A song for our times (sans permission)

(Backfilling - originally posted here.)

From one of the best damned albums of all time. We have arrived.

Title: Hammerheads
Artist: Shriekback
Album: Oil and Gold
Year: 1985

Our time has come, Age of the Hammerhead
This is our mission, to be the Daleks of God
Too late for silence, too late for anything
It's all too much for me, its roots go down too deep for me

A punishing fire, an animal frenzy
These hammerhead people who know what danger is for
You let them in and now they're everywhere
If it's mineral or vegetable it's back a little up a little

Shout, push Hammerheads, bold and resolute
Marching, balancing, in too far to go back
Yes, yes Hammerheads, swimming, kissing
We are big and clever and we don't know anything

Purification by immersion in our filthy demon seed
We know the only things you like are
Paranoid sex and childish greed
Our own worst enemies they hollowed us out of wood
Look at all the grease inside us, gonna get us this time but good
Whether we pull it out or push it in it all ends up the same
You know a hammerhead is a hammerhead by any other name

Shout, push Hammerheads, bold and resolute
Marching, balancing, in too far to go back
Yes, yes Hammerheads, swimming, kissing
We are big and clever and we don't know anything
Onward Hammerheads, bright and dangerous
Jumping, running in the field and factory
God save Hammerheads, keeping going
We are sleek and special and we're sure of something

Blessed are the ape men, blessed are the shit kickers
Blessed are the jackhammers, blessed is the big damage
Blessed are the faith healers, blessed are the moon walkers
Blessed are the snake people, blessed are the heat seekers

Now assuage my guilty conscience over reproducing these lyrics: find the album and buy it.