See Yeah
You gotta fight fight fight fight For your property

Gotta Fight Gotta Fight Gotta Fight
Gotta Fight Gotta Fight You See Yeah
You gotta fight fight fight fight or its poverty

The monuments defaced
Our ancestors disgraced
You put all our efforts to waste, yeah
Illusion superstition
Fusion of fact and fiction
A function of the nervous system, yeah

Democracy Depravity Despondency

A new cliche', yeah might be nice - yeah right
Read about it on the website.
We got rumors and back chat and Minnesota nice.
You better check your facts twice.