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Panic In Room 109
I'm as weak as a kitten
And my brains are filled with glue
There's been a fire in my bed
And my veins are turning blue.
So I look in the mirror - what do I see?
I see the face of a monster looking at me
He's an evil-looking horror
And his skin looks just like mine
I'm coming to pieces
Panic in room 109

You know?
The other day I had a dream 'bout a famous movie star
I was in my room watching "Blind Date" with Cilla,

a celebrated U.K. T.V. version of "Love Connection"
When the wall caved in
Fuck me! Godzilla!
He's got it in for Tokyo
He's gonna knock down all the buildings
He told me so
He does it every Saturday round about closing time
Now we're sharing a flat
Panic in room 109

Oh what, what, what did I do last night?
I said what, what, what did I do last night?
Oh, it fills me up with dread,
I don't know, it gave me evil dead fright!
I don't know what I did but it must've been all right
Yeah Godzilla and me don't care, we can handle it fine.
Every day we like to have a little panic in room 109

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Cult Of The Basement
If things seemed weird back in February 1989, when we made this baby, the Weird were going shopping on bikes. In a farmhouse in the dead of winter, in personal circumstances too bizarre and complex to relate, we set about making our "commercial suicide" album. For the first time, I felt, we had made an album that really sounded like us. This record does have personality. One of my favourites, this.
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Unconditional
One of the better Creation-era compilations. Canadian release.
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The Violent Years
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Pat Says

The Butcher Says..
The desk clerk couldn't believe it. This drunk comes staggering into the lobby in the middle of a thunderstorm and starts wittering in bad German. To keep him from dripping all over the place the clerk hands him a room key. "Excellent!" burbles the drunk, "Room 109!" The scarey stuff kicked in the bathroom. You know, I once spent an evening indulging heart attacks in a Vancouver hotel room by pinching my toe. Source: Unconditional liner notes

Live Stats

7 documented performances (click to explore)
1990 7 (JBC)