"The Pallas EP"

by Pallas

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released August 8, 2013

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Pallas Aberdeen, UK

Scottish rock band Pallas are now taking orders for their Niall Mathewson's new studio album "Eclectic Electric Volume 1"

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Track Name: Reds Under The Beds
You better watch out whatever you do
You better watch out what you say
They got you bugged, they got you sussed
Remembering all of their training

Reds under the beds
Crawling out to get you
Those reds under the beds
Why don't you get back to Moscow?

You've started to run, you've started to hide
You're trying to cover your roots
Well you're pinning your black shirt out of the way
You're shaking in your Nazi jackboots

Reds under the beds
Crawling out to get you
Those reds under the beds
Why don't you get back to Moscow?

Well you're getting hung up, you're getting run down
In a giant political game
You'll never be certain which way to jump
'Cause the reds and the blues are the same

Reds under the beds
Crawling out to get you
Those reds under the beds
Why don't you get back to Moscow?
Track Name: Thought Police
Terror in the streets at night
Lit up by a searching light
Probing alleyways, combing minds
Catch and process rebel kinds
Don't bother to think out loud
Don't bother to think at all
Thought Police are on the rounds
Moral keepers sneak through walls

Thought Police know you're in a sceret
Thought Police prying in your mind
Thought Police tearing at your conscience
Thought Police thinking they will find

Here the sound of running feet
No ones safe out on the streets
Thought Police methods are unkind
Out of your body and out of your mind

Don't bother to think out loud
Don't bother to think at all
Thought Police are on the rounds
Moral keepers sneak through walls

Thought Police know you're in a sceret
Thought Police prying in your mind
Thought Police tearing at your conscience
Thought Police thinking they will find

Thought Police might know what I'm thinking
Lurid dreams of girls next door
Can I stand, maybe they're on my wavelength
Paranoia strikes with every knock upon the door

Don't bother to think out loud
Don't bother to think at all
Thought Police are on the rounds
Moral keepers sneak through walls

Thought Police know you're in a sceret
Thought Police prying in your mind
Thought Police tearing at your conscience
Thought Police thinking they will find
Track Name: CUUK
Making my legs go faster, faster
Pausing only for a look behind
I see the wall loom up before my eyes
Barbed wire of every shape and kind

I am a fugitive against the new age
Segregation doesn't turn me on

They built it quickly on the border
Just to keep the enemy at bay
You cannot travel now from A to B
A million bricks are in the way

I see the searchlights as they scan the ground for me
To stop me going out or in

Hiding amongst the rocks and bushes
Hoping everything is going as planned
There's a secret tunnel up ahead
Now I'm in the promised land

A land of freedom love and liberty
Where everything seem just the same

Just the same
Track Name: Wilmot Dovehouse MP
Hiding in the park with my raincoat on
Whether it's raining or fine
But as long as it's night and the moon isn't bright
I'll have a little drink from my bottle of wine

A lazy day begins somewhere in time, in time, in time


Nobody knows my position in life
And I wonder if anyone cares
But it's a beautiful game and I've only one aim
To catch a young girl unawares

And wine
A lazy day begins somewhere in time, in time, in time

What am I after
Pennies from heaven
No, I keep them under the bed!


I'm known as Lord Dovehouse, a peer of the realm
by the richest and best in the land
But at the end of the day
I'll be happy to stay as Willy, a dirty old man
And wine
A lazy day begins somewhere in time, in time, in time


There goes a victim
I must be off now
I'm going in for the kill!