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Cheerful renditions from a popular beat combo. The debut album from Elmo and the Styx, available now at gigs, online and in your most erotic nightmares.


released July 28, 2014

EATS are Rob, Dean and JJ
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Phil Hartley and Anthony Brady
Music made by animals, for animals



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Elmo and the Styx UK

93 chord punk from Merseyside, Earth.

"the whole thing could collapse at any moment" - ManGone

"one of the strangest bands to crawl from the banks of the Mersey Milk" - Louder Than War

"death defying post-punk mayhem" - Click Liverpool

"in mour [sic] opinion this was severely lacking" - Getintothis
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Track Name: Blood Soup
Darling we have lost the human swarm
this bus stop is our shelter from the storm
drinking blood soup to keep warm.

Arm in arm in our little coven
I don't think our taxi's coming
let's drink blood soup and eat black pudding.

You're so wrecked and so's your dress.

Hide the wine and we'll steal it
kiss my neck but do it in secret
give me your blood soup I need it.
Track Name: Male Pride

Hey, he's alright
hey, he's on your side
standing at the bar, he buys himself a drink
he makes a joke and we all laugh and knock our poison back
and I say hey, male pride.

The drinks are in full flow and his eyes are full of hate
he clocks the girl he wants the most
and blows kisses her way.

He's up now, he's moving
he's got a point to prove and a lesson to teach you
with blood and glass and beer
shouting "Buckfast"
"Lambrini, Cherry Lambrini".
Track Name: 2001
Over there the ape is playing with all broken bones
fighting over water holes
no fear, it's done
bow down to the tower eclipsing the sun.

Two thousand and one
it goes on and on.

Spaceships dancing silently
air hostesses float
buried on the moon is something to confuse us
red eye, watching
Daisy, Daisy, give my Daisy due.

Colours flast, lights blink
reality shrinks and I feel sick
am I insane?
I look down and I'm completely changed.
Track Name: Skin
Even though I hate this skin I can't help but climb back in
up above a deep black sky, I look up with envious eyes
All I ever wanted in my life was to be you.

Yet again the same mistakes, the same old frown only twice as fake
I'm a shadow and you're daylight
I hide away, sick with fright.

I'm sick of feeling old
the feeling grows and grows
I'm not made of stone
I'm made of mould.
Track Name: Incorrect
My tiny brain is sleeping
tucked tightly into bed
it always talks, it always wants more.

Someone tell me what went wrong.

Dying in my bedroom
swinging from the post
an ugly boy, a naughty little boy.

Everybody's drowning, drowning in the USA
I love all the dead girls in Californi-ay.
Track Name: In Your Hole
Mum and dad, look at me
I grew up, got so pretty
a bag of nerves, a shirt and tie
reptilian brain, sedated smile
I got a job it pays the thrills, I watch the telly and I'm fulfilled
but in the office and on the street
I'm still the loser, I'm still the freak
I place my face in the washing machine
I keep my teeth all white and clean
press my suit and iron my ties
sharpen nails, stitch up the lies.

I hope you're proud of me lying in your hole
I'm the dog lying dead in side your hole
I swapped the brain you made me for a great big hole.

Can I get an espresso please?
Extra strong, extra sweet
black and white, grey and grey
deep pan eyes, scrambled brain
I do my best to follow the flow
but I'm defined by all I own
I cannot find my fucking soul
the cloud around it grows and grows
the cup is empty, not like TV
there's nothing in there staring back at me
fact or fiction, lemonade
that's the feeling that I crave.
Track Name: My True Face
My true face is far away
buried in a dark cave
no one lives there but a wolf.

My true face is a spider
lurking in the shadows
the trespassers it swallows.

Though I'm sexy on the outside all you're seeing is a lie
Though I'm sexy on the outside I am ugly inside.

My true face is underground
buried by an undertaker
its grave is unmarked.

It has gone out for a smoke
that was several weeks ago
it left its wife an envelope.