The Fibonaccis - "Stay Home" and "Second Coming"

Here you have two tracks from The Fibonaccis, arguably one of music's finest bands. I do NOT own these tracks and have nothing to do with the band at all. If anyone from the band objects to the addition of these songs, let me know and I will take them down. To download these tracks and more (all in much better audio quality), please visit the band's official site, www.fibonaccis.com.

The first track is "Stay Home", a rousing instrumental from their first (and only) studio album, 1987's 'Civilization and Its Discotheques', while the second, "Second Coming", was featured on their debut EP, 1982's "(fi'-bo-na'-chez)".

Lyrics to "Second Coming" (by John Dentino):
Waiting for the message to come
A handshake from deepest space
Pressing to the headset all night
For aliens faintest breath

Hoping for a biped to come
Untangling human doubt
Searching through the static all night
For signals that make some sense

Will they tell whatever the pyramids meant?
Did we evolve or were our chromosomes sent?
Will they find our brainpans a fraction too small?
Do the labyrinths weve created lead nowhere at all?

Here we are in Mississippi
Tracking down a swamp gas saucer
Television cameras glowing
Somewhere in the middle of a prarie on a summer night
The neighbors gather round, hoping for a sight
When the moon casts dark shadows
When the men of conscience weaken
When the preachers spread their panic
Armageddon draws us near its gaping mouth
And whispers that the universe isnt benign

Crashing though a telephone booth
To put in a call to Christ
Looking for a sign in the sky
Ezekiels wheels on high

Waiting for a savior to come to rescue us from the brink
Quoting from the scientists logs
Defending our oldest wish

Will they tell whatever the pyramids meant?
Did we evolve or were our chromosomes sent?
Will they find our brainpans a fraction too small?
Do the labyrinths weve created lead nowhere at all?

Tiny needle in a haystack
All the signals weak and garbled
Conjuring its myths and dreaming
Somewhere in the middle of the galaxy a capsule floats
Boasting the image of man

Waiting for the message to come
A handshake from deepest space
Pressing to the headset all night
For aliens faintest breath

Hoping for a biped to come
Untangling human doubt
Searching through the static all night
For signals that make some sense

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[solotasq]

How could I find the lyrics to Second Coming?

[Skibz778]

@solotasq The lyrics are included in the video description.

[MrCarnivour]

can you upload the song Terrorvision if you have it? i really love that track, but can't find it anywhere!

[Skibz778]

Go to fibonaccis-dot-com: their near-entire discography is available for download and listening, including "TerrorVision".

[SKOTP69]

Wow! Even I had never even heard OF The Fibonaccis!

[blazingavian]

Tom Corey was a good friend of mine. Probably one of the coolest guys you'd ever meet. He passed away Sept. 24, 2001.

[solotasq]

@Skibz778 Right on, thanks!!! I didn't even think to look. I've been doing covers of some of their songs, managed to pick up lyrics by ear, but that would be impossible on this one... so a million thanks again for doing this!

[powergirl901]

This sounds more like Combustible Edison than what they sounded like on New Wave Theater. I even saw the Fibs play live in 1983, when they were somewhat more punk flavored.

I believe that members of the band also played in Wall of Voodoo, whose members also made film soundtracks...at least started a soundtrack company.

[Mattteus]

holy fuck! this band is awesome!

[alexandrosg2000]

Hey if you like this amazing band check another band called Ludus! They play this jazzy avant garde rock like these fellows. If you are lucky to find their album on vinyl, with a really nice gatefold version with 2 45s (the album is spread out so the quality is more than hedonic...), grab it!!

cheers!