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I'm in a psycho death kult mummy
I'm a hunter gatherer
I'm a hunter gatherer

I'm a Hunter Gatherer
But I care about my feelings feelings
I care

I'm in a psycho death kult mummy
I'm a hunter gatherer
I'm a hunter gatherer
I'm a Hunter Gatherer
But I care about my feelings feelings
I care about

Colony of Birchmen

Josh Homme

Colony of Birchmen

2006

happenstance
Carve my teeth out, ripping through the sheep's head curse
Hunter gatherer
Ridden from the cave

Run with death
Run with death
Gone away
My

A hunter-gatherer and
Blowing, blowing out of the rain
In out of the rain

Ooooh, oooh

After several uneventful days
We gathered all the faithful
To come

An Artist

At the end of the world, who will be left?
Hunters, gatherers; not a human in sight
Animals will reclaim we always do
We adapt, survive and we thrive

we're sending cats back to the lab "Evidence"
The microphone's up for grabs

[Evidence]
Yo
Hunters and gatherers, Nomads in Attica
Radical

the way I'm feeling
Makes the story more interesting

Australopithecus the lyricist
From hunter gatherer to revered artist
But he's still not sure just why

Struck by unbearable hunger
The simple life of the hunter-gatherer
The most noble of all quests

A natural instinct of survival
Prevailing over compassion

Want To Be Free

British Sea Power

Let the Dancers Inherit the Party

2017

I was thinking of another day
Thinking how I didn't see it coming
Ah the gander and the hunter and the gatherer
Feel like a traveller from another

Quite now, pipe down
Cuz I'm bout to writte now
This is hunter gatherer shit
We'll blow your lights out
Way back from the stone age
You can feel my

the distant past

Echoes of time
Whispers in the wind
From hunter-gatherers
To civilizations pinned
Stone tools and fire
Rituals in the night
We danced with

The Academy Award

Franz Ferdinand

Always Ascending

2018

Show me the body
You never realize how much eight pints are
'Til you see them on the ground
They cover so much ground
Locked up predator
Hunter

Fin

Pavement

Brighten the Corners

1997

Amateur seasalt gatherers colonized
They're good enough for Conrad Hilton, 
Not good enough for my eyes
I trust you will tell me 
If I am making a fool

new
Car and the trouser press
From hunter-gatherer to washer-dryer
Is a long, strange trip
And what if our kids turn into
Pudgy blobs, wearing Union

Steelworker

Big Black

Lungs

1983

eat
See, I'm like a, I'm a hunter-gatherer, see, I kill what I eat
See, I'm a steelworker, I kill what I eat
See, I'm, I'm a bricklayer, I kill what

not a gatherer he's a hunter

Yea, I'm a shoot my paint like I'm playin paintball on her face
With my yoppas on the map and we shootin up the fuckin

There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,

Your next favourite artist (Artist , Artist ,  Artist)
You're my favourite artist (Artist)

Quite now, pipe down
Cuz I’m bout to writte now
This is hunter gatherer shit
We’ll blow your lights out
Way back from the stone age
You can feel my

hordes
I am not your prey
Not a trophy to
Adorn
Your
Walls
I am the hunter
I am the gatherer
I am the builder of my ever after
I am the hero
Driven by fear

Oh come all ye tramps and hawker lads and gatherers oblaw
That tramps the country round and round come listen ane and all
I'll tell to ye a rovin'

Hunter gatherer and skiptrace through the day,
What’s the contract, what’s the pay?

There’s no evidence, and no-one left to blame,
What’s your

don't know what is real
Lost in illusion

Instincts which we rely
Have turned against us
We don't know what is real
Lost in illusion

Hunters, gatherers