There’s No Home For You Here
Lit up by the punked-out blues riff of "Black Math" and the high-pitched Queen-like squall of "There's No Home For You Here," the group's fourth LP is probably its dirtiest but has the smartest lyrics of them all. "Ball And Biscuit" goes back to the altar of Jeff Beck worship; the fact that "Seven Nation Army" gets radio airplay is a modern miracle.
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