With 7 albums, 1 EP and 2 live DVDs under the belt, the band built an expanding carreer around their timeless style. The receipe is easy as ABC : a powerful and groovy rhythm section, groundshaking riffs, backed by two amazing vocalists : one digging deep into the abyss while the other one is flirting with hysteria.
Black Bomb A played more than 1000 gigs (among which 2 Hellfest shows in 2012 and 2018) which left hordes of fans drained of their blood, and totally devoted to the band. The interchange of energy between BBA and its audience is one hell of an amazingly contagious live experiment,
The band will be back on October 12, 2018 with a new album produced by Francis Caste, simply titled « Black Bomb A ». Enough said, when the band’s monicker itself is already synonymous with headbutt.
Fine talkers
Black Bomb A Lyrics
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I am tired of your promises.
Your words make me sick,
Your words make me sick,
I am tired of your promises.
Your words make me sick,
Impostor of modern times
You've big mouth, great defenders
Fine talkers, fine talkers
You could betray your mothers
You don't know the doubt.
Your road is sown of swindle.
you think you're with shelter.
Deceiver, fear our anger.
You, policies
You, opportunists
You, careerists
You, fucking liars
You, policies
You, opportunists
You, careerists
You, fucking liars
Fine talkers, fine talkers
You've big mouth, great defenders
Fine talkers, fine talkers
You could betray your mothers
It's over, I hope it's over.
You will not win over
anybody anymore.
We will stop you
in your insane race
Be afraid, fear me.
take care of your ass.
Your thirst of power
Cannot dried up.
You'll get wasted by your acts
Early or late, your time will come.
"Fine Talkers" is a song by French hardcore punk band Black Bomb A. The song lambastes those in power who make empty promises and are deceitful or corrupt. The lyrics express the singer's fatigue with the rhetoric and lies of these modern-day imposters, who claim to be defenders capable of solving problems but instead cause significant harm. The chorus repeats the phrase "fine talkers," highlighting their capacity for grandiose speeches and betrayals, even of their own mothers.
The song's message is clear: the powerful must be held accountable for their actions, and those in positions of influence must be cautious in their exercise of power. The singer suggests that their reign is nearing an end, given the disgust and distrust that people have for their broken promises and harmful acts. The song's title is symbolic of this idea; those with large vocabularies and persuasive speech but lack of action are labeled "fine talkers." The lines "It's over, I hope it's over" and "Your time will come" indicate that the power structure they rely on is soon to be dismantled, and a new order will be established in which responsibility and accountability are prioritized.
One interesting fact about the song "Fine Talkers" is that it was originally written in French and then translated into English for a broader audience. The band chose to perform the song in English due to its prevalence in the punk and metal scenes globally. Another interesting aspect is that Black Bomb A has a long-standing reputation for being political and socially conscious in their lyrics. Their songs often carry messages about inequality and structural violence, making them a favorite among those who believe that music can incite change.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm fed up with your lies
I am tired of hearing your falsehoods
I am tired of your promises.
I am weary of listening to your assurances
Your words make me sick,
Your speech disgusts me,
Your words make me sick,
Your speech disgusts me,
I am tired of your promises.
I am weary of listening to your assurances
Your words make me sick,
Your speech disgusts me,
Impostor of modern times
You are a pretender of contemporary age
Fine talkers, fine talkers
You are expert speakers
You've big mouth, great defenders
You are loud and create a facade of being strong
Fine talkers, fine talkers
You are expert speakers
You could betray your mothers
You are capable of disloyalty even towards your own kin
You don't know the doubt.
You are completely without uncertainty
Your road is sown of swindle.
Your path is filled with trickery
you think you're with shelter.
You believe you are under protection
Deceiver, fear our anger.
Beware, cheat, as we are angry
You, policies
You are a manifestation of political strategies
You, opportunists
You are individuals who take advantage of every scenario
You, careerists
You are people concerned primarily about personal advancement in their profession
You, fucking liars
You are people who are false and untruthful
You, policies
You are a manifestation of political strategies
You, opportunists
You are individuals who take advantage of every scenario
You, careerists
You are people concerned primarily about personal advancement in their profession
You, fucking liars
You are people who are false and untruthful
Fine talkers, fine talkers
You are expert speakers
You've big mouth, great defenders
You are loud and create a facade of being strong
Fine talkers, fine talkers
You are expert speakers
You could betray your mothers
You are capable of disloyalty even towards your own kin
It's over, I hope it's over.
I desire that it all comes to an end
You will not win over
You shall not triumph
anybody anymore.
Nor over anyone else
We will stop you
We will put a halt to your actions
in your insane race
Running endlessly towards a goal that does not exist
Be afraid, fear me.
You should be alarmed and fearful of me
take care of your ass.
Be watchful of your own well-being
Your thirst of power
Your craving for authority
Cannot dried up.
Cannot be quenched
You'll get wasted by your acts
You will be ruined by your own deeds
Early or late, your time will come.
Sooner or later, your consequences will catch up to you
Contributed by Eli P. Suggest a correction in the comments below.