Protomartyr “Wheel of Fortune (feat. Kelley Deal)” (Video del 7/5/18)

Protomartyr “Wheel of Fortune (feat. Kelley Deal)” (Video del 7/5/18)

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VIDEO RECOMENDADO DEL 7 DE MAYO, 2018

Nuestra recomendación de hoy es el nuevo video de la fantástica banda de post punk de Detroit, Protomartyr, tema en el que colabora Kelley Deal, guitarrista de la agrupación The Breeders.

Wheel of Fortune” forma parte del nuevo EP de cuatro canciones, Consolation EP

El video fue dirigido por Yoonha Park, con la producción de Neighborhood Watch / Brittany Reeber, dirección de fotografía de Zach Stoltzfus.

Letra:

A trick of heredity

A zipcode

A last name

A cell deforming

A businessman’s handshake

His waning ardor needs blood to metastasize

I decide who lives and who dies

 

Water as commodity

All is comedy

Acts of God

Acts of the purse-milking apostles

Pulling yourself up your boot straps is impossible

I decide who lives and who dies

 

The flea

The fetid pool

The sink hole

The asshole

Who thinks he thinks

He thinks he knows all answers

Wrath for sale and it is always Christmas

I decide who lives and who dies

 

Emergency manager

An angry ex-husband

Late with his payments and needs to cut costs

Inept gov hacks pump poison through pipes

A rising tide

I decide who lives and who dies

 

Wheel of Fortune

Wealth of nations

Chance of winning with proof of purchase

Chances are better with documentation

 

Pull your ticket

Stand in line

Don’t trust those that line up behind you

While your waiting

Stare a hole in

The back that’s in front of you

 

Your time is coming

That is our promise

If you’re not around your children will do

Roll me over, tender cousin

Open up my face to feel the gears

The inner workings

Forever turning

Busy hands in motion

Hands in action

Hands upon the wheel

Hands upon levers

Hands pulling levers

Hands pulling rigging

Hands around throats

Hands around their own throats

Hands around their own throats

 

A Pharmaceutical mistake

A bluebird through a windowpane

A useful idiot trying to suckle his pride

Something growing deep on the inside

I decide who lives and who dies

 

A man with a gun and a deluded sense of purpose

A good guy with a gun who missed

A police state desperate to reach quota

The insurance company’s ad budget went over

I decide who lives and who dies

 

See it turning, turning, turning

If you ever smile on me

Please let it be now

I wonder if you’ll fool me this time