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Hawkwind
Hawkwind


Background information
Origin Ladbroke Grove, England
Genre(s) Hard Rock
Progressive Rock
Psychedelic Rock
Space Rock
Years active 1969—present
Label(s) Charisma Records
Emergency Broadcast System Records
Voiceprint Records
Associated acts Motörhead
Space Ritual
High Tide
Tribe of Cro
Website Website
Members
Dave Brock
Mr Dibs
Tim Blake
Richard Chadwick
Niall Hone
Former members
See members article



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Sonic Attack (1981)
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In case of Sonic Attack on your district,
follow these rules.....
If you are making love, it is imperative to bring all bodies to orgasm simultaneously
Do not waste time blocking your ears
Do not waste time seeking a soundproof shelter
Try to get as far away from the sonic source as possible, but do not panic.....
Use your wheels, it is what they are for
Small babies may be placed inside the special cocoons, which should be left if possible, in a shelter
Do not attempt to use your own limbs
If no wheels are available, metal, not organic, limbs should be employed whenever practical.....
Remember, in the case of Sonic Attack,
Survival does mean every man for himself
Statistically more people survive
if they think only of themselves

Do not attempt to rescue friends,
relatives, or loved ones.
You have only a few seconds to escape
Use those seconds sensibly or you will inevitably die
Do not panic
Think only of yourselves....

These are the first signs of Sonic Attack:
You will notice small objects, such as ornaments, oscillating.
You will notice a vibration in your diaphragm
You will hear a distant hissing in your ears
You will feel dizzy
You will feel the need to vomit
There will be bleeding from orifices
There will be an ache in the pelvic region
You may be subject to fits of hysterical shouting,
or even laughter
These are all sign of imminent Sonic destruction
Your only real protection is flight
If you are less than ten years old,
then remain in your shelter and use your cocoon
But remember: You can help no-one else,
No-one else,
No-one else......

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Rocky paths winding round, the inspiration is to be found
Following us now with sound coming from earthy ground
Keeping up an open mind
In everyone you'll find a part to help you climb the walls
built up by time
Never close yourself to more, learn we can, that's for sure
And it isn't hard to endure a heart that has an open door

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Abu-Wabu
Abu-Wabu
Mabu-Dabu
Mabu-Dabu
Aka-Taba
Aka-Taba
Kata-Bata
Kata-Bata
Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da
Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da-Da
Tee aitch ee why
Aey are and ee
Tee are why i
En and a jee
Tee and an o
Are o bee
You and an ess
Oh eff oh you are
Are i jee aitch tee
Tee and an o
See oem em
You en i see
Aey tee and ee

Silence is a virtue and speaking is crime
If you're dumb you're happy
And if you're dumb you're mine
I've got you where I want you
I'll hold you till I'm through
Just listen to these words I'm giving you

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The fire's burned, the ashes spread
The lifted light hears all that's said
We are undead

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We're angels of life, we're angels of death
We're angels of life, we're angels of death
We're born to blaze a nuclear way through space
A way out of the waste that held the human race

We're angels of life, we're angels of death
We're angels of life, we're angels of death
We are the dead who are never led
We are the warriors at the edge of time
We lurk inside your brain, we hide inside your minds

We're angels of life, we're angels of death
We're angels of life, we're angels of death
We stalk the city streets, to kill all we meet
Nostrils flare awhile, it makes you want to smile

We're born to erase all of your days....

. . .


Everytime I go out, I think I'm bring checked out,
Faceless people watching on a TV screen
Do you begin to sense it, just beneath the surface
Reflections of a window whilst walking down the street
Computers are abused, school records are fed
Police are checking on what you said
The number of your car's fed into a box
Your journey's being checked, it's a paradox
Duplicate forms, and ID cards are next in line to disregard
Future generations are relying on us
It's a world we've made – Incubus
We're living on a knife edge, looking for the ground

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Investigate the meaning of your sentence
What is it telling you?
Where does it begin and where does it end?
Question the nature of your orders
Question the nature of your orders
Question the nature of your orders
What do they want from you?
A rendezvous upon the sound
The cars rev up the word goes round
The words are weapons of their will
Their words can hurt
Their words can kill
A burning phrase can burn a town
A syllable can bring you down
Their languages are coded
Your image is eroded
Listen to the sound you heard
Learn to fight against their word
Vocabularies of death
Destruction in their breath
They use the lie
They use the myth
Seek only to confuse
And liberty abuse
The lies they tell are pretty
And blow up another city
They steal away your freedom
And your love
Their sentimental calling signs
Are calculatingly designed
To rob you of your mind and time
And still you listen to
The lulling drone of reassuring voices
Tunes to take away your choices
Make you slaves to fancy words and phrases
Until you're pushing up the daisies
They steal away your freedom
and your love

. . .


Is this the time gone before?
Is this the way? No, I'm not sure
Can I stop? Is it too late?
Is this the place where I disintegrate?

. . .


What is this that I see here
You're walking through the streets of fear
What is this did I consent
Armed guard of punishment

What is life and what is death
You may laugh or gasp for breath
I ride the streets now filled with hate
Carve pathways through the lines of fate

With my energising ray
Power is the game I play
I can murder steal or rape
Panic is the rule I make
Panic is the rule I make
Panic is the rule I make

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Crystal evenings, long ago, twisted winds and weeping snow
We missed a turning in the past, is there anything that can last
The race is run, the time is right, get out your gun
it's time to fight
And all our dreams just turn to dust, look to the future
forget the past
Mistakes you've made can't be redeemed, they are made
because you dreamed a dream
Honest sunsets turn to paint, the lie you tell
becomes a taint
The house you built reverts to dust, the sword
you held it turns to rust
The lies you tell destroy your will, the price
you paid you're paying still
And the rocks in the river grow higher and higher
As the water gets lower and lower
There are ghosts in our lives that will not fade
There are ghosts in our lives that will not fade,
until we've paid

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