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Danger In The Bronx EP

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hirsch99 All hail the return of Fuck Me USA! Wonderfully sleazy. Danger in the Bronx is a hell of a great song. Play it loud. Favorite track: Danger In The Bronx (Detroit Mix).
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1.
Midnight screech, streetlight bleeds
 Neon coal, I love my seam Leather shoes and bloodshot eyes
 Shake my hand, twist my knife Danger, Danger in the Bronx Smoke rolls up Sewer grate
 Deals go down behind the gate
 Silver tongue Static glare
 Sells you hope, leaves you bare Danger, Danger in the Bronx Danger, Danger in the Bronx “Says he’s from the people...
 He don’t walk like people...
 No he don’t bleed like the people... He don’t bleed like the people...” Danger in the Bronx Danger in the Bronx Danger in the Bronx Danger in the Bronx
2.
You know he walks like a mannequin on fire Voice like wire caught in desire He hums through the static haze A jukebox kid with no yesterdays Pink Cadillac, now a rusted hearse He howls through the chorus and he forgets the verse Vegas lights in his shattered eyes You can't tell now if he laughs or cries You're my Elvis gone wrong You're my Elvis gone wrong You're my Elvis gone wrong You're my Elvis gone wrong Tattooed lip where the gospel burned Tried to moonwalk, but the wheels never turned You're a Teddy boy dream with a cracked cassette You're the King of Nothing, don’t forget Don't you forget Guitar! You're my Elvis You're my Elvis You're my Elvis You're my Elvis Yeah, don't you forget
3.
Electric Wound Café Vincenzo got a death-glare smile Drives a Buick that ain't moved in miles Whitewall tires, cracked and dead Grease slick hair on a hospital bed He parks out front where the neon cries A cigarette burn is like a ghost in his eyes The jukebox screams, it don't play no soul Just static dreams and it's lost control Red leather boots on the linoleum floor He's looking for God behind the freezer door Milkshake tastes like battery rain He says: "Mary, do you remember my name...well, do you remember my name?" At the Electric Wound Café I got blood in my soda I got the key to my wound Drive me through static And I will bark at the moon Radio hissing Codes from Mars Transmission Transmission Transmission Transmission At the Electric Wound Café Electric Wound Café Electric Wound Café Vincenzo's face, just a cigarette spot And the cook don't cork, just flips the eggs Fluorescent heaven and busted legs And the coffee's cold and the pain is hot He tips his hat like he forgot
4.
Midnight screech, streetlight bleeds
 Neon coal, I love my seam Leather shoes and bloodshot eyes
 Shake my hand, twist my knife Danger, Danger in the Bronx Smoke rolls up Sewer grate
 Deals go down behind the gate
 Silver tongue Static glare
 Sells you hope, leaves you bare Danger, Danger in the Bronx Danger, Danger in the Bronx “Says he’s from the people...
 He don’t walk like people...
 No he don’t bleed like the people... He don’t bleed like the people...” Danger in the Bronx Danger in the Bronx Danger in the Bronx Danger in the Bronx

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released April 5, 2025

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Fuck Me USA Nottingham, UK

The legendary duo made their debut at The Glade Festival in 2007 and played a final legendary gig at Glastonbury the following year, attended by none other than Iggy Pop. A reunion is likely. It would be of course, legendary.

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