The Passion Of, by Special Interest (2024)

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Blood is on the pavementAnd his jaw is to the floorYou Swore we wouldn’t start a fightBut tonight was such a boreTowards the back room of the partyCause we came to get highYour eyes are now so passionateYou ready for the ride?You Think If I'm high on extacy can I drive a car?We all know a pretty face doesn't get you very far..they’re lining up like soldiers and or grinding to the beatNo mind behind your eyelidsThen it’s bound to hit your feetNow the lights are flashing harderYou are falling to the floorYour lovers in a k holeAnd Your friends are screaming moreYou lost all your composureIt’s the time of your lifeYour eyes oh so passionatewhen your are losing your mindYou ThinkIf I'm high on exstasy can i drive a carWho says a pretty face doesn't get you very farWe were lining up like soldiers and grinding to a beatThey called us“Scum of society, noise is not their enemy”SodomyLSDSodomy on LSD X3Its living hellMore disillusioned commentaryFrom daddy’s little whor*Swore we won't go out tonightTonight’s just such a boreThe back room of the party cause you came to get highEyes are now so passionateYou’re ready for the ride?You think if i take some ecstasy can i drive the car?Who says a pretty face does not get you very farLose all your composure and grind to the beatCalledScum of society noise is not their enemySodomyLSDSodomy on LSD X3Am I in hellOr am I highNoise is not the enemyBut can I drive your car?Huh?Noise is not the enemyBut can I drive your car?Huh?SodomyLSDSodomy on LSD X3

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(She said)"Why don't you kiss me in public,to mark your territory"Why don't you kiss me in public?And smear your lipstick all on my cheekBoo hoo won't cry for heartless cinemaBoo hoo don't cry for you and meBoo hoo won't cry for heartless cinemaOh titty babyGet off that teetI go no i got noI've got no time for this heartless cinemaYea i got no time for you and meI've got no time for this heartless cinemaOh titty baby get off that teetAnd i laugh and i cryBo hoo hoo ha haAnd i laugh and i cryBoo hoo hoo ha haI go no i got no x3I've got no time for heartless cinemaBut why wont you kiss me in publicto mark your territory’Why don't you kiss me in public?And smear your lipstick all on my cheekBoo hoo won't cry for heartless cinemaBoo hoo don't cry for you and meBoo hoo won't cry for heartless cinemaOh titty babyGet off that teetAnd i laugh and i cryBoo hoo hoo ha haAnd i laugh and i cryBoo hoo hoo ha haI go no i got no x3I've got no time for heartless cinemaWhat, would you rather have me on my knees?Crawling towards you begging you pleasePleaseGet inside of me X4

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Are we going out tonightA kick snare and a driving beatI watch the city crumbleArise from the rubbleAnother tawdry condoAnd a high rise suiteYea they were pushed outSoon evacuatedHouse was near dilapidatedHeard them say a pray for meOh well the city loves to test yaWatch you fold under pressureHave you questioning your basic needsQuick now to count the moneyFrom the armoirehopes to buy a used carTo get yourselfright out of hereBut what a surprise you cant afford itTry your best to ignoreAn existence overcome by fearBut would you bat an eyeWaiting for war machines to pass you byBut would you bat an eyeWaiting for war machines to pass you byBut aren't we going out tonightI watch the city crumbleAnd Arise from the rubbletawdry condosAnd a high rise suiteYea we were pushed outAnd evacuatedHouse was near dilapidatedHeard them say a prayer for meBut would you bat an eyeWaiting for war machines to pass you byBut would you bat an eyeWaiting for war machines to pass you byBut aren't we going out tonightAren't we going out?I watch the city crumbleAnd Arise from the rubbletawdry condosAnd a high rise suiteYea they were pushed outAnd evacuatedHouse was near dilapidatedHeard them say a prayer for meBut would you bat an eyeWaiting for war machines to pass you byBut would you bat an eyeWaiting for war machines to pass you byIn all my ignorancePoorly adjacentTo the willing blindLeading forth the willing blindTo the willing blindTo the willingly blindWe were willingly blind

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I ache for youjust you..Release mehow I ache for youAlways youRelease meI ache for youOh just youRelease meDamp Dark Wet heat thick airRelease meEngulfed in Damp Dark Wet heat thick hot airfurther i sinkIn youHow I ache for youAlways youRelease me x2I ache for youAlways youI ache for youJust youI ache for youAlways youWon't you release meThick air release meWet heat release me

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What happens when there's nothing left to gentrifyAnd genocide is on your sideYou'll be pleased to find your humdrum lifeDisrupted by the chaos that takes on your mindWhile you were waiting for reality to take you to the depth of terror yet unseenYou were confused to find that violence is all that you are capable of inflictingThe nuanced state of nowWhat happens when there is nothing left to gentrifyAnd genocide is on your side preparingAnd i'm sure you’re laughing nowBecause your humdrum life crumblesAs you straight mack the knifePersistence doesn’t change a lifeThe nuances of suffering Stated nowThe nuanced state of nowA nuance stated howA nuanced state of nowThe nuanced stated nowThe nuanced state of nowThe nuanced stated howThe nuance state of nowWhat happens when the market centerssolely and completely to attract your kind?Now calling forth the trash you are adjacent toTo further degradate a lifeDefining violence howWhat happens when there is nothing left to gentrifyAnd genocide is on your side preparingAnd i'm sure you’re laughing nowBecause your humdrum life crumblesAs you straight mack the knifePersistence doesn’t change a lifeThe nuances defining violence nowDefining violence nowDefining violence howDefining violence nowDefining violence howDefining violence howDefining violence nowDefining violence howWhat happens when there's nothingWhen there's nothing there's nothing there's nothingWhen there's nothing there's nothing there's nothingWhen There's nothing there's nothing there's nothingYou and I we’re not uniquely f*cked.

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Shes best friends with tina again…Shes best friends with tinabest friends with tina again…Shes best friends with tinabest friends with tina again…shes best friends with tinabest friends with tina again…Shes best friends with tinaHow you doinWhat you doinWhats good sisHow you doinWhat you doinWhats good sisHow you doinWhat you doinWhats good sisShes best friends with tina again…Shes best friends with tinabest friends with tina again…Shes best friends with tinabest friends with tina again…shes best friends with tinabest friends with tina again…Shes best friends with tinaHow you doinWhat you doinWhats good sisHow you doinWhat you doinWhats good sisHow you doinWhat you doinWhats good sisShes best friends with tina again…Shes best friends with tinabest friends with tina again…Shes best friends with tinabest friends with tina again…shes best friends with tinabest friends with tina again…Shes best friends with tinaHow you doinWhat you doinWhats Really good sisHow you doinWhat you doinWhats good sisHow you doinWhat you doinWhats really good sis

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Street pulse beatI can't take u thereWhere desire unfoldsyour pleasure is not mine to holdtell me how you want me babyas long as i'm not alonemaybe i don't know myselfbut to know you now i knowWhy can't i take you thereWhy does your heart withholdyour negligee wraps your bodyfreezing coldWon't you tell me what you you wantSweet babyIn time i'll growMaybe i don't know myselfbut to know you now i knowAll i knowI got a mind in the gutterAnd im thick like mudthe boy with more than two lipsAnd he sure can't shut umgot a loose lisp mouththat's rather appealingAnd the betrayal of my bodygood for fantasy fulfillmentLet the street pulse beatto let me inAnd Let the street pulse beatMy greatest sinAnd let The street pulse beatBaby, all night longLet the street pulse beatWhy don't we get along..How do you want me baby?I'm all aloneMaybe i don't know myselfBut to know you now i knowTell me what you want sweet babyIn time I’ll growMaybe i don't know myselfBut to know you now i knowCome on..I go by many namesSuch asMistressGoddessAllahJahAnd jesus f*cking christFor am i not your necromanceryour lover in the end of timeIn the end of daysa savoirWon't you take my wise rough handsFor am i not your necromanceryour lover in the end of timeIn the end of daysyour savoirWon't you take my wise rough handIn all things felt not saidI walk in the inbetweenIn the end of timeIn my grandeurWon't you take my wise rough handFor am i not your necromanceryour lover in the end of timesIn the end of daysyour savoirWon't you take my wise rough handCome onWon't you take my wise rough hand babyTo the rhythm of the street pulse beatTo the rhythm of the street pulse beatTo the rhythm of the street pulse beatCome on come onTo the rhythm of the street pulse beatGet on To the rhythm of the street pulse beatGet on To the rhythm of the street pulse beatTo the street pulse beatFor Am I not your necromancer?I go by many namessuch asMistressGoddessAllahJahAnd jesus christ

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To smell the sweet rot of societyas it rapidly decayssh*t makes my dayAlways Take what's mineStand and waitNavigate degradation on a day to day basisNo sleep through the nighttreating STI’swhile closely being followed by the FBIOur fathers in cagesUnder heavy surveillanceThe master’s clock ticks in the illusion oasisThe eternal stenchof our putrid existenceEndless bureaucracy government assistanceWhen will it stopAnd We can’t breathIn the fantasy of freedom choked from out of meTo feed this realitywe want to belongWhile forced to lick the bootAs our debasem*nt prolongsSeparated by Illusions of isolationDisplay specific qualities of concerning behaviorOh its just thelegacyof povertywithin meManifestinga rage from a spiritbefore me shackled and chainedWell The system made us so moroseThe anxiety comatoseMood stabilizers diagnosedDream of relief though overdoseJust like our mothers and fathers and next to kinDestiny manifestThe cycle again and againover and overplagued by suspicionConstantly aware of your questionable intentionsA glimmer of light through griefLike from the deepest depth of the seaWe welcome you to join usAs our tongues bleed this decreeLucid the veil we seeThe spirits they stand with theewith passion aroused we callFor tomorrow the people take allWhere we chantCursed are our enemiesWe Rebuke the nuclear familyBeyond blood we fightTowards liberationTo free the millions from the mass cagesTo live with agency and honesty,Joy with autonomyA sweet dance in the streetsWith purposeexperience a life more than serviceFor we have seen this divinationTo manifest a love from our hatredfor eternal love we displayto transform us through the painAnd may this leather act as our amourour thoughts swift and mind sharperfor the people will always riseknow The people will always surviveAnd Yes we will revel in our perversionsand feel the earth again in our subversionAgainst the degradation of the dayThe masters clock done awayAnd With heavy hearts know to sayFor we have ‘nothing to lose but ourChains’AsheFor we call upon the earth live againwe call upon the earth to live againAgainNow to hold you close in my raptureIn the bliss of an infinite love...

But would you bat an eye waiting for war machines to pass you by?
But aren’t we going out tonight? Aren’t we going out?

Special Interest have returned with their sophom*ore LP. A dual release from Night School (EU) and Thrilling Living (US), "The Passion Of" combines elements of glam rock and no wave pushed through a mangled filter of contemporary electronic forms. Special Interest present a precise and deranged vision of punk, an apocalyptic celebration, a step forward into a perverse and uncertain landscape.

**records will be available by late August / early September**

EU customers please purchase from night-school.bandcamp.com.

released September 1, 2020

recorded & mixed by James Whitten
mastered by Rashad Becker
cover painting by Tamara Santibañez

Special Interest
Alli Logout: vocals & lyrics
Nathan Cassiani: bass
Maria Elena: guitar
Ruth Mascelli: electronics