Black Atmosphere - Muscle In Plastic (1996) / Bauhaus - Muscle In Plastic (1981)

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Black Atmosphere's Bauhaus cover, "Muscle In Plastic," is a track from their 1995 album, Redeem. It also appears on The Passion For Covers: A Tribute to Bauhaus (1996).

Black Atmosphere was formed in 1991 in Los Angeles, CA. by Xstoph Gladis as a recording project. Black Atmosphere ventured out as a live act, combining theatrics with a psychedelic / glam-gothic appearance and musical structure. The band raised much interest within the Hollywood circuit. The hype of LA’s press pushed the band on a tour of the west coast in its first six months of existence and then in 1992, making their move to the Emerald city of Seattle where they based it as their home. Christophe Gladis: Vocals, Guitar, Keyboard, Stephen Garcia: Drums, Reverend Ryk: Bass, Keyboard.

"Muscle In Plastic" appears on the second Bauhaus LP, Mask, released in October 1981.

Wikipedia: Bauhaus is an English rock band formed in Northampton in 1978. Known for their dark image and gloomy sound, Bauhaus is one of the pioneers of gothic rock, although they mixed many genres, including dub, glam rock, psychedelia, and funk. The group consists of Daniel Ash (guitar, saxophone), Peter Murphy (vocals, occasional instruments), Kevin Haskins (drums) and David J (bass). The band formed under the name Bauhaus 1919, in reference to the first operating year of the German art school Bauhaus, but they shortened this name within a year of formation. Their 1979 debut single "Bela Lugosi's Dead" is considered one of the harbingers of gothic rock music and has been influential on contemporary goth culture.

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00:00Knock it down, yeah
00:29Legs flat on my back
00:33My feet on the ground
00:36Let my head hit the sand
00:39I want the muscle in my
00:41Muscle in his back
00:42Move like there's a watch on me
00:44I got lumpy and
00:46Lumpy muscles
00:52I'm just for the praise
00:55I can't last so I chase
00:58Like a rat on sand
01:01I'm just counting the days
01:04I want the muscle in my
01:06Muscle in his back
01:08Move like there's a watch on me
01:10I got lumpy and
01:11Lumpy muscles
01:28I'm just for the praise
01:57I'm just for the praise
01:58I'm just a whole girl in me
02:00I'm a lover to see
02:02It's the main expression
02:03Of a savage grin
02:05It's a pain in the butt
02:06To cover me with a grin
02:10Muscle in his back
02:12Move like there's a watch on me
02:15I got lumpy and
02:17Lumpy muscles
02:19I'm just counting the days
02:22I want the muscle in my
02:26Muscle in his back
02:28Move like there's a watch on me
02:30I got lumpy and
02:32Lumpy muscles
02:37I'm just for the praise
02:56Oh!
02:59Oh!
03:02Oh!
03:05Gonna be like a dog
03:08Laying fat on my back
03:11Pull my feet off the ground
03:14And the hair in the sack
03:17I'm a muscle in plastic
03:20It just gets fat, no
03:22Just a watch on me
03:24I got nothing, nothing to lose
03:32I'm just for the praise
03:35Oh, I can't dance to our games
03:39Like a band on set
03:41I'm just counting the days
03:45I want the muscle in plastic
03:47It just gets fat, no
03:48Just a watch on me
03:50I got nothing, nothing to lose
03:53I can't laugh, so I gaze And I'll preach for the praise
04:08He can't dance to here, to here Oh, he can't dance to here, to here
04:23Oh, he can't dance to here, to here Oh, he can't dance to here, to here
04:35So I lift up my arms, my head's in peace Just a hopeless fate, I'm a lover's deceit
04:41I'm the latent impression of a blue-dazzled bliss But like a baby, I'm a twist, legs on a fence
04:47I'm all muscle and plastic, who does this guy do?
04:53Just know I'm so at peace, I got nothing to lose
05:00I got nothing to lose, lose
05:06Oh, he can't dance to here, to here Oh, he can't dance to here, to here
05:32Oh, he can't dance to here, to here Oh, he can't dance to here, to here
05:39Gonna be like a dog, laying flat on my back Oh, my feet off the ground
06:04Ooh, there's a hand in the sack I'm all muscle and plastic, who does this guy do?
06:11Just know I'm so at peace, I got nothing, nothing to lose
06:21I preach for the praise But I can't dance to what I gaze
06:27Like a fan on set, I'm just counting the days
06:33I'm all muscle and plastic, who does this guy do?
06:37Just know I'm so at peace, I got nothing, nothing to lose
06:43Oh, yeah
06:49I can't dance to what I gaze And I preach for the praise
06:57He can't dance to here, to here Oh, he can't dance to here, to here
07:12Oh, yeah
07:17Oh, yeah
07:24So the guns on my arms, my head shaved in pieces
07:27Just a hotel in Spain, I'm a lover deceased
07:30I'm a lady depression, I'm a dancer in flames
07:33But I can't break my sweat, lay my bed
07:36I'm all muscle and plastic, who does this guy do?
07:42Just know I'm so at peace, I got nothing to lose
07:48I got nothing to lose, lose
07:59Plastic, oh, plastic
08:05Plastic, oh, plastic
08:14Plastic, oh, plastic
08:21Plastic, oh, plastic
08:44Plastic, oh, plastic

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