[Chorus]
Give me that old ultraviolence
Cold and clean
Milk and knives
In-out-in-out we go
In-out-in-out we go

[Verse 1]
Walking white boots
My three brothers wait by the canal
Fresh cut smiles
Ready for a bit of the red

[Pre-Chorus]
Look at me now
Look at us now
Sparking up the terror
Watching how they quiver

[Chorus]
Give me that old ultraviolence
Cold and clean
Milk and knives
In-out-in-out we go
In-out-in-out we go

[Verse 2]
Spinning the Ludwig van disc
Licking blood from the plastic rings
The master rings
Tinkling like a diamond rain

[Pre-Chorus]
Look at me now
Look at us now
Sparking up the terror
Watching how they quiver

[Bridge]
Viddy the shine on the blade
Viddy the line in the street
Viddy the time on the wall
Nothing keeps me down

[Chorus]
Give me that old ultraviolence
Cold and clean
Milk and knives
In-out-in-out we go
In-out-in-out we go

[Post-Chorus]
In-out
In-out
Sharp like a needle
Sweet like a sin
In-out-in-out we go
In-out-in-out we go

[Chorus]
Give me that old ultraviolence
Cold and clean
Milk and knives
In-out-in-out we go
In-out-in-out we go

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Old Ultraviolence

[Intro]
[Key: G major | Tempo: 125 BPM | Time: 4/4]
[Bars 1-4: Clean, syncopated, palm-muted guitar riff over driving eighth-note bass and tight hi-hats]
[Bars 5-8: Second guitar enters with a bright, single-note melodic counterpoint]

[Verse 1]
[Sparse, punchy arrangement. Bass locks with the dry kick drum. Spoken-word delivery]
White boots scraping on the cold grey stones
My three droogs chilling right down to the bone
Fresh-cut smiles in the Korova night
Just a bit of the dark, just a bit of the light
We step through the fog by the quiet canal
No rules to break, no story to tell

[Pre-Chorus]
[Hi-hats open up. Guitar counterpoint gets more urgent, building tension]
Look at me now
Look at us now
Sparking up the terror
Watching how they quiver

[Chorus]
[Full arrangement. Guitars open into bright, jangly G major chords. Melodic singing]
Give me that old ultraviolence
Cold and clean, it's a science
Moloko plus the knives on the shelf
The old in-out, just a shadow of myself
Watch the red, red kroovy flow

[Verse 2]
[Back to the sparse, palm-muted groove. Spoken-word delivery]
Spinning the Ludwig van platter tonight
Licking clean blood in the flashing light
The master rings, oh the master sings
Tinkling down like diamond rings
A tolchock here and a tolchock there
No one is running, nobody cares

[Pre-Chorus]
[Tension builds. Bass drives hard on the eighth notes]
Look at me now
Look at us now
Sparking up the terror
Watching how they quiver

[Bridge]
[Drums drop to a driving floor tom beat. Bass stays steady. Guitars play sparse, ringing notes]
Viddy the shine on the razor blade
Viddy the mess that the masters made
Viddy the clock ticking on the wall
Nothing keeps me down, I can take it all

[Guitar Solo / Instrumental Break]
[Guitars take center stage. The two tracks intertwine with bright, interlocking melodic counterpoints over the driving rhythm section]

[Chorus]
(Full energy, bright chords, melodic singing)
Give me that old ultraviolence
Cold and clean, it's a science
Moloko plus the knives on the shelf
The old in-out, just a shadow of myself
Watch the red, red kroovy flow

[Outro]
[Music begins to strip back to just the bass, drums, and the initial palm-muted riff]
The old in-out...
Sharp like a needle.
Sweet like a sin.
[Final sharp, dry snare hit on the 1 beat]
