The wonderful what are you listening to thread
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Hmm, I cannot remember giving you a like on that, but it was well deserved.
The world probably wasn't ready for Thunderstruck at 1800 though. They couldn't cope with Beethoven's Hammerklavier and I won't even start with the Grosse Fuge.
Woke up with this banger in my head. Been on an AFI kick recently, probably because I saw the Tuna/Avocado on Toast with Stryker episode with Davey Havok over the weekend. What a man. 
I'm afraid to think about how many times I've listened to these 18 minutes of absolute bliss since this track dropped a few days back. Every once in a while, a song like this will come out of nowhere and remind me of why I've been a life-long music lover.
This track was released as a teaser for an upcoming double album. Super excited!
King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard - The Dripping Tap
This track was released as a teaser for an upcoming double album. Super excited!
King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard - The Dripping Tap
The dripping tap won’t be turned off by the suits in charge of the world and our futures hanging on
by a thread with our heads in the sand.
The dripping tap won’t be turned off by the gods up above us.
Big sky country.
That we never hear from in these times of our dying needs.
A familiar sound ignored.
The compartmentalised thoughts.
In the back corner of the drawer.
That drip, drip on the floor.
Don’t get drowned.
Heed that sound.
Left the tap on.
Swamping out of the sink.
Left the tap on.
Agua flowin’ in.
Left the tap on.
Blankets over my skin.
Left the tap on.
Wish I learnt how to swim.
Left the tap on.
Swamping out of the sink.
Left the tap on.
Agua flowin’ in.
Left the tap on.
Blankets over my skin.
Left the tap on.
Wish I learnt how to swim.
The dripping tap won’t be turned off by the suits in charge of the world and our futures hanging on
by a thread with our heads in the sand.
Drip, drip from the tap don’t slip.
Drip, drip from the tap don’t slip on the drip.
Everybody’s on the same orbit.
When they get old and moronic.
Get complacent and get bored.
That drip, drip on the floor.
Don’t get drowned.
Heed that sound.
Left the tap on.
Swamping out of the sink.
Left the tap on.
Agua flowin’ in.
Left the tap on.
Blankets over my skin.
Left the tap on.
Wish I learnt how to swim.
The dripping tap won’t be turned off by the suits in charge of the world and our futures hanging on
by a thread with our heads in the sand.
The dripping tap won’t be turned off by the gods up above us.
Big sky country.
That we never hear from in these times of our dying needs.
by a thread with our heads in the sand.
The dripping tap won’t be turned off by the gods up above us.
Big sky country.
That we never hear from in these times of our dying needs.
A familiar sound ignored.
The compartmentalised thoughts.
In the back corner of the drawer.
That drip, drip on the floor.
Don’t get drowned.
Heed that sound.
Left the tap on.
Swamping out of the sink.
Left the tap on.
Agua flowin’ in.
Left the tap on.
Blankets over my skin.
Left the tap on.
Wish I learnt how to swim.
Left the tap on.
Swamping out of the sink.
Left the tap on.
Agua flowin’ in.
Left the tap on.
Blankets over my skin.
Left the tap on.
Wish I learnt how to swim.
The dripping tap won’t be turned off by the suits in charge of the world and our futures hanging on
by a thread with our heads in the sand.
Drip, drip from the tap don’t slip.
Drip, drip from the tap don’t slip on the drip.
Everybody’s on the same orbit.
When they get old and moronic.
Get complacent and get bored.
That drip, drip on the floor.
Don’t get drowned.
Heed that sound.
Left the tap on.
Swamping out of the sink.
Left the tap on.
Agua flowin’ in.
Left the tap on.
Blankets over my skin.
Left the tap on.
Wish I learnt how to swim.
The dripping tap won’t be turned off by the suits in charge of the world and our futures hanging on
by a thread with our heads in the sand.
The dripping tap won’t be turned off by the gods up above us.
Big sky country.
That we never hear from in these times of our dying needs.
This song has been stuck in my head the last two days. Might have to give Mephistopheles a call. 
