Lyrics
Totale’s Turns
Hail the new puritan maelstrom, cook one
And all hardcore fiends will die by me
And all decadent sins will reap discipline
New puritan
This is the grim reefer
The snap at the end of the straw
With a high grim quota
Your ska karma, Jim
New puritan
In L.A. the window opener switch is like a dinosaur cackle
A pterodactyl cackle
Jet plane circle over imported trees
All the film ghosts will rise up
With the sexually abused and the new youth
In Britain the scream of electric pumps in a renovated pub
Your stomach swells up before you get drunk
Don't call me, Peter, I can't go
Salem's just up the road
I've got work to do
Hail the new puritan
Out of hovel, cum-coven cum-oven
(Right you go back to that riff)
Hail the new puritan
Out of hovel, cum-coven, cum-oven
And all hardcore fiends will die by me
And all decadent sins will reap discipline
New puritan
I curse your preoccupation with your record collection
New puritan has no time
It's only music, John
New puritan
New puritan
New puritan
New puritan
Ungodly mass
Thick ass
Peel Session
The grotesque peasants stalk the land
And deep down inside you know everybody wants to like big companies
Bands send tapes to famous apes
Male slags, male slates, famous apes
Water cater now grim thoughts
The whole country is post- gramme
Echoes of the past
Hail the new puritan, righteous maelstrom, cook one
And all hardcore fiends will die by me
And all decadent sins will reap discipline
New puritan
This is the grim reefer
The snap at the end of the straw
With a high grim quota
Your star karma, Jim
New puritan
New puritan
The conventional is now experimental, the experimental is now conventional
It's a dinosaur cackle
A pterodactyl cackle
In L.A. a drunk is sick on Gene Vincent's star on Hollywood Boulevard
Ha-ha, ha-ha
Stripping takes off in Britain's black spots
The Kensington white rastas run for cabs
This I have seen
New puritan in Britain
The scream of electric pumps in a renovated pub
Your stomach swells up before you get drunk
The bars are full of male slags
At 10:35 they play "Send in the Clowns" once
Why don't you ask your local record dealer how many bribes he took today?
What do you mean "What's it mean? What's it mean? What's it mean? What's it mean?"
New puritan
New puritan
Hail the new puritan
Out of hovel, cum coven, cum oven
And all hardcore fiends will die by me
And all decadent sins will reap discipline
New puritan
New puritan
New puritan
New puritan
New puritan
New puritan
New puritan
New puritan [ ]
I curse the self-copulation of your lousy record collection
New puritan says, "coffee-table LPs never breathe"
New puritan
New puritan
New puritan
New puritan
New puritan says [ ]
New puritan
Discordian
New puritan
New puritan
New puritan
Commentary
Footnotes
Sources / Links
- The Annotated Fall: “New Puritan” [Archived]
- Smith, Mark E. (2008). Renegade: The Lives and Tales of Mark E. Smith. London: Penguin.
- The Track Record: “New Puritan”
- Wolstencroft, Simon (2014). You Can Drum But You Can’t Hide. London: Strata Books.
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