Free Market Music

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about

This EP is a concept-album dedicated to everyone who wishes to say
"Fuck you all, I know what I'm doing" to the world, whether you are
a teen, a so called grown-up or a member of the elderly,
however you still have clear vision and pride.

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released February 9, 2012

Music by d' and/or Raf Zaremba (details in individual track descriptions). Lyrics by d' except when stated otherwise. Cover art by Agnieszka Kaczmarek.

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IdiotHead Wrocław, Poland

We pride ourselves in being chronically post-modern, stylistically perverse and progressively misanthropic, which one might find sad, but only if unable to enjoy the bitterness.
Now go listen to our music instead of reading bios, seriously.

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Track Name: Mucus
Mhm, I love decisions especially
when they're fed to me on a plate
It was a ten year plan now,
Let's start over again
It's never too late to turn away
from so-called fate
Catch me if you can, I’m testing
the limits of man

I ran like a river of mucus - not that fast.
The old man in me gave it his best,
Slowed down the progress,
Stabbed sunshine in her chest.
I demand to know what you're going to do about this.

Please, let the wine breathe
Take your time till your
ready to conceive
There are people living in me
and I would like them to leave
Because each and every time
I runaway they follow me.
Track Name: Free Market Music
This is the truth, the rest is a lie,
Theft and fraud in broad daylight
free market rules, demand and supply
cannot be defied

I came out of my own womb
as a result of insecurity
Had some things I needed to prove
To my dad, myself and humanity

As dreams had come, habits emerged
The path to stardom and self-destruction
the cravings of a little boy urging for recognition

Thank you god I'm finally awake
Unlike several million people
who'd fuck their TV if they had a chance,
take pictures and sell them cheap to you

This is the truth, the rest is a lie,
Theft and fraud in broad daylight
free market rules, demand and supply
cannot be defied

Let me be I'm going true
And let it be seen I'm selling truth to you
I had my dreadlocks plaited old-school-true-school
Make over, roll over and play dead too.

Damn girl, you're fine, I wish your ass was mine
Shake what your momma gave you till you run out of time
But right now your young, so open your mouth
Don't need to sing or dance just show me your tongue

This is the truth, the rest is a lie,
Theft and fraud in broad daylight
free market rules, demand and supply
cannot be defied

If you fail to sell and be classified
You'll be never recognized
free market rules, they always apply
and cannot be defied

Left, right, left, follow trends
We're never gonna paint the truth again
Left, right, shake, we lie you dance
Move to the sound of the food chain.
Track Name: Delayed Molting
All the ways back to your friends and thoughts of fate
Got erased with a snap shot over your tape
Daily fails and all those girls you've never loved
Will be drained with all the foam from your mistakes

I see the see under
my un-efficient skin
Can't stand on my shoulder,
I'm in a delayed molting

I see the drift over
the beauty of this scene
Can't count on my fingers
My eyes stuck on my chin

Waves of June are colored swans
Waves of falls are silent swarms

Too much words have been betrayed by your cowardice
I can't stand the world as you want it to be
I'm leaving the story you are wasting so fast
Too much songs have been raped by your morning speeches

Too many words have upset me through the course of this
Journey I’ve volunteered to go on
Too many people gave me hope and took it right back
But I’m eager to repeat the circle
I am starting to become a bitter man
Is it age, is it the times or is it you?
Give me a reason to be brave and to be myself
After all I’m doing all this for you

I’m starting to grow old.

All the way back to my starving teenage years
Craving for any substantial step forward
All these dreams and nothing to account for them
Were somehow so much more than I sometimes feel nowadays
Track Name: Karen Pommeroy
Sweet protection, walk away
I never asked for you to watch over me
It's something else that moves me

I breathe different energy

Speak no more of my choices,
I grieve for your blinded eyes
Words might hurt
but it's me who has to believe
that I know what's right

I know what's right.


Was it worth being cast out over
Yes it was, moreover
if I had to choose once more
I'd do it again
Track Name: Fucking Orthodox Pieces of Shit
We can see it in your eyes
Teachings handed down
channeled through pupils
but we're not hypnotized

The need to speak as you do
Narrow the choices down to none
and become like you

Finding everything unreal
makes any promise worthless to reason
There's nothing you can deliver
You're just lost. Now, there's your demon.


Speak with your eyes closed and finger pointed at the sky
Will you dress me up tonight? Can I mend my ways and die?
It's so gorgeous to become fixated on something that cannot be achieved. You are nothing but you'll be the teacher.
How can we not be relieved?

The gift of wisdom has been received.

There are templates of behaviour on every screen
and manuals on every book-shelf
We are thankful for the knowledge
because we cannot think for ourselves

Yes... reach for the magazine, the clock, the Bible and then the gun.
Whether it's finding God or not eating meat, you fucking orthodox piece of shit.

Footprints in my home and someone else's scent in my bed
Anchors gift-wrapped, solutions force-fed
To me

There are templates of behaviour on every screen
and manuals on every book-shelf
We are thankful for the knowledge
because we cannot think for ourselves
Track Name: Idiothead Defined
How come I'm getting cold feet before I smash you to bits?
Is it some age-related crisis never mentioned in books?
It's been a while since all the shit we do became self-explanatory
It doesn't have a name but somehow you don't follow.

Never listen 'cause you keep talking during songs
Planning discourse in your mind - "What will I say next?"
It's a never ending tale of you giving us advice
When it's explicitly said - we know how to do it right

Fucking idiothead, fuck off and die

"Well guys, what can I say... You can play your instruments, and you do it... quite well. But why don't I give you a piece of my mind. Just a couple of improvements I just thought of and you'll be much better off, and you will finally fit your genre. Everyone should be open to suggestion and critique, this is how you and your music evolve! And particularly what, I, have to say is uniquely essential for you, because I listen to music and I know what's good and what's not. Why don't you listen you stupid fucks? I know what's good for you! Fuck you! I will tell all my friends not to listen to your crappy records. Nobody will even acknowledge you! You will regret this for the rest of your life, mother fuckers!"

Seemingly possible changes in the way I think about music
Is something you could easily fit up your ass
So why don't you just get it up there
Shove it up there, fit it up there, idiothead

Never listen 'cause you keep talking during songs
Planning discourse in your mind - "What will I say next?"
It's a never ending tale of you giving us advice
When it's explicitly said - we know how to do it right

Fucking idiothead, fuck off and die
Track Name: Free Market Music [Iggy Gruszecki remix]
This is the truth, the rest is a lie,
Theft and fraud in broad daylight
free market rules, demand and supply
cannot be defied

I came out of my own womb
as a result of insecurity
Had some things I needed to prove
To my dad, myself and humanity

As dreams had come, habits emerged
The path to stardom and self-destruction
the cravings of a little boy urging for recognition

Thank you god I'm finally awake
Unlike several million people
who'd fuck their TV if they had a chance,
take pictures and sell them cheap to you

This is the truth, the rest is a lie,
Theft and fraud in broad daylight
free market rules, demand and supply
cannot be defied

Let me be I'm going true
And let it be seen I'm selling truth to you
I had my dreadlocks plaited old-school-true-school
Make over, roll over and play dead too.

Damn girl, you're fine, I wish your ass was mine
Shake what your momma gave you till you run out of time
But right now your young, so open your mouth
Don't need to sing or dance just show me your tongue

This is the truth, the rest is a lie,
Theft and fraud in broad daylight
free market rules, demand and supply
cannot be defied

If you fail to sell and be classified
You'll be never recognized
free market rules, they always apply
and cannot be defied

Left, right, left, follow trends
We're never gonna paint the truth again
Left, right, shake, we lie you dance
Move to the sound of the food chain.

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