Anatomy Of A Plastic Girl - EP

by The Opiates

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The Opiates started with the intention of being an ambient project. Bored, they soon said: f…ck this, and wrote the kind of songs that moved them in cerebral as well as booty shaking ways.

The Opiates are Robert Solheim and Billie Ray Martin.

Their forthcoming album ‘Hollywood Under The Knife’ explores paths pioneered by the Chicago house and Detroit techno heroes, not least Electribe 101, with the aim of taking things forward a step in history.

Although Kraftwerk and Yazoo have been mentioned as influences, their very unique brand of electronic music is as much Carpenters as it is cutting-edge electro, with a nod to current minimal influences.

The Opiates are radical because they do not shy away from the rare match of songwriting and cutting-edge beats and bleeps.

Hollywood Under The Knife will boldly go where the best of electronic duo crossover albums have gone before and will appeal as much to the charts as to the underground, to film and television as much as radio and beyond.

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released March 3, 2008

produced and mixed by The Opiates
music by Robert Solheim
melodies/lyrics by Billie Ray Martin, except where noted
mastered by Chris von Rautenkranz at Soundgarden Hamburg

all songs published by Touch Tones Music (Billie Ray Martin), Copyright Control (Robert Solheim) except:
"Oprah's Book Of The Month Club (Part 2)": published by Touch Tones Music (Billie Ray Martin), Copyright Control (Robert Solheim), DVersion Music Publishing Ltd (Mikael Delta)

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Track Name: Anatomy Of A Plastic Girl
You can’t say I’m not human
But every hour, every minute,every second and beyond can pass me by
I’m really anything but bland
But what you see is what you get when I parade my silhouette down Rodeo Drive

And you can look inside
There is a light that shines
Under the pale white smile

You could say I’ve got some fame
Well I go out to lunch with actors now and then
And when I go home I’m still the same
And there’s really nothing there
When I look into the mirror I see really nothing here but a face and name

And you can leave me here
For where the glitter lay
There is a battlefield

And you can leave me here
I have no enemies
Only reality

If I was anybody then
I was a nobody to most but that was better
Now I’m everybody all the time

And I am miserable
Under the pretty shell
There are a thousand holes
Track Name: Candy Coated Crime
I was on my best behaviour
When the old attraction came to rise
If I make my breath go faster
The moment would arrive
Many times I’ve tried to refrain
But the image won’t subside
Could you be my sweet accomplice
In my candy coated crime

And if I only knew
If you know too
And what to do
Then I could do it to you
The moment would arrive
And if I knew you’d say
You would be meeting me halfway
Then I could plan it with you
My candy coated crime

Who would show the faintest interest
If I took it way too far this time
Who cares if I get arrested
I’m only playing CSI
It’s like murder in a sweet shop
You can’t tell the blood from sweet delights
Could I be identified of
My candy coated crime

And if I only knew
If you know too
And what to do
Then I could do it to you
My life is on the line
And if I knew you’d say
You would be meeting me halfway
Then I could plan it with you
My candy coated crime

And if I only knew
If you know too
And what to do
Then I could do it to you
The moment would arrive
And if I knew you’d say
You would be meeting me halfway
Then I could plan it with you
My candy coated crime
Track Name: Oprah's Book Of The Month Club (Part 2)
Mama was beautiful
A mountain of fake hair would sometimes peek through the bedroom door
The money never hugged her the money was never warm
It did not tell her stories it did not sing bedtime songs
There were always sedate veils of some kind behind her eyes
And daily doses of something were keeping her paralyzed

Mama gave her Nembutal
When she interfered in her schedule
The measures were inevitable
Come on now be a good girl
Mama gave her everything
That chemicals and cash could bring
But instead of owning everything it only disowned her

Taking her life in hand
Selling her roller skates for an abortion
Almost joining the women’s movement
But she said the only movement I’m interested in
Is the one that gets me outta here and to Hollywood where I belong
Rosy cheeks productions helped her get to Hollywood
Where a girl’s gotta do what’s to do and be what she’s not

Now she’s dropped the booze and drugs
And discovered Häagen-Dazs
Her lips are injected with half her ass
Now she looks like the other girls
And she dropped the shoulder pads
For a pair of muscly lads
Don’t want to get Oprah on your ass
But her biography still won’t pass

Mama gave her everything
That chemicals and cash could bring
Track Name: I'm Not Simone Choule
Now I know descending stairs are long
I’ve seen their faces gather, quite aware
This dream could last a lifetime

Now I see my fate ahead of me
I wear her floral dress my teeth are bare
This dream will last forever

And there’s no rest
Despite the silence
And there’s nowhere left to run
There’s a light there
At the bottom
They won’t find me
When I’m done

Now there’ll be someone that isn’t me
The lipstick on my mouth
It isn’t fair
The wig I’ll wear forever

There’s a ghost called isolation
It’s a tenant in my home
Where I will be who they tell me
When I’m down there
They’ll have won

And there’s no rest
Despite the silence
And there’s nowhere left to run
There’s a light there
At the bottom
They won’t find me
When I’m done