posted on May 18, 2009 at 3:43 am

i explode out of your head
electric guitars going up n down the keys
a chromatic mirage
in my dreams he calls me
tell em about the deadmans hand
yeah i see it all
i hear the shots
i smell the blood of dying men
i see a line of rapists in a ghetto
i see someone smashing a window
the revolution
its breaking out everywhere baby
czar peter napoleon nero charlemagne the 3rd
has ordered us to CRUSH the revolution
which revolution centurion ? some soldier asks
whichever fuckin’ one they send us to boys now shut yer gob!
the song hangs over the fucked up fields of crimea
dealing out the frigging deadmans hand all over the place
read em n weep boys
barb wire and speed
mustard gas on yer breakfast?
a spear in yer guts?
a grenade implodes a foxhole and the enemy stagger out choking
kill em all kill em all! screams the fucking sergeant
with my bear hands i rip out their filthy heathen heaving souls
some fucker whacks me in the head and i reel back
oh i’m enjoying myself now
i take out my great equalizer and i let em have it
ka boom
they all fall apart in a spray of blood and quavers
that night i sit in some captured hell hole of a town
we sit around complaining
the sarge comes in
some lancer tries to answer him
he fucking grabs the lancer
i suddenly wished
i had never appeared ……
the next day we down these subterranean caves
looking for osama bin judas crockett locksley and his merry men
they got it all strung like a 12 string razor
going up n down
tiny blades tinkle in the twinkling wind
mad women swaying at the back of the chorus
oh ah oh ah oh ah
i cant tell if its day or night
no sounds around me suddenly
where are we…….?
some doomed soldier will wander in the gloom forever
where are you….?
i dont fucking know
we’re on the way…..
we’re on the way to crush the revolution…
the wilderness years
still the bush burnt for me
i burnt the bush
and the bush spoke to me
the bush said i am jehovah
and he dealt me out five cards
i gasped as i saw
that i was holding the dead mans hand
beware the ricochet !screamed the sarge
as a big bald pict skewered him with his alt-rez ray
a crazy german blew out his brains in a turret
the dalmation empress with her scorched earth
bullets flying taking toll
billy dont be a hero
machine gun
hey joe i heard you shot yer old lady down
take these guns offa me
i cant shoot em any more
wear a gun n be proud
but bare breasts not allowed
ratta tat tat tat
kill em all
n let jesus the man of peace sort em out
tonite we will dine in valhalla
george harrison wades in
the drums of war pound
the bass locks on like a rocket
following yer jetplane home and flying right up yer exhaust until
the mad widows wail gone into hyperdrive
the guitars fracture
the generals crumble
the poppies grow in flanders field
we are the dead
we are the dead
on the way
to crush the revolution
which one sarge?

20 Responses to “botched hit”

  1. avatar
    heyday2day | 18 May 2009 at 4:42 am #

    fascinating………and coincidental perhaps? i’ve been on a back to vinyl tear lately and yesterday purchased a near mint copy of all things must pass and as i read your blog “beware of darkness” plays in the background.

    btw, also purchased the june edition of goldmine magazine. two five star reviews for painkiller and marty’s nightjar. about to transcribe it on the womb. yer on a roll

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    Hellbound Heart | 18 May 2009 at 6:34 am #

    whoah matey, that’s some action you got happening today…..
    can almost hear screaming guitars and thunderous bass and apocalyptic drums…..makes me think of the scene from apocalypse now where they’re dropping bombs and stuff and they have that classical music playing at ear-splitting level….
    love always…..

  3. avatar
    Anonymous | 18 May 2009 at 6:59 am #

    Strindberg once wrote that every military parade should have a crew of butchers marching in front, sharpening knives with bloody aprons.

  4. avatar
    fantasticandy | 18 May 2009 at 8:24 am #

    altres brian as a ‘big bald pict’?
    yeah…i can dig that.
    one day he may find himself grooving with a ‘watusi in negative’…and several species of small furry dudes!
    lots of cool reference points today steve…….entertainig,
    whilst making an important statement……

    before the ‘anons’ start wading in……
    this is at steve’s own suggestion and approval…..
    JFD is a real album.
    the track steve mentions is called ‘M6’ and can be heard at….

    you ARE the best…….

    oh….and by the way…that tarot card idea?
    i meant it…..
    give it some thought eh?

  5. avatar
    Anonymous | 18 May 2009 at 8:32 am #

    You guys done much since Starfish?

  6. avatar
    Anonymous | 18 May 2009 at 8:48 am #

    Looks like Andy finally got his chair, in fuckin’ spades!

  7. avatar
    Kokky | 18 May 2009 at 11:20 am #

    Got me in the mood for a shoot-em-up video-game except there is no time today.

  8. avatar
    Anonymous | 18 May 2009 at 11:28 am #

    Kilbey – Iva Davies Duet…..


    -rick Warren From Beaverton, IOWA

  9. avatar
    Anonymous | 18 May 2009 at 12:44 pm #

    Love that song, I’ve had a hard time listening to the whole album cause I keep replaying Deadman’s Hand. For some reason the early part makes me think of Blue Oyster Cult’s the Reaper? Obviously totally different songs though. Thinks its going into my all time favorites list. Good work!

  10. avatar
    matthew | 18 May 2009 at 3:27 pm #

    Having crushed the revolution, rewind by just 1 track… I’ve been wanting to say since I first heard U#23 – the chord progression in Cobalt Blue is really quite amazing… original and striking and unexpected and unpredictable in the way, say, 70s-era Bowie might once have been… I had to sit down and really work to understand those changes! I still frequently find myself trapped in repeat-play on Cobalt Blue and its melancholy landscape. Hey, you guys made some real inroads into advancing rocknroll with that one! Cheers.

  11. avatar
    davem | 18 May 2009 at 5:33 pm #

    Cracking insight killer, thanks.
    And I still adore North, South, East and West.

  12. avatar
    Freddie | 18 May 2009 at 6:08 pm #

    There! Perfect! Make it into a video.:-)
    I enjoyed this blog; it really opens this song up for me.

    Oh, and by the way, are y’all going to wear those revolution costumes like Coldplay?

    😀 hehehe

  13. avatar
    nickfiction | 18 May 2009 at 8:23 pm #

    wow, dead man’s hand is almost like a classic church song but has that new church feeling . awesome. I’d like to mention that the new church music is getting plays on major radio stations here in cleveland heavy rotation?! how did that happen!???!!! great !!!

  14. avatar
    glynnisjohns | 18 May 2009 at 9:49 pm #

    Not only my favorita off of U#23,
    I chuckled out loud the first time i heard it

    ’empires got you by the balls’

    No way is that what olde killa said

    It is what you said

    and i love it.


  15. avatar
    Anonymous | 18 May 2009 at 10:04 pm #

    While you haze and laze away to write your “botched hit” (this is sooo last season, Kilbey), I work holyhorrifichard for the revolution. I love a battle.
    To relieve your troubled head, play some Iggy in your Olympusaucy today. Do you know that song, “Success”? Oh, surely you do but the lyrics are so lovely I have to print them here:

    Here comes success, here comes success
    Over my hill, over my hill
    Here comes success, here comes success
    Here comes my car, here comes my car
    Here comes my Chinese rug, here comes my Chinese rug
    Here comes success, here comes success

    In the last ditch, in the last ditch
    I’ll think of you, I’ll think of you
    In the last ditch, in the last ditch
    I will be true, I will be true
    Sweetheart I’m telling you, sweetheart I’m telling you
    Here comes the zoo, here comes the zoo

    Here comes success, here comes success
    Oh, hooray success, hooray success
    Here comes success, hooray success
    Oh oh success, oh oh success
    I can’t help myself, I can’t help myself
    I just got to got to got to, I just got to got to got to…
    I can’t stand it, got to got to got to

    Here comes my face, here comes my face
    It’s plain bizarre, it’s plain bizarre
    Here comes my face, here comes my face
    Out of the crowd, out of the crowd
    Sweetheart I’m telling you, sweetheart I’m telling you
    Here comes the zoo, here comes the zoo

    In the last ditch, in the last ditch
    Here comes success, here comes success
    Here comes success, here comes success
    I’m gonna do the twist, I’m gonna do the twist
    I’m moved, man, I’m wigged, oh I’m moved and I’m wigged
    I’m crazy, I’m gonna, I’m gonna go crazy. And if you, maybe you’d like..
    Let’s blast off!

    Alright! Baby, let’s blast off, oh, baby let’s blast off
    Blast off on success, blast off on success
    Oh you slay me, oh you slay me, baby, ooooh, you slay me, baby
    I’m gonna do the twist, I’m gonna do the twist
    I’m gonna hop like a frog, I’m gonna hop like a frog
    I’m gonna go out on the street and do anything I want
    I’m gonna go out on the street and do anything
    Oh, shit! Oh, shit!

  16. avatar
    K.P.BUK | 18 May 2009 at 10:21 pm #

    under the spreading
    chestnut tree
    there lie they
    here lie we
    under the spreading
    chestnut tree
    i sold you and
    you sold me

  17. avatar
    Anonymous | 18 May 2009 at 11:41 pm #

    More Violent images from the vegan eye ?
    Post Script.
    Kilbey, As you have to leave Bondi- how about…
    HOBART ! ? ! ? !
    Where Else in OZ do old muso’s go to re-tire?(NO ! NOT Nimbin ! Quiet in the cheap seat’s!)
    N-E-Waze, give Hobart a fort…

  18. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 May 2009 at 12:30 am #

    Your text digresses back to the jehovah stuff far too often. Its like this stuff has you by the mental balls, in its clutches. You empower it by giving it so much emotional fuel.
    I cant help but beg you to try to liberate yourself from the impact this old religions stuff is having.
    Its such a great piece of writing until you let your passionate angst (or fear) get in the way.
    Man, you need a “qick pick” editor but god knows who you would defer to, mister, especially when your on that there religiosity bandwagon.
    Its still a great piece.
    I watched (part of) a hollywood movie about 3 young white american guys conscripted for afghanistan or iraq. Its about what they go through leading up to their departure date, and its really very emotionally harrowing but not overstated (the individual stories are very hollywood, however).
    Cant remember the name.
    So glad to be a woman and not have empathic shared gender memory that includes war. We can neatly and femininely absent ourselves from that part of current consciousness and human memory.Praise the wonders of gender identity.

    You still haven’t told me what the problm with my chin is. (I stick it out too much???!!!!)
    The shape of my face changed when I had to get a whole bunch of teeth out. (how did it get to that?) You know how it goes.

    You are a fabulous storyteller,maybe its about not giving too much away,
    holding some of your power and passion and love close,
    mediating it(the editing issue)
    I dont know about your chin
    Jen x

  19. avatar
    Anonymous | 19 May 2009 at 12:36 am #

    impressive blog. can’t quit talking
    about the new album. every second of the day. getting nothin done at all.

    love ya

  20. avatar
    Just Another Anonymous | 19 May 2009 at 2:24 am #

    “Deadman’s” has the word “balls” and another track on U23 mentions the “cock.” Good thing they weren’t both in the same song. I would start to get worried…

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