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Michigan noise-rock band Prostitute have signed to Mute for their debut album, due next year
The tour includes sold-out shows and festival appearances in Europe and UK.
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"M. Dada" is a track by Prostitute, from the album Attempted Martyr, released 19th October 2024. The track is 6:40 long. It's filed under Hard Rock. Full lyrics are available below. Dork has published 1 article about Prostitute.
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That was three years three years spent Passing by your window with a lot of lead Lost under the silent season Held to a brooding contortionist dance Calling satan out of leisure Now presenting the Sultan Al-Bokhari The prince and his caliph Here marks three years of Ah ah ah ah Here marks three years of Ughhhhh Here marks three years of Ah ah ah ah Here marks four years Four years four years of my life lost So why don't you come to my house? And knock upon my door? And if you object Oh if you object It'll be by my design As it's always been and as it'll always be Because now I buy and sell people like you And now I buy and sell people like you I buy and sell I buy and sell I buy and sell I buy and sell I buy and sell I buy and sell And ah fuck I've rallied the rot the pale gaudy punks And ah fuck I ran that bitch with the crack of a whip And ah fuck I've offered a beheading my death their wish And ah fuck For their penance they submit a sacrament of flesh Open fire on a crowd Here's to the fool that made a bastard of the child Open fire on a crowd King for a day tomorrow a clown And when you refer to me And when you refer to me And when you call me by name I'll be known as Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Mouchette Wrapped in white women Wrapped in white women Wrapped in white women Wrapped in white women This torso ran its course I said this torso ran its corso Corso corso corso And ah fuck I've tallied the days spent ripened to rot And ah fuck I've summoned the son by the cunt of a witch And ah fuck They call for bloodletting for which I am indebted to their wish And ah fuck In unison they clamor for their leader's head Open fire on a crowd Here's to the fool that made a bastard of the child Open fire on a crowd Face down everybody on the ground Open fire on a crowd Speak up and I'll shut your fucking mouth Open fire on a crowd King for a day tomorrow a clown
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