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permission

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Permission Sweetly, sonically and sardonically navigate the ratio of electric flux density produced by psychedelic new wave rock in a hard place... NY.

Biography

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Lyrics

Infernal Machine

Written By: Alex Emanuel

You’ve got the wrong idea and… we’re getting played
Caved to your rich bitch chia pet-no one’s been saved
I’m at a loss for finding ways to change your mind
Say who’s the boss? Then go out and get whined off line

Control alt delete I’m more than your spare
Log on to me or I’ll be shared
The key it don’t fit in the past no compare

Let’s make a deal so we can restore
Gonna learn how to feel what eats at the core
You can turn up the heat but you can’t pass the buck
You can earn a degree and still be shit out of luck

Control alt delete I’m more than your spare
Log on to me or I’ll be shared
The key it don’t fit in the past no compare

In this Infernal Affair

Whom to believe? Clear the flies from your hard drive
So far from the ease that our system implied
Ill repairs have been made, but not mine to erase
You can’t split hairs in the grave, I can’t lie to your face

Control alt delete I’m more than your spare
Log on to me or I’ll be shared
The key it don’t fit in the past no compare

In this Infernal Affair

Duh Wayne

Written By: Alex Emanuel

What means, how could you do?
We’re on top of hollow
Love scenes are war games to you
But I won’t follow

Your game

Haiku, be bop a lu
We’ve been there an’ now we’re bein’ screwed
I don’t care just who he was
An ex-War toy has….

Spilt blood

The whole thing’s shook and
You can’t repeal it
There’s no 2nd looks and
You can’t steal this

Go an’ start your little war
But this isn’t your tour
You can’t ignore, you can’t be bothered
You just wanna be adored by…

Your father

The whole thing’s shook and
You can’t repeal it
There’s no 2nd looks and
You can’t steal this

Tow Head

Written By: Alex Emanuel

One hand tied and one hand bowed
And you may never be well known
You’re pickin’ up pieces of other people’s Jesuses
That you wish that you

Had thrown

You run your fingers down below
And count the greys, retreat so slow
Then cover your eyes to all those lies
That rest on top of your

Motherfluffin’ pillow

When you are not alone, you are
Being towed
And so it glows
Yeah your blacklight it blows
But it knows, it knows you can
Jump start your headlight n’ go

Des Cendres

Written By: Alex Emanuel

French lick umpired? Whoa, Must I get into
Playin' wordgames, with the dislikes of you?
I throw my head up, to my shins on fire
Your kicks they're so lame, we've seen who's the liar

Don line item Vito, you crossed me, see below

Like I'd need you, to tell me what's at issue
On your high road to hell, you're sub-standard crude
Yeah, you've got some stealth and unlimited resources
But how do they help? Man, you can't light up your own forces

Don line item Vito, so costly, the blood flows

You're no grit iron butterfly, and now you're steaming, but why?
The baseman he was a friend of mine, turn off your low beam, from on high
You hide and hide, hide, end hide, end hide, end

Just one more thing, then slam the door on your way out
You can go an' cheat the ring, and fake deliver on your route
But you're going up in flames, when you least expect it
And just like the game, you won't be able to detect it

Don line item Vito, you lost me, there you go

You're no grit iron butterfly, and there's no team in, your eyes
Like Cheater Joe it's time out of line, I don't believe in long goodbyes
You hide and hide, hide, end hide, end hide, end

Je t'es donne mes yeux, maintenant les tien brule

Beat Back

Written By: Alex Emanuel

When you fall beneath the
You can't come at
There's no relief no
Stars who clap

The walls besiege my
Shots of black
Hope I die before I
Get sold that crack

No, I'll speak my mind, know the line? I see just fine. Behind or unsigned, or confined, I'll never work at Starbucks, so free cups may add up yeah

When it's all impeach or
Planned attacks
Why should I reach for
A Big Mac?

I don't believe that you can rest assured they're sane
Land of the free to
Swallow window pane

No, I'll speak my mind, know the line? I see just fine. Behind or unsigned, or confined, I'll never work at Starbucks, so free cups may add up, and I beat back my luck, so what

Fight, flight or fancy drone?
What do the push-ups reveal, yeah?
But that they're all getting stoned
I gather I'll be what I'll be-fair?
Even if that means I'm gone, then I'll be wise, macking all the way home

No, I'll speak my mind, know the line? I see just fine. Behind or unsigned, or confined, or mainlined
No, I'll speak my mind. No, I'll speak my mind. No, I'll speak my mind.
No, I'll never work at Starbucks, so free cups may add up, and I beat back my luck, so what

Discography

Permission recorded their eponymous first 3 song demo "Suspicious Behavior" in 12/05, with the beautiful & talented Ray Ketchem (Elk City, Luna, Mendoza Line), at The Womb in NJ. They went back under the knife to add 3 more tunes in March of 2006, and have repackaged 5 of the songs in an Ep thing that people can grab hold of anytime they want it. You can hear some of these trax at their myspace account. All the songs were written and arranged by Alex Emanuel and Ben Jenkins. The lineup was as follows: Alex Emanuel -gtr, lead vox, keys, Ben Jenkins -lead gtr, Mags LaBombard -bass, keys David Lewis -drums, Marah Boblin -keys, bg vox, Sir -bg vox, and special thanks to Meghan Pickens

Set List

Duh Wayne
ADD
Tow Head
Gone Rotary
Beat Back
Imposing Stone
Jennifer Love Hooker
Des Cendres
Smile of Dirt
Leave the Driving to Us
Scraps
Infernal Machine
The Extinction Go Go