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Earlier today, directly on Facebook, LCD Soundsystem frontman and millenial-approved-angry-dad-in-chief James Murphy dropped a friendly bomb pertaining to two freshly mastered tracks named “Call The Police” and “American Dream” to be released everywhere at midnight sharp globally according to time-zones off course.

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LCD Soundsystem – Call The Police

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If that wasn’t enough Murphy also hinted at further details on the forthcoming LP/album they’ve had in the works for quite some time now. Just finalizing details as we speak. A vocal track and some mixes to go before the comeback album by the legendary band comes out to the masses on vinyl. And that’s the crux of the story. It will only come out when the records are ready to ship to stores and recipients around the world, on vinyl. Makes sense, however, he goes into more details in his Facebook rant (see below) along with a blurb on upcoming live shows…

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LCD Soundsystem – American Dream

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We all, we all, we all, we all know this is nothing
We all, we all, we all, we all know this is nothing
We all, we all, we all, we all know this is nothing
This is nowhere
We all, we all, we all, we all know this is nowhere
There is no one Here

It moves like a virus and enters our skin
The first sign devises, the second is moving to Berlin
But that’s not the state I’m in
The air is thin but that’s not the state

The old guys are frightened and frightening to behold
Their heads come out fighting and still doing what they’re told
But you’re waking a monster that will drive you from your orioles of gold
And your body will get caught

And we don’t waste time with love
It’s just death from above

Your head is on fire, your hands are getting weak
We all, we all get stupid in the heat
You’ve basted your brains with the shatter and defeat up on the street
And this is nowhere

The early years were boring
The quiet, unhappy home
See mother was a cripple and my father was a drunk but gentle man
So we do the best we can

The is the plan
Where you’ll make ’em like a man

‘Cause we don’t waste time with love
Yeah, we don’t waste time with love
It’s just a push and a shove

Well, there’s a full-blown rebellion but you’re easy to confuse
By triggered kids and fakers and some questionable views
Oh, call the cops, call the preachers!
Before they let us and they lose

When oh, we all start arguing the history of the Jews
You got nothing left to lose
Gives me the blues

And we don’t waste time with love
And we don’t waste time with love

So call the police
Yeah, call the police
Yeah, call the police
Yeah, call the police
Yeah, call the police
Yeah, call the police
Just chase the cops
Yeah, call the police
You’re crazy, man
Yeah, call ’em up
Just call the police
The first in line
They’re gonna eat the whole fish (?)

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Wake up with somebody near you
And at someone else’s place
You took acid and looked in the mirror
Watched the beard crawl around on your face
Oh, the revolution was here
That would set you free from those bourgeoisie
In the morning everything’s clearer
When the sunlight exposes your age

But that’s okay
And that’s okay

Grab your clothes and head to the doorway
If you dance out, no one complains
Find the place where you can be boring
Where you won’t need to explain
That you’re sick in the head and you wish you weren’t dead
Or at least instead of sleeping here you prefer your own bed, come on
You’re just sunk in self-preservation
Versus someone else’s pain

So you feel drained
And it’s so great
And it’s so great

He was leather and you were screaming
Swinging chains against the stage
And you couldn’t know he was leaving
But now more will go with age, you know
So get up and stop your complaining
You know that you’re the only one who’s been destroying all the fun
Look what happened when you were dreaming
Then punch yourself in the face
So you kiss and you clutch but you can’t fight that feeling
That your one true love is just awaiting your big meeting
So you never even asked for names
You just look right through them as if you already came
It’s a drug of the heart and you can’t stop the shaking
‘Cause the body wants what it’s terrible at taking, oh
And you can’t remember the meaning
But there’s no going back against this California feeling

American dream
(sha-bang, sha-bang)
American dream
(sha-bang, sha-bang)
American dream
(sha-bang, sha-bang)
American dream
(sha-bang, sha-bang)

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