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XTCare an influential new wave band from Swindon, England. First coming together in 1972, the core duo of Andy Partridge(guitars, vocals) and Colin Moulding(bass, vocals) went through numerous band names (including and Star Park) over the next five years. Drawing influence from the New York Dollsand the emerging New York punk scene, they played glam rock with homemade costumes and slowly built up a following. Drummer joined in 1973. Keyboard player Barry Andrewsfollowed in 1976, and the band finally settled on a name: XTC.
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Soldiers, workers, slaves and farmers,
Nurses, queens and drones.
Wish theyd leave my head tonight,
Let me rest my bones.
(ziggedy zig zag just look at em. ziggedy zag, hey hey)
A billion feet sound just like a billion drums.
A bed is creaking as the messiah comes.
The cars are crashing and the bacon is hacked.
The coffins lowered and the lunches get packed.
Still segregating cause we insects are too proud.
Doesnt matter what colour of cat you are theres no dogs allowed.
And the screaming sky wont let me sleep.
The stars are laughing at us,
As we crawl on and on across this antheap.
War planes go over but no wages go round.
A sign goes up to say hey were twin towned.
The dough is rising but no bread will be baked.
The fur is genuine but the orgasms faked.
Were spending millions to learn to speak porpoise,
When human loneliness is still a deafening noise.
And the screaming sky wont let me sleep.
The stars are laughing at us,
As we crawl on and on across this antheap.
Soldiers, workers, slaves and farmers,
Nurses, queens and drones.
Wish theyd leave my head tonight,
And let me rest my bones.
And all the worlds babies are crying still.
While all the police cars harmonize with power drills.
As jets and kettles form a chord with screeching gulls.
Accompanied by truncheons keeping time on human skulls.
And the screaming sky wont let me sleep.
The stars are laughing at us,
As we crawl on and on past lovers wholl leap.
On and on past widows wholl weep.
On and on no more than skin deep.
On and on across this antheap.