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Love Kills / Techno D​-​day

by the Murder Squad t.o.

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Recorded Live at the Famous Horseshoe tavern Joe Trummer Tribute January 2003

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Love Kills (Joe Steummer)
Walking out of England thinking you were king taking on this world
On that bus that goes through Mexico a killer love finds a sweet Mexican girl
But in Mississippi we rushed into the room
Down in Dixie you were crying for dope
Down in Alabama they like home cooked fare yeah
So we're gonna strap you to the fryin' chair yeah

But I don't know what love is
Is there something else giving me the chills?
But if my hands are the color of blood
Then, Baby, I can tell ya sure I can tell ya
Love kills
Kills
Love kills
Kills

Do you wanna hear all the sirens of the city drown the arguing?
We're on riker's island on a population board
They don't care about your fame

But I don't know what love is
Is there something else giving me the chills?
But if my hands are the color of blood
Then, Baby, I can tell ya sure I can tell ya
Love kills
Kills
Love kills
Kills

On the Rio Grande they'll tie you to a tree
Ooh-oh-ohh
Ooh-oh-ohh
And you can't call the lawyers 'cause the whorehouse is asleep
Ohh-oh-ohh
Ooh-oh-ohh
You people will get weak
Ohh-oh-ohh
Ooh-oh-ohh
They'll throw you in a cell where you can barely breathe
Ohh-oh-ohh
Ooh-oh-ohh

But I don't know what love is
Is there something else giving me the chills?
But if my hands are the color of blood
Then, Baby, I can tell ya sure I can tell ya
Love kills
Kills
Love kills
Kills

Techno D-Day (Joe Strummer)
Well, it was a techno d-day
Out on Omaha Beach
I was a reserve DJ
Playing Columbian mountain beats

Andres Landero
Ay mi sombrero
Hold onto your hats
We gotta go

Because the noise inspectors with the sound detectors
Were coming on down the beach
And the counselors want to pounce on us
And there we go disturbing the peace

And the Cornish sun had only just begun
To sink into the western sea
So to keep it low so the cops don't know
I spun my Harry Belafonte

On a techno d-day, a techno d-day
Out on Omaha Beach
Where the troops believe in a life of freedom
And this is all about free speech

The day became night by the campfire light
The crowd began testifying
Using the headphones for a mic, four tenors delight
I sang another new sound is dying


On a techno d-day, a techno d-day
Where the long arm of the law can't reach
On a techno d-day, a techno d-day
We waited out on Omaha Beach

Behind me in the booth was the techno crew
Ready with the crucial beats
Still they said keep it low, spin your calypso
We're waiting for Babylon to retreat

The crowd was ready to riot, they were sick of being quiet
We're still waiting for the signal to go
Then the walkie-talkie gear spat out the all-clear
And the boys hit the decks in full flow

On a techno d-day, a techno d-day
Way out on Omaha Beach
Where the troops believe in a life of freedom
And this is all about free speech

Techno d-day, a techno d-day
Way out on Omaha Beach
Where the troops believe in a life of freedom
And this is about free speech

Techno d-day, a techno d-day
Sometimes you have to get out of reach
It was a techno d-day, a techno d-day
And this is all about free speech

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released January 1, 2003
Joe Strummer

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the Murder Squad t.o. Toronto, Ontario

This is hardcore-fuelled punk with doses of metal to really push the envelope. ...tunes to reflect the sense of 50-foot liberty spikes alongside a death-metal enthusiast. A genre all sides can get into. - Bedlam Society

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