New Model Army are an English post-punk/alternative rock band formed in Bradford, West Yorkshire in 1980 by its lead singer and main composer Justin Sullivan. Their name was taken form Oliver Cromwell's anti-royalist military force.
New Model Army played their first gig in Bradford on October 23rd 1980. Its founding members were Justin Sullivan, Stuart Morrow and Phil Tompkins. The threesome had already been together for a couple of years in a number of Bradford bands with other musicians and singers but in the Autumn of 1980
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-------------------------------------------------------- Aimless Desire / New Model Army (Strange Brotherhood) -------------------------------------------------------- [Intro] |: GEm :| (guitar, effects)
[Bridge] | GEm | BbEm |
[Verse 1] G(III)EmBbEm I was working shift on the six o'clock, quiet in the pale dawn. G(III)Em Found a bird caught in the machinery - BbEm set it free and watched it go . . . G(III)EmBbC Quit the job that very day, and flew into the sky DEmD just following after this aimless desire, EmDEmDEmD the awful desire, the aimless desire, worthless desire...
[Verse 2] Now I've found causes and I've found families, but nothing ever lasts; I've known people I'd die for - if only they had asked. Where I'm from is not my home, and neither's where I'm bound; Just following after this aimless desire - worthless desire . . .
[Verse 3] So tonight, beneath the bridge where the fires burn, God . . . take the freedom back, deliver me from the aimless desire, the worthless desire . . . And chimera she waits, and I have still got this hole in me; still got this hole inside of me . . .