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PR​Ö​DUCT PERFECT

by Fàshiön music

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1.
PRODUCT PERFECT I am pretty, I am tricky I will fit into your pocket I am sticky, I have pity I will slide into your wallet I am here now, it is clear now Your attention’s all I crave You will want more, I am quite sure That I know how you’ll behave You will buy it, you will like it It will make your life complete It’s divine, I’m not lying It will sweep you off your feet Only his product can satisfy your craving Product perfect for your perfect occasion
2.
DIE IN THE WEST Don’t tell me that you are not impressed With the miracle we’ve got right here in the West All you do is scream about the mess we make Whenever we are happy you have to assume it’s fake Yeah we always dream of a bigger slice And we don’t need any of your backwards advice Whoever eats the dog eats what the dog has eat Maybe it’s rabies but maybe baby that’s all you can get Die in the west and you’re halfway Die in the west and you’re halfway Die in the west and you’re halfway To heaven
3.
RED GREEN & GOLD Why must I rock against a profit And so bite the hand that feeds me I only do this because I hungry For someone to reach out and touch me Why must I rock against me brother And so lock meself in me lonely self I only do his because I have to Get me through this living hell Rock we against the fat man And so get us out of this mess Have to do it pretty quick though And so and so destroy his fortress Rock we against the hatemonger It’s easy, easy just to vanish him With this great power of our loving He knows, he knows that we will banish him Red, green and gold Let this be the color for all No more black and white game Together let us overcome all
4.
Burning Down 03:28
BURNING DOWN Can I borrow your lighter ‘Cos my forehead’s getting tighter And I gotta go burn something down Right down How I do it is no mystery, It’s easy, easy Spontaneous combustion Oh you please me, please me Now I feel the heat begin to rise And I know that there’s nothing There’s nothing, there’s nothing There’s nothing that feels quite the same It’s no game Spontaneous combustion Oh you please me, please me A burning building is like ecstasy It please me, please me Now I feel the heat begin to rise And I know that there’s nothing There’s nothing, there’s nothing There’s nothing that feels quite the same It’s no game Cry fire and destruction It’s easy, easy Spontaneous combustion Oh you please me, please me Now I feel the heat begin to rise And I know that there’s nothing There’s nothing, there’s nothing There’s nothing that feels quite the same It’s no game A burning building is like ecstasy It please me, please me Now I feel the heat begin to rise And I know that there’s nothing There’s nothing, there’s nothing There’s nothing that feels quite the same It’s no game
5.
BIG JOHN Big John’s living in the Big Apple Raising cows Keith’s at the clinic He’s gotta keep clean, oh so clean Sidney couldn’t cope He always had too much rope Now we all know We all know now Self-destruction’s not very easy Self-destruction’s not very easy HANOI ANNOYS ME Hanoi annoys me I’m not keen on Rome New York burns me I’d rather be at home What about Palestine, And what about Israel Hanoi annoys me What about the Catholics, The Commies and the Jews What about the fascists The Muslins and Hindus What about the Irish, The Poles and the blacks What about the Russians The Aussies and the Japs Listen to this Tell it to the army ‘cos I just don’t want to know Tell it to the navy ‘cos I just don’t want to know Tell it to the fly boys ‘cos I just don’t want to know Tell it to the junta ‘cos I just don’t want to know Tell it to the generals ‘cos I just don’t want to know Tell it to the army ‘cos I just don’t want to know Oh no Tell it to the people ‘cos I just don’t want to know And tell it to the army ‘cos I just don’t want to know No, no. THE INNOCENT We are innocent, it is not our fault If we don’t stop moving we won’t ever come to a halt We are innocent, we are not to blame If things don’t change they’ll stay the same We are innocent puppets of the state If we don’t change it soon it’s going to be too late Too late to be innocent, often we will find The things we do with our dirty bodies Are the things we do with our dirty minds A different sameness Is your only defence Why do you look for Why do you look for Why do you look for A similar difference Be yourself.
6.
Citinite 05:16
CITINITE He’s a small man Inside a tall one Girl of the street Bought at twilight Flat on the windscreen Faces reflecting Flat on the windscreen Faces reflecting Tongue through her lip gloss Turns me inside out Leaves me in no doubt Turns me inside out She’s got concrete looks Windows are closed eyes See her shimmer In her dress of a thousand lights Bought in shop windows If the price is right Bought in shop windows If the price is right Smile so enticing Turns me inside out Leaves me in no doubt Turns me inside out Laser lover, video friend Monotone romance Hologram Data readout, digital display Data readout, digital display She’s a sheet of glass But she’s real to me Oh so real to me Turns me inside out Citinite – hologram Citinite – rear light Citinite – calculate Citinite – terminate
7.
DON’T TOUCH ME Don’t brush me with your limosine Don’t touch me with your leg For God’s sake, how much can I take Before I have to beg Please don’t touch me, touch me With your lie Don’t breathe your dinner in my face I don’t have to stand for that If you take a chance on clean romance You’re gonna find my battery’s flat And you can’t touch me, touch me With your lie Don’t bury me ‘neath neon flowers Don’t want your lobotomy If I hang real loose and tell the truth You really haven’t gotten at me And you can’t touch me, touch me With your lie
8.
Bike Boys 05:05
BIKE BOYS Bike boys, bike boys they know no fear Highway gangsters in leather top gear Two up ton up, Two up ton up Bike boys, bike boys they don’t give a sod Police left standing, a road riot squad Bike boys, bike boys the road is their home White line space boys with hearts of chrome Bike boys, bike boys want jukebox bliss Vinyl suicide and it goes like this He slide the coin in, it go in real smooth He start to feel better now, now push button white boy If you wanna make it move It go 1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4 They all say, they all say She didn’t look like much But she was someone, someone I could always punch They all say, they all say She didn’t look good bruised But only I and I would buy her food and give her shoes They all say, they all say She ought to leave me flat I lock her in the bathroom I soon put a stop to all that Bike boys, bike bike boys
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Fashion 03:28
10.
TECHNOFASCIST Technofascist you must show us the way An electric stick that knows no sway Sleep tight, the technocrat loves us Sleep tight, no bureaucrat shoves us Sleep tight, tomorrow dogma will be chanted Sleep tight, all our desires are implanted Your mother was the past, now she’s obsolete She landed on her head, you landed on your feet You’ve got us all covered, there’s no room for error Your final programme is the ultimate terror

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Original studio half-inch tape mixes of Product Perfect by the original line-up of Fàshiön music, recorded at Grosvenor Studios, Handsworth, Birmingham, England 1979

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released July 3, 2020

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Luke Skyscraper James San Francisco, California

Luke Skyscraper James was the singer/guitarist with the original line up of "Fáshiön music" (1978-80)

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"This Twisted Wreckage" with Ricky Humphrey.

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