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Hands on the clock tell the time
But the night's all mine

Face of the clock has no eyes
But it has laugh lines

World is afire as it fries
And I feel fine

Sun as it sets says goodbye
But the moon will rise

Hands of the flock, a world on the rise
Grind out the clock till you take out your eyes
Losing your stock, laughing through flies
Choke on a rock, that’s your demise

Hands on the clock tell the time
But the night's all mine

Face of the clock has no eyes
But it has laugh lines

World is afire as it fries
And I feel fine

Sun as it sets says goodbye
But the moon will rise

Hands of the flock, a world on the rise
Grind out the clock till you take out your eyes
Losing your stock, laughing through flies
Choke on a rock, that’s your demise

Hands of the flock, a world on the rise
Grind out the clock till you take out your eyes
Losing your stock, laughing through flies
Choke on a rock, that’s your demise

Hands of the flock, a world on the rise
Grind out the clock till you take out your eyes
Losing your stock, laughing through flies
Choke on a rock, that’s your demise

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from Director of Whatever, released September 10, 2016

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Department of Everything Boston, Massachusetts

DoE is a crunchy noise punk band that combines the influences of hip-hop, math rock, and hardcore punk.

Taking inspiration from bands such as Lightning Bolt, Black Eyes, and Guerilla Toss, Department of Everything gets rad real fast.

DoE features a distorted euphonium decked out with christmas-lights, a masked drummer, bangin bass, and a crazed sampler player in post-Mammox Mark Aylward.
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