Hadron Collision
Failed States, Propagandhi
Lyrics
Ride fucking free, forty below, it’s the car that kills the punk. Pedal for momentum, feel the fucking vibe, blaze through traffic, burn the red, push my luck. There’s not much I need, I ride a single speed, my toque and mitts protect me from the freeze. Hadron Collision. I’m ripping through a cloud of exhaust. A fucking conniption, in their cages on wheels they fucking rot. I might be trapped in a world going backwards but nothing’s in vain – right now I’m happy just to clog up your lane. There’s not much I need, I’ll leave you with your greed to wallow in your shit ’til you can’t breathe. A head-on collision, a species that’s lost all control. We’ll learn by extinction: we don’t need all that shit we’ve been sold. We might be headed for the brink of disaster but nothing’s in vain – right now I’m happy just to clog up your lane. If all that I can do is just stay on the move, keep a few cents from your grasp – that’s all I need to prove. I’ll see you on the bus. It’s the car that kills the punk.
Upcoming Shows
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5.17.2025Sesto San Giovanni, ItalyCarroponte
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5.18.2025Zurich, SwitzerlandX-TRA
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5.20.2025Ljubljana, SloveniaKino Šiška
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5.21.2025Wien, AustriaArena Wien
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5.23.2025Augsburg, GermanyGaswerk Open Air
Artist Bio
Propagandhi
Since forming in Manitoba in 1986, Propagandhi have brought an emphatic anti-fascist message to their music. Along with addressing a number of personal losses suffered …
Contact
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Official Site
www.propagandhi.com
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Publicity
Jasmine Muldrow
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Licensing
Hector Martinez
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US Booking Agent
Margie Alban / Do It Booking
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EU Booking Agent
David Pollack / Destiny
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EU Label Contact
Alma Lilic
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Australia Label Contact
Dave Jiannis
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Canada Label Contact
Tonni Maruyama