Propagandhi - The Banger's Embrace Lyrics




The day the Equinox arrived, our pilgrimage began.
Twelve hundred miles, a cruise missile to our unholy land.
We were fucking stoked, unlike we'd been
Since we were pimpled, pubeless teens.

From every corner of the world, our fellow maniacs arrived,
To prove the meaning of the tunes had not been lost through time's
Antiquity, but had survived
To leave this monumental sign.

They say you can't relive the past,
But as the lights went down, it all came rushing back.
Half a life away, the night, for the first time in a lonely life,
A young soul took flight.

They stormed the stage, a thrashing rage, we all screamed, "Terminate!"
A half-head in a whale shirt went and breathed it in my face.
I didn't care, it could not impair
This rhapsodic, transcendental state.

When the music died,
Two ends of time had been neatly tied.

Descending lights had scorched the plains,
Returning kings back to reclaim
Lost disciples that had remained
To tend the flames.

We stormed into streets, a pack of raging troglodytes.
We waited for our bus, then rode it hard into the night.
Far beneath the cold, robotic sweep
Of the radar operator's pale green glow.

Twenty thousand leagues below,
To the place where all the best bands go.





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  1. Nathan Everett

    The day the Equinox arrived, our pilgrimage began
    1200 miles, a cruise missile to our unholy land
    We were fucking stoked unlike we'd been
    Since we were pimpled, pube-less teens

    (And he still has zits!)

    From every corner of the world our fellow maniacs arrived
    To prove the meaning of the tunes had not been lost through time's
    Antiquity, but had survived
    To leave this monumental sign

    They say you can't relive the past
    But as the lights went down it all came rushing back
    Half a life away, the night
    For the first time in a lonely life, a young soul took flight

    They stormed the stage, a thrashing rage
    We all screamed "Terminate!"
    A half-head in a whale shirt went and breathed it in my face
    I didn't care, could not impair this rhapsodic, transcendental state

    When the music died, two ends of time had been neatly tied
    Descending lights had scorched the plains, returning kings back to reclaim
    Lost disciples that had remained
    To tend the flames


    We stormed into the streets, a pack of raging troglodytes
    We waited for our bus then rode it hard into the night
    Far beneath the cold, robotic sweep
    Of the radar operator's pale green glow

    20,000 leagues below
    To the place where all the best bands go

    (It’s about grownups going to see a beloved band from their youth)

  2. Mauricio Martinez

    NO DISLIKES!

  3. Joey Armstrong

    Is this song about Sacrifice?

  4. G. DALY

    Dig their artwork & their music ! Thanx John! Sincerely Greg