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Out To The Islands

from Inside Local 6 by Angry Saints

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Going out to the islands
Red spit, palms and rusting planes
Beehives in the bay
Rowing out to the islands
Tuna leaping in the waves
Anchors aweigh!

Let me take you down
Where they never heard of winter
Yes, you like the sound
But paradise has splinters

Smoking Mother and Daughter
Black sand and boiling sea
Sunken ships and bubble weed
Coal black frangipani
Sticky beche de mer
Pumice and salty air

Let me take you down
Where they never heard of winter
Yes, you like the sound
But paradise has splinters

You don't forget their voices,
The way they held your hand
They watched you playing in the sand.
You've got no ground beneath you,
You've lost your engineers.
Where are my musketeers?

Archipelago
Black majestic cloud
Pyroclastic flow
Island in a shroud

Let me take you down
Where they never heard of winter
Yes, you like the sound
But paradise has splinters

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from Inside Local 6, released February 3, 2024
Words & music: Lindsay Moxham

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Angry Saints Madrid, Spain

Madrid based Anglo-Aussie-Spanish four piece Angry Saints make high energy rock music which will explode in your face.

Angry Saints are:
Lindsay Moxham - vocals & guitar
Ricardo Regulez - guitar & lap steel
Dave Robinson - bass & vocals
Carolina Viñe - drums & vocals
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