Grey Tapes

by Chimpanzees

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released March 26, 2012

Personnel:

Aaran O'Tang - Vocals, guitar, bass, frowns & sighs.
Ben Clark - Lead geetar, vocals, attention deficit disorder.
Craig Moon - Vocals, synths, death-defying fringe.
John Paul ('J.P.') Shipp - Beats, beard & balls.

Additional backing vocals by Megan 'Megalosaur' Egglesden.

Sporadic Violin lead by Jen.

All music, lyrics & artwork written by, performed by & created by Chimpanzees with own their damn dirty hands.

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Chimpanzees Leicester, UK

Chimpanzees are an all-primate 'electro-psych-rock' band hailing from a legally unnamable 
Zoo & Safari Park in Leicestershire in the UK.

Aaran hollers lead vocals, frowns a lot and plays a combination of guitar & bass.

Craig has an uncontrollable fringe, sings and plays synthesizers and controls samples.

J.P. Bangs the drums and has an awesome beard.
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Track Name: Fuel The Hearse
We keep our hands dirty.
We keep our faces clean.
Our trophies are all polished.
Our flags are pristine.
Our tanks are full of heroes.
Our fields are ripe with corn.
(And) we don't take to intruders.

In the night in sheets so warm.
In the daylight the battle's fought.
East out weight 'til fit to burst.
Keep the gas to fuel the hearse.

Our lands are vast & mighty.
our conquests glorious.
We sack ungodly cities.
Leveled to rocks & dust.
The world is but an oyster.
(But) not one we'd choose to share.
And if it goes down burning... (we don't care)

In the night in sheets so warm.
In the daylight the battle's fought.
East out weight 'til fit to burst.
Keep the gas to fuel the hearse.

We keep our hands dirty.
We keep our faces clean.
Our trophies are all polished.
Our flags are pristine.
Our tanks are full of heroes.
Our fields are ripe with corn.
(And) we don't take to intruders.

In the night in sheets so warm.
In the daylight the battle's fought.
East out weight 'til fit to burst.
Keep the gas to fuel the hearse.
Track Name: Shot
Could you take off without a spaceship?
Could you comfort a manic depressive?
Could you freestyle with a hairlip?
Could you hold fast with a loose grip?

Push on shine through the radiator.
'til your shot through & you're not there.
push your shot through the radiator.
'til your shot through & you're not there!


when your balls deep
No room for all
Who you calling selfish
First come, first served
Hit me with your fast curve
Make you want then
Hit me with the return

Reboot, restart
Breaking your heart
Ask your girl where she
gets her stretch marks
No need for those
Bingo wings
Where we go
Their afraid of flying

Hey kids
I'm not making this easy
Perception is
Extra- sensory
Mammary glands
Making Friends
With my hands
No funbags can escape
My grasp
Keep you sweet
With my Kung Fu grip
And do you just like a
CHIMPANZEE
I go ape on the first date
And get my kicks from this
Monkey business

Push on shine through the radiator.
'til your shot through & you're not there.
push your shot through the radiator.

La-la-la-lahh-la-lahh!
La-la-la-lahh-la-lahh!
Lahh! La-lahh! La-la-la-la-lahhh-la! (x2)

Push on shine through the radiator.
'til your shot through & you're not there.
push your shot through the radiator.
'til your shot through & you're not there!
Track Name: Beef Jerk Off
Whoah-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh!

Apes! Monkeys! (x8)

Waiting without thumbs.
Evolution never comes.
Reading without words.
We're ignorant & we'll never learn.

Apes! Monkeys! (x8)

Whoah-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh!

Waiting without thumbs.
Evolution never comes.
Reading without words.
We're ignorant & we'll never learn.
We need a single spark.
To catalyse & blow apart.
All things said & done.
We're still fucking simpletons.

Apes! Monkeys! (x8)

Monkeys! (x4)
Track Name: Shark Or Wolfman
Shark or Wolfman?
We're just meat to them.
Shark or Wolfman?
Always hungry & they don't give a damn!

Don't let your fears control you.
Get up! Get out! Don't let them find you!
No lives outside your bedrooms.
Get up! Get out! Don't let them find you!
Tear yourselves from your consoles.
Get up! Get out! Don't let them find you!
Inflict yourselves on the world!

Shark or Wolfman?
We're just meat to them.
Shark or Wolfman?
Always hungry & they don't give a damn!

Don't walk alone at full moon.
Get up! Get out! Don't let them bite you!
Don't swim at night in the pool.
Get up! Get out! Don't let them bite you!
Arm yourselves with a harpoon.
Get up! Get out! Don't let them bite you!
The real monster is you!

Shark or Wolfman?
We're just meat to them.
Shark or Wolfman?
Always hungry & they don't give a damn!

No fixed state like water.
Shape shift into a monster.
No victim for slaughter.
The hunted is the hunter.

Shark or Wolfman? (x2)

Shark or Wolfman?
No fixed state like water!
Shark or Wolfman?
Shape shift into a monster!
Shark or Wolfman?
No fixed state like water!
Shark or Wolfman?
Shape shift into a monster!

They don't give a damn!
Track Name: Zombat
You might hurt yourself
If you try too hard
Before you can fly
You have to learn to dive

Flex those wings
Spread those arms
Stretch those legs
And open up those eyes

Look before you leap
On your maiden flight
Take a running jump
Launch into the sky

Link to satellites
Watch from way up high
Buy a brand new suit
Wear it when you die

You will pay for everything
Live with your sin
End in the lead but never win
Repeat Mistakes over again
What's left to say? What's left to say?

When you leave earth
Thrown into dirt
All the praise heard
Cursed with every word

Blah blah blah blah blah blah
What's left to say? What's left to say?

When you leave earth
Thrown into dirt
All the praise heard
Cursed with every word

Flex those wings
Spread those arms
Stretch those legs
And open up those eyes
Track Name: Brutiful
You will try to keep me in but I will find a way.
Too break out from this gilded cage & take flight once again.

I tap my beak against the glass until it hurts my head.
To smash the pane or move the frame & use it to escape.

To feel the wind against my face & feathers of my wings.
To soar & swoop & dive & chase wild & unchained.

I tap my beak against the glass until it hurts my head.
To smash the pane or move the frame I've got to get away.

I will escape this drudgery (x4)

The vision of the trees & fields entice me to make haste.
Freedom lies beyond these bars it's close enough to taste.

To feel the wind against my face & feathers of my wings.
To soar & swoop & dive & chase wild & unchained.

I tap my beak against the glass until it hurts my head.
To smash the pane or move the frame I've got to get away.

I will escape this drudgery (x8)

And take flight once again!
Track Name: Here Be Monsters
Hoist the main sail.
Raise the centre/missen mast.
Haul up the anchor & man the crow's nest.

We're setting off, for distant shores.
Into the sunset & off the edge of the world.

We're off the map.
No coming/turning back.
Here be monsters & undiscovered lands.

Now we're all lost at sea.
Can tell our up from down.
The day has turned to night.
The north has now become the south.

We're off the map.
No coming/turning back.
Here be monsters & undiscovered lands.
(With) Nothing to eat.
(We're) losing our teeth.
Mad with disease & now we're seeing things.

See all the ships try as they might, to battle her waves, they can't last the night.
Seaweed for chains, she won't let them leave, strapped to her chest, they will never rest.

Hell no! Blow the man down.
Broken his will, borken his crown.
Keel haul, cutthroats & fools.
Lightning & fire will burn in our skulls.

See all the ships try as they might, to battle her waves, they can't last the night.
Seaweed for chains, she won't let them leave, strapped to her chest, they will never rest.

Crime on the seas.
We'll solve all your mysteries.
Pirate private eyes for all your naval needs.

We're off the map.
No coming/turning back.
Here be monsters & undiscovered lands.
(With) Nothing to eat.
(We're) losing our teeth.
Mad with disease & now we're seeing things.
Track Name: Cold Comfort Food
You don't want me to be a drone.
You can't talk to me on the phone.
Won't accept what you will lose.
You just want me for comfort food.

Won't you open up.
You could have me if you just opened up.

You don't like it when I joke.
But there's no reason to be so cold.
You don't want to leave your home.
But your want me for your own.

Won't you open up.
You could have me if you just opened up.
Track Name: Let's Stop Breathing
Lo! We've built Rome again!
Made all the same mistakes.

Let's stop our breathing!
Let's stop our lungs from taking air!
Let's stop our breeding!
Let's stop ourselves from making heirs!

All (of) our monuments laid waste!
All (of) our government are too faced!

No chance to run away.
Now that they rule again.

Let's stop our breathing!
Let's stop our lungs from taking air!
Let's stop our breeding!
Let's stop ourselves from making heirs!

Change in temperature is just change!
Are we (the) architects of this state?

Oh no!
Holes in the Ozone layer we cann't breathe the air.
Oh no!
Melting Ice cape means no more hot baths.
Oh no!
Erosion of coasts - more cliffs to throw ourselves off of!

Oh no!
Let's stop our breathing!
Oh no!
Let's stop our lungs from taking air!
Oh no!
Let's stop our breeding!
Oh no!
Let's stop ourselves from making airs!
Oh no!
Track Name: Rufus
I wanna rock to smash in their skulls.
Those brain dead thugs/fucks are in for the kull.
Slide riffs & hair straighteners.
Sponsorship from Satan's purse.

I wanna be on SST.
I wanna flop on Sub Pop.
Have you heard our MP3?
Gotta come to London.
Rufus knows the future's plain sailing (x4)

I'm sure you've heard this all before?
Our third rate tales of yore.
Melodies from Tate & Lyle.
(Of) Dinosaurs & necrophiles.

I wanna be on SST.
I wanna flop on Sub Pop.
Have you heard our MP3?
Gotta come to London.
Rufus knows the future's plain sailing (x4)

Rufus know the future's plain sailing (x4)
Track Name: Fat Camp Blues
Get up real early salad on my plate.
Got up real early (but) I just wanna eat cake.

It's killing me (x2)

They keep giving me celery! (x4)

Jogging cross country almost everyday.
Jogging cross country (cos) I wanna get laid.

It's killing me (x2)

They keep giving me celery (x4)

Mother! Have you forgot your favourite son?
Mother! I really miss your Sunday lunch, Yeah!

They keep giving me celery (x8)
Track Name: Eat My Pixels
Go for the throat! That's our style.
You wanna win? Then poke an eye out!

Peace is our secret contraband.
If you wanna live it then do some killing.

Good things come to those that wait but I just see an open grave.

You're getting old & feeling tired.
This long road will soon expire.

Peace is our secret contraband.
If you wanna live it then do some killing.

For every life a little death.
Change your mind & press reset.

Go for the throat! That's our style.
You wanna win? Then poke an eye out!

Peace is our secret contraband.
If you wanna live it then do some killing.
Track Name: Elephantom
She was alone, until she joined the circus.
Wailing & moaning scaring people away.
They couldn't see her, but they could feel her thundering footsteps like a rumbling train.

In the big top, she'd avast & knock down all the masts.
Without supports, the tents collapsed, the crowds inside had to exit fast.

Eating all the peanuts, scattering the hay, the ghost of Ellie Phantom was there to stay. (X2)

Think you're on your own, but here she comes, here she comes again.
Not you're not alone, she's calling out, calling out you're name.
Think you're on your own, but here she comes, here she comes - again.

In the morning, in the day, there were prints no man could fake.
In the shadow, of her shade, no warmth would generate.

Eating all the peanuts, scattering the hay, the ghost of Ellie Phantom was there to stay. (X2)

Think you're on your own, but here she comes, here she comes again.
Not you're not alone, she's calling out, calling out you're name.
Think you're on your own, but here she comes, here, she, comes.

She would not do tricks, or give rides to the kids.
They could not predict, what she might do next.
As long as she appeared, to bring the people in.
This didn't mean a thing, because, she, made, them, rich.

Because she made them, 'cause she made them, 'cause she made them rich.
Track Name: CGI Fire
Everything will be okay.
If you close the circle.

All the while that you're awake.
Is life too difficult?

Go backwards in time.
The voice will change.

The truth will sail on.

You lie (x2)

Surrender!
It's too late for change.
Surrender!
Your choice has been made.

All of us we make mistakes.
All of us we medicate.

Open up your display.
Touch screw & interface.

Trade force in senses.
Expend your disciplines.

The truth will damn us all.

You lie (x2)

Surrender!
It's too late for change.
Surrender!
They'll be no escape.

Carry all your own weight?
Are you insubstantial? (x2)

No complaint. Rinse & repeat. (x2)

Stay asleep. Give all. Dream on. (x4)

No complaint. Rinse & repeat. (x2)