Nesting

by Punching Swans

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Guy Bahir
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Guy Bahir This is the best Post-Punk I've heard in a long while. If Nomeansno and Virgin Prunes had a kid, Punching Swans would kick it in the teeth. Must-Have for anyone who likes dirty guitar, high energy, humor and brains. Favorite track: Man Nest.
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Jacob Lyons This record... this record... It's a trip. Up and down with manic vocals calling out psychotic poetry, hardcore guitar tones, cut-through bass lines, and an incredible drum backbone. Wonderfully solid record! Definitely one that's influenced me upon the first listen, as a musician. Favorite track: Man Nest.
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credits

released January 22, 2016

All songs spotted by Punching Swans
Captured by Greg Webster
All images pecked into bark by Joe Wise
(c) + (p) 2016 Punching Swans. All wings reserved. Skingasm Records

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Watch the Pecked to death video here: youtu.be/MtB8ZvUiwPM

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Track Name: Cuckoo Cuckold K-killed
cuckoo cuckold k-killed cuckoo cuckold k-killed
cuckoo cuckold k-killed cuckoo cuckold k-killed

this is my house now
you are my wife now
you are my kids now
you are my life now

cuckoo cuckold k-killed cuckoo cuckold k-killed
cuckoo cuckold k-killed cuckoo cuckold k-killed

this is my house now
you are my wife now
you are my kids now
you are my life now

cuckoo cuckold k-killed cuckoo cuckold k-killed
cuckoo cuckold k-killed cuckoo cuckold k-killed
Track Name: Man Nest
come look at my man nest
i mean my man eggs
no i meant my man nest
oh please don’t run away

i i was chased i was chased
out of my house my home
i i was chased so i built
a nest of my own

oh can’t you see i want to be a giant bird living in a tree

i i was chased i was chased
out of my house my home
i i was chased so i built
a nest of my own
Track Name: Pigeon Street
We’ve got your number old man
Bald spots through the trees
Keep making those perches
It won’t buy you peace

We’re watching you, little squab, little squab
Growing feathers where the hair should be

We just wanna know
Are you on our team?
Are you on our side
or our territory?

We’re watching you, little squab, little squab
Growing feathers where the hair should be
Track Name: Ovulations
i wonder if the winners are here tonight
i wonder if the winners are here tonight
i wonder if the winners are here tonight
i wonder if the winners are here tonight

overflowing oestrogen
type of ovum: avian
crows and ravens by my side, all the night
my elusion the desire
aviation the design
there’s no illusion, just a fire, justified.

i wonder if the winners are here tonight
i wonder if the winners are here tonight
i wonder if the winners are here tonight
i wonder if the winners are here tonight

in the forest all alone
that’s the treaty i call home
with all the functions but the phone, but the phone

in my sleep i leave the room
fly away towards the womb
wings outstretched
i’m a witch without the broom
Track Name: Beak Throat
Get your mitts off of me
Get your beaks out of my face, alright
Get your teeth out of me
Get your claws off of my lawn, alright

I’m leaving
I’m leaving
I’m not of this world
I’m leaving
I’m leaving
the same way I came in: alone

Get your mitts off of me
Get your beaks out of my face, alright
Get your knives out of me
Get your eyes off of my plate, alright

I’m leaving
I’m leaving
I’m not of this world
I’m leaving
I’m leaving
the same way I came in: alone
Track Name: Ostrituals
It’s gonna sound like a thousand peacock feathers
It’s gonna sound like a pyramid exploding bricks
It’s gonna sound like the arctic waking up
It’s gonna sound like guacharos, guacharos!

Hey
I just swallowed a key
It’s not the one to your house
but it’s the one that you gave me

It’s gonna sound like a starry night shattered
It’s gonna sound like the Coreolis forced backward
I’m gonna sleep on a thousand pillows stuffed
with all the hair that you ever lost

Put it in the basket
Put it in the nest
In my own way, I’ve built a window

Hey
I just swallowed a key
It’s not the one to your house
but it’s the one that you gave me
Owls’ wing
Crows’ sing
Bees’ sting
All in their own way

Don’t mess with my nest!
Track Name: Pecked to Death
Aaarrgh!!!
There’s feathers everywhere
There’s feathers everywhere
There’s sleet and snow and black and white bones I swear
There’s breadcrumbs everywhere
There’s breadcrumbs everywhere
Those breadcrumbs lead the walls inside and now I’m scared

I was walking through the woods and I swear I didn’t...

Aaarrgh!!!
There’s feathers everywhere
There’s feathers everywhere
Confetti rice and pixels in a black white dream
There’s feathers everywhere
There’s feathers everywhere
There’s yellow eyes tearing thin stripes from me

I was walking through the woods and I swear I didn’t see...
Track Name: Headless Chickens
oooweyuweyuweyuweyuweyuweyuweyuwey
Track Name: Egg Rock
Run rhea, run rhea, run rhea, run...
Run rhea, run rhea, run rhea, run...
Run rhea, run rhea, run rhea, run...
Run rhea, run rhea, run rhea, run...

It’s a carousel current
Horses glide by
There’s beacons behind
One step to the side and –

It’s a carousel current
Horses fly by
So many lights behind
One step to the side and –

Dope a horse high
Dope a horse high
Dope a horse high
and you wonder why he jumped the fence

The carousel keeps coming
with trap doors, trap doors
These legs still spinning
with snakes and ladders

Run rhea, run rhea, run rhea, run...
Run rhea, run rhea, run rhea, run...
Run rhea, run rhea, run rhea, run...
Run rhea, run rhea, run rhea, run...

Dope a horse high
Dope a horse high
Dope a horse high
and you wonder why he jumped the fence

You keep stoking the joker
You keep stoking the joker
You keep stoking the joker
and he’ll one day leave the room

Wind him up and watch him go
Wind him up and watch him go
Wind him up and watch him go
Wind him up and watch him go
Wind him up and watch him go
Wind him up and watch him go
Wind him up and watch him go
Wind him up and watch him go
Track Name: Flight
i don’t think no i don’t think
because i know because i know
that when i jump when i jump
all the sorrow all the sorrow will go

no they can’t follow no they can’t follow
where i’m headed where i’m headed is bliss
i see the night i see the sky
the ground in front is running out

can you see me?
yeah i can see you
can you see me?
yeah i can see you
can you see me can you see me now?
in the air
over the handlebars and into the sky

your flaming torches gave me a runway
and now i’m leaving
it’s finally time to migrate

i see seagulls
i see three gulls
i see monsters going into the sea


can you see me?
yeah i can see you
can you see me?
yeah i can see you
can you see me can you see me now?
in the air
over the handlebars and into the sky