Windows shatter, glasses fly, earthquakes rumble....
It\'s The Dead Gandhis!!!
Sultry songstress from the depths of darkness,
igniting the flame of the eternal sun.
Strings hammered into piles of metallic dust,
forged from mines of an ancient past.
Sonic booms crack the night, erupting splendor,
pounded out with the power of the first bang...
People jump, men cheer, ladies dance & cry to be loved.
ROCK YOUR SOUL with THE DEAD GANDHIS!!!
