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COVER
BENJAMIN SWENSON
HALF STEP DOWN
OR IN E IF YOU WANT TO
G <—- INTRO
G A C C G A C C
G D C C G A C C <—- CHORUS
G A C <—- VERSE
C D E F G <—- VERSE END
USE Am INSTEAD
IF YA WANT TO
ny's hotter and harder hardly any grass to spare
but the controllers don't even go outside
they don't even fucking care
my friends 'scaping to montana
find family there
but i'm stuck here for too long
choking on bullshit fucking poisoned subway air
NEW YORK GOT TO US WHEN WE GOT TO IT
IT'S HARD TO GIVE A FUCK WHEN YOU DON'T GIVE A SHIT
trash and vaudeville stud collar it's two bros one dollar you shit talk my crew and I'll steal your fifty dollars cuz I'm robin hood on easter sixth and seconds where I'll spend it have a little feaster head to tompkins where I blend in and we're 20 deep we're jumping singing show tunes on the train, pissing between cars peach four loco is to blame and freedom equals sunshine that's all chris was trying to say and now I'm blacking out in bushwick cause my favorite squat is gay.
NEW YORK GOT TO US WHEN WE GOT TO IT
IT'S HARD TO GIVE A FUCK WHEN YOU DON'T GIVE A SHIT
Ray kelly that scumbag he ruined favorite slab at eight am his piggies came and tried to arrest you and raz but we drank a 40 by the churchyard we needed more we went to saint marks so if your rolling a spliff then pass it to the left and if you talk to the pigs then you don't got my respect and if your rolling a spliff pass it to the left and if you talk to the pigs then you don't have my respect.
NEW YORK GOT TO US WHEN WE GOT TO IT
IT'S HARD TO GIVE A FUCK WHEN YOU DON'T GIVE A SHIT
I can see cigarettes from space and we're doing so much more than living in this space so film this write that maybe it won't be lost to time immemorial my mark is made of teeth and blood dried in your hair as we pulled away I came back and kissed your rage slammed my face against a stoop to all nighters lead to random strangers are kinder but it's so much more personal when your mean.
NEW YORK GOT TO US WHEN WE GOT TO IT
IT'S HARD TO GIVE A FUCK WHEN YOU DON'T GIVE A SHIT
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I DIDN'T BREAK THE LAW
THE LAW BROKE ME
SO WHILE YOU'RE DRINKING IN THE BAR
I'LL BE LIVING IN THE STREET
SOMETHING WENT WRONG;
I WAS BORED, DRUNK, AND HATED.
MY FINGERS ARE BRAIDED
I'M GETTING CROSS FADED
CAUSE I HATE YOUR LAWS
THEY MAKE ME SICK
NOW YOU ARE WALKING IN SHIT
AIN'T NO BREAKS ON THIS TRAIN
AND LIVING OUTSIDE
IS MAKING ME FUCKING INSANE
SO WHILE YOU'RE AT THE BAR
I'LL BE AT THE PARK WHERE I BELONG
SO ALL YOU MOTHERFUCKERS
BETTER TELL ME, WAS I WRONG?
CAUSE I HATE YOUR LAWS
THEY MAKE ME SICK
NOW YOU ARE WALKING IN SHIT
NOW I'M DRINKING IN THE PARK EVERY NIGHT
HAVING MY OWN KIND OF AFTERNOON DELIGHT
I'M GUNNA DO WHAT I PLEASE
I'M GUNNA GET OFF MY KNEES
CAUSE I HATE YOUR LAWS
THEY MAKE ME SICK
NOW YOU ARE WALKING IN SHIT
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WRITTEN IN HALF-STEP DOWN TUNING
[BUT STAYING IN STANDARD IS FINE]
INTRO/ VERSE: G and C
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CHORUS: G C Em D G
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SECOND VERSE: G and C
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CHORUS: G C Em D G
CHORUS EPIC END; EM D G
(ALL CHORUSES EXCEPT FIRST ONE)
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BRIDGE: “NOW IM DRINKING”
G-GFLAT E D G (twice, 1st 2 )
G-GFLAT E D C (once; 3rd time
E D G (once; last time)
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CHORUS: G C Em D G
CHORUS EPIC END; EM D G
(ALL CHORUSES EXCEPT FIRST ONE)
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ITS A PLANT NOT A CRIME
02:26
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IT'S A PLANT NOT A CRIME
AND I USE IT SO WELL.
IT HELPS THE CURRENT STATE OF THINGS
NOT FEEL SO MUCH LIKE HELL.
IT'S REDICULES TO THINK
THAT YOU CAN TAKE AWAY OUR BLISS,
CAUSE IT'S MY BODY, MY RIGHT,
AND MY CANNABIS
IT'S A PLANT NOT A CRIME
NO FEE TILL YOUR FREE
BUT I'M TRAPPED IN THIS PRISON,
IT'S MONETARY, IT'S BUILT ON GREED
AND GREEN AND ALL THIS SNITCHES
MAKING MONEY ON
WHETHER OR NOT I'M FREE!
IT'S A PLANT NOT A CRIME
SMOKING A BONG
MAKES ME FEEL REALLY GOOD
AND CAPITALISTIC PRISON
MAKES ME FEEL MISUNDERSTOOD.
EVERYONE'S JUST TRYING TO BE ON FUCKING TOP;
WELL CAPTAIN PLANET WILL KICK YOUR ASS
YOU MOTHER FUCKING COP
IT'S A PLANT NOT A CRIME
WHY ARE ALL THESE POLITICIANS
TRYING TO RULE MY LIFE?
WHEN ALL I WANT TO DO IS
SMOKE A BLUNT AND RIDE MY BIKE.
IT'S A PLANT NOT A CRIME
BUT THEY'RE TRYING TO RUIN
BECAUSE THEY JUST PASSED A LAW,
TRYING TO TELL YOU WHAT YOU'RE DOING
IS WRONG BUT THEY CAN'T DICTATE MORTALITY
SO LIGHT UP A SPLIFF IF YOUR WITH ME!
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BODEGA CATS
01:52
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CIGAR GUTS AND BOOZE BREATH
WITH THE STENCH OF PISS AND DEATH
BODEGA CATS THAT I CAN PET
TRYING HARD NOT TO GET WET
MAKING TIME IN THE BACK ROW
WHISKEY PIZZA AND A FREE SHOW
TAPPING SPOTLIGHT HALO GLOW
CAUSE IM FEELING STICKY IN SOMEONE ELSES CLOTHES
ROADSIDE FREE BIN IS CLOSED
AND ITS SMASHED FINGERS PRETTY DRESSES
IM CARDIAC ARRESTED
FEELING STICKY IN SOME ONE ELSES CLOTHES
SIDEWALKS EATING UP MY SOLES
CHEWING MUD UP AS THEY GO
THE TEMPERATURE DROPS AND THEN WE ROLL
SIDEWALKS EATING UP MY SOULS
WITH CHILDREN GETTING PERMISSION FOR ROLES
DRINKING ALL THE BEER THEYRE TRYING TO DISPOSE
CAUSE IM FEELING STICKY IN SOMEONE ELSES CLOTHES
ROADSIDE FREE BIN IS CLOSED
AND ITS SMASHED FINGERS PRETTY DRESSES
IM CARDIAC ARRESTED
FEELING STICKY IN SOME ONE ELSES CLOTHES
IM SPILLING INK AND DRAWING BLANKS
I LOST THE BOOKMARK AND THE PLACE
THROWING ROCKS AND GETTING STRAIGHT
BUSTED LIPS FROM CHILDRENS GAMES
HOPSCOTCH HIPS AND LOSING DAYS
SIDEWALK SLAMS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DAY
AND IM RUNNING AWAY FROM ALL THOSE BILLS IM NEVER GOING TO PAY
CAUSE IM FEELING STICKY IN SOMEONE ELSES CLOTHES
ROADSIDE FREE BIN IS CLOSED
AND ITS SMASHED FINGERS PRETTY DRESSES
IM CARDIAC ARRESTED
FEELING STICKY IN SOME ONE ELSES CLOTHES
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living at this squat
is kinda like a zoo
theres fur balls and riots
if yer in with future glue
might be allergic
but all them are oh so cute
gatos not violence
cat pockets not boys in blue
yell with us if ya really mean it
cats not cops
throw bricks with us if ya fucking scream it
cats not cops
in 2d it all that were dreamin
cats not cops
carved in every officer slowy bleeding
cats not cops
before the humans
had crow bars to open it
claws of defiance purred
this city, we'll take it
kittens with sharpe claws
they fucking crawled their way in
meow meow meow - meow meow meow ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
the walls is where we live
yell with us if ya really mean it
cats not cops
throw bricks with us if ya fucking scream it
cats not cops
in 2d it all that were dreamin
cats not cops
carved in every officer slowy bleeding
cats not cops
We've been swimming in illusions of a different sort of peace
that's been perched upon our fingertips but still way out of reach
and we're waiting for the clouds to pass to feast upon the sun
but my mouth is filled with dirt oh god and now i bought a gun
of wits end met, we aint done yet you'll all die one by one
fucking zombies for your state of mind you piggies better run!!
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GUITAR / PIANO CHORDS
Em D C Em
Another Day, Another Daze
Waking Up In The Toxic Haze
What The Fuck Happened?
Blacked Out Again
Spitting To Get These Bugs Off My Skin
Dreams Turn To Ignore
Oh Fucking Why?
Hopelessness Goes With The Times
Will Shit Get Better Or Will We Die?
Once Upon A Crime
Writting Songs To Right The Wrongs
Let's Hope Armageddon Don't Take Too Long
Will Shit Get Better Or Will We Die?
Once Upon A Crime
Another Dreams, Another Scream
Twords Some Place More,
Twords Some Place Free
On Top Of The Ashes Of This Society
That's Where We'll Start
That's Where We'll Be
All I Know Is I Hate Alot Of Things
Like Breathing Cops And Food That Ain't Free
Take Your Rules, I Left Mine Far Behind
Once Upon A Crime
Writting Songs To Right The Wrongs
Let's Hope Armageddon Don't Take Too Long
Will Shit Get Better Or Will We Die?
Once Upon A Crime
live video of this joint
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uimVLafV_4M
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SING, SCREAM, RAP, OR FREESTYLE
OVER THIS AND
SEND US YOUR REMIX
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I've been thinking I've been hoping I've been wishing I've been lying to myself saying I'll leave this town but always for some reason or not I still choose to rot and I keep keep coming around to the people and the steeples and the black crows at the park let the clock strike 12 it's much faster after dark it's a relationship and it's collapsing all around, who's gonna win my bones or this
This town I call my home, home is where the hate begins
At the bottom of your clean soul, lies a little little bit of sin
somewhere in the deep deep fog lives a know it all who didn't know how ot dodge the clock, somewhere in the deep deep hell bad luck motel is the devil and shes smoking a rock, sometimes I drink a bag of wine just to pass the time till I can't feel anything now I'm in the gutter with the punks my guitar is drunk and I guess this is living free.
This town I call my home, home is where the hate begins
at the bottom of your clean soul lies a little little bit of sin
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It's easy to forget but important to remember that life's a dusty road and we're all just dirty feathers we all feel like shit at least I do sometimes age old question who last had the wine, who last had the wine?
I tried I failed last time I bailed to rack up everything I ever wanted to yell in a letter but I left out my faults don't hold it against we always leave out our faults I'm so nervous I'm ripping my skin off
But Dad, I'm not drunk no I'm just me and I never ever should have left your city towards clever debates and anxieties dirty mattresses and crying under trees and I guess I am my disease and I guess I'll do just what I please
And there's no concrete reasons for having harmed ourselves with isolation and pity in a world of hell, gives me wonder- did we really miss the way things felt? or just the idea of the way things felt
And communication suffers through these bit raw lips and the only time we talk is with a mouth full of gin spending Fridays alone by the park tompkins throwing rocks at reflections caressed by the wind and I know my hearts getting worse and I know I treat you just like dirt and I know my hearts getting worse and I hope I get what I deserve.
live video of this joint
(folk) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oTZJUrdrwpg
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LICE BINGO
03:43
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They gave you a funeral, but not a wake your asleep and you don't realize how much they take from your soul just another hole to fill with empty promises and words and every dollar that you spend is one more that you have to earn, it's an endless cycle no one learns.
Yo requerdo risa
as the cities burned
Yo requerdo risa
at the end of the world
bad habbbits bad habbits bad habbits getting worse
self serenading rainy days
lying facedown in the dirt
my friends say i should get some help
but getting better just feels worse
Yo requerdo risa
as the cities burned
Yo requerdo risa
at the end of the world
brutish tendancies lead me away from anticipating, affectionate nights, new conversations, with hope continoulsly deflating that anyone can fathom rewiring, undomesticating we're all wrong wrong and backwards leaving books unread, smiles turned down, knives unsharpened and brains unfed, you'd say i'm not a hero for anything worthy on the side of the road beat up anxious and dirty
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FREEDOM INTERLUDE
00:55
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HOW I LOVE MY WIDE EYED REGRETS
THERES NOTHING BETTER THAN COFFEE ON MY BREATH
WHEN IM NERVOUS AND SWEATY AND SUCH A MESS
I'LL NEVER QUIT I DO CONFESS
I'M SUCH A FIEND FOR JAVA BEAN
A DOUBLE ESPRESSO FUCKING STEAMED
ANOTHER SHOT ITS WHAT I GOT
CAUSE WITH OUT IT I'D FUCKING DROP
CAFFEINATED REJUVENATED AT THE END OF THE NIGHT I'M
CONSTIPATED
THAT'S ALRIGHT WITH
ME ME ME ME
500 MILES AN HOUR IS THE LIFE FOR ME
I LIKE IT BLACK I LIKE IT STRONG
I FUCKING DRINK IT ALL DAY LONG
LOVE IT SO MUCH I SING IT IN A SONG
IF ITS NOT RIGHT I WANT TO BE WRONG
GIVE ME BEANS ITS WHAT I NEED IF I AM EVER TO PROCEED
FROM THE EARTH I'LL TASTE THE DIRT
IT REMINDS ME WHAT I'M WORTH
GIVE ME COFFEE OR GIVE ME MEFF
IM SO TIRED IM RUNNING OUT OF BREATH
CAUSE IN THIS WORLD THERE AINT NO TIME FOR SLEEP
I KNOW WHAT I NEED TO GET ME ON MY FEET
THERES NOTHING LEFT IN THIS WORLD FOR ME
FUCK IT ALL I DO WHAT I PLEASE
LIVE AND LOVE AND JUST LET GO
GIVE ME COFFEE MEFF OR JUST GO
HOME
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I DIDN'T BREAK THE LAW
THE LAW BROKE ME
SO WHILE YOU'RE DRINKING IN THE BAR
I'LL BE LIVING IN THE STREET
SOMETHING WENT WRONG;
I WAS BORED, DRUNK, AND HATED.
MY FINGERS ARE BRAIDED
I'M GETTING CROSS FADED
CAUSE I HATE YOUR LAWS
THEY MAKE ME SICK
NOW YOU ARE WALKING IN SHIT
AIN'T NO BREAKS ON THIS TRAIN
AND LIVING OUTSIDE
IS MAKING ME FUCKING INSANE
SO WHILE YOU'RE AT THE BAR
I'LL BE AT THE PARK WHERE I BELONG
SO ALL YOU MOTHERFUCKERS
BETTER TELL ME, WAS I WRONG?
CAUSE I HATE YOUR LAWS
THEY MAKE ME SICK
NOW YOU ARE WALKING IN SHIT
NOW I'M DRINKING IN THE PARK EVERY NIGHT
HAVING MY OWN KIND OF AFTERNOON DELIGHT
I'M GUNNA DO WHAT I PLEASE
I'M GUNNA GET OFF MY KNEES
CAUSE I HATE YOUR LAWS
THEY MAKE ME SICK
NOW YOU ARE WALKING IN SHIT
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HALF STEP DOWN
D A G G
living at this squat
is kinda like a zoo
theres fur balls and riots
if yer in with future glue
might be allergic
but all them are oh so cute
gatos not violence
cat pockets not boys in blue
yell with us if ya really mean it
cats not cops
throw bricks with us if ya fucking scream it
cats not cops
in 2d it all that were dreamin
cats not cops
carved in every officer slowy bleeding
cats not cops
before the humans
had crow bars to open it
claws of defiance purred
this city, we'll take it
kittens with sharpe claws
they fucking crawled their way in
meow meow meow - meow meow meow ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
the walls is where we live
yell with us if ya really mean it
cats not cops
throw bricks with us if ya fucking scream it
cats not cops
in 2d it all that were dreamin
cats not cops
carved in every officer slowy bleeding
cats not cops
We've been swimming in illusions of a different sort of peace
that's been perched upon our fingertips but still way out of reach
and we're waiting for the clouds to pass to feast upon the sun
but my mouth is filled with dirt oh god and now i bought a gun
of wits end met, we aint done yet you'll all die one by one
fucking zombies for your state of mind you piggies better run!!
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It's easy to forget but important to remember that life's a dusty road and we're all just dirty feathers we all feel like shit at least I do sometimes age old question who last had the wine, who last had the wine?
I tried I failed last time I bailed to rack up everything I ever wanted to yell in a letter but I left out my faults don't hold it against we always leave out our faults I'm so nervous I'm ripping my skin off
But Dad, I'm not drunk no I'm just me and I never ever should have left your city towards clever debates and anxieties dirty mattresses and crying under trees and I guess I am my disease and I guess I'll do just what I please
And there's no concrete reasons for having harmed ourselves with isolation and pity in a world of hell, gives me wonder- did we really miss the way things felt? or just the idea of the way things felt
And communication suffers through these bit raw lips and the only time we talk is with a mouth full of gin spending Fridays alone by the park tompkins throwing rocks at reflections caressed by the wind and I know my hearts getting worse and I know I treat you just like dirt and I know my hearts getting worse and I hope I get what I deserve.
live video of this joint
(punk) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8KJEHJ55Z6Q
(folk) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oTZJUrdrwpgi
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CONSUME [UNPLUGGED]
02:00
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GIVE MORE
00:43
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SLEEPING ON COUCHES
AND SLEEPING ON FLOORS
THOSE FRIENDLY PUNK HOUSES
I WOULDN'T TRADE THEM FOR THE WORLD
LIFE IS SO SIMPLE;
WHEN YOU'RE NOT SELF-ABSORBED
YOU JUST HAVE TO EXPECT LESS
AND YOU HAVE TO GIVE MORE
YOU JUST HAVE TO EXPECT LESS
AND YOU HAVE TO GIVE MORE
YOU JUST HAVE TO EXPECT LESS
AND YOU HAVE TO GIVE MORE
YOU JUST HAVE TO EXPECT LESS
AND YOU HAVE TO GIVE MORE
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EXPECT LESS
01:05
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SLEEPING ON COUCHES
AND SLEEPING ON FLOORS
THOSE FRIENDLY PUNK HOUSES
I WOULDN'T TRADE THEM FOR THE WORLD
LIFE IS SO SIMPLE;
WHEN YOU'RE NOT SELF-ABSORBED
YOU JUST HAVE TO EXPECT LESS
AND YOU HAVE TO GIVE MORE
YOU JUST HAVE TO EXPECT LESS
AND YOU HAVE TO GIVE MORE
YOU JUST HAVE TO EXPECT LESS
AND YOU HAVE TO GIVE MORE
YOU JUST HAVE TO EXPECT LESS
AND YOU HAVE TO GIVE MORE
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RICH ASSHOLES ON TV
03:04
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I COULDN'T CARELESS ABOUT YOUR FUCKING BABY
I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR LAMBORGHINI
WHO GIVE A DAMN WHERE YOU GET YOUR NAILS DONE
I WISH THE MANSON FAMILY WOULD FINALLY COME
THEN I'D NEVER EVER HAVE TO SEE YOUR PLASTIC FACE AGAIN
THEN I'D NEVER EVER HAVE TO SEE YOUR STUPID FRIENDS
THEN I'D NEVER EVER HAVE TO SEE YOUR PLASTIC FACE AGAIN
WIPE YOU OUT WITH GUNS ON LSD, FUCK AMENDS
DO THEY HONESTLY EXCEPT ME TO PAY A FEE?
DIGITALOBOTOMY!
DO THEY HONESTLY EXCEPT ME TO PAY A FEE?
DIGITALOBOTOMY!
ALL I SEE IS BRAINS CAVING IN
THIS IS THE END
NO CHANCE OF WINNING
POWER OF A NATION
OF JUNKIES AND FAT CATS SURROUNDING ME
THEY SHOULD GET RID OF YOU
THEY'LL GET RID OF YOU
SHOULD GET RID OF YOU
WATCH THOSES RICH ASSHOLES ON TV
BORN WITH GOLD, SILVER, PLATINUM SPOONS
IN THEIR MOUTH AND UP THEIR ASS
IS THERE NO END TO THE VACUUM OF GREED?
SO PAY ATTENTION
BEFORE YOUR LIGHT BULB GOES OUT
PAY ATTENTION
YOUR SINGLE LIGHT BULB GOES OUT
PAY ATTENTION
BEFORE YOUR LIGHT GOES OUT
DO THEY HONESTLY EXCEPT ME TO PAY A FEE?
DIGITALOBOTOMY!
DO THEY HONESTLY EXCEPT ME TO PAY A FEE?
DIGITALOBOTOMY!
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THE PARTY'S OVER
02:58
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One man saves the world with his own polluted mind. Well, solutions aren't built on the foundations of greed and money isn't the answer to anything and if you think you're getting somewhere; you're wrong.
Solutions aren't found in your suits and ties, answers aren't in your word salad of lies and your catchy slogans aren't persuading me.
My country tis of thee sweet land of desperation and misery hunger and greed while others starve for water you starve for power and authority.
no change no hope, we're sad we're broke. toxic air we choke on the the lies they spoke their intimidation manipulation exploitation indoctrination all of it it needs to end resist revolt i know we can
and how can we be happy without money, a title in society, a step up on the ladder of authority gotta be in charge of something or somebody.
got your eyes on the trophy prize life they got your working for don't work for ourselves anymore that's for sure.
Your pleasure is found in power, is found in title, is found in possessions, is found in money is found in greed, it's what we founded this nation on
cause who are are is what we have to show for ourselves and you can put personality on a shelf cant hold happiness in your hand and show it off to your friends at least you can wear love on the finger
no change no hope we're sad we're broke toxic air we choke on the the lies they spoke their intimidation manipulation exploitation indoctrination all of it it needs to end resist revolt I know we can
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🔥🇺🇸🔥🇺🇸🔥🇺🇸🔥🇺🇸🔥🇺🇸🔥🇺🇸🔥
THE UNFORGIVING DEMONSTRATION OF
REAL EYES REALIZE REAL LIES
when they make laws we commit crimes
making love; behind enemy lines
mischievous smiles from across the street,
buildings explode thanks to our dreams
feel the truth of the molotov
as it burns through all of y’all
EVERYDAY IS A BATTLEFIELD
so load your dreams,
and make them real
as the horizon joins us,
the skyscrapers now turn to dust,
short lived friends join in as ghosts,
they join in on the autonomous toast.
FREEDOM LIVES
WHEN THE STATE IS DEAD
we have guided missiles, and misguided men
IF YOU BUILD IT, WE'LL BURN IT DOWN.
collapsing your old ways
into the ground
we’re fighting for our fucking lives
REAL EYES REALIZE REAL LIES
we damn sure won't compromise
REAL EYES REALIZE REAL LIES
we’re fighting for our fucking lives
REAL EYES REALIZE REAL LIES
we damn sure won't compromise
REAL EYES REALIZE REAL LIES
REALIZE
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after ocala, after the trip back up north, we moved from shaynes floor to the street side 2d, brett pants went out west and we asked to borrow his room, he said yes because he ruled, brett and shayne along with jack sparkles helped fill out the sound of john dolan band called dog that bites everyone, so I was iving in 2d with brian alien but brian spent most nights at kierras apartment in brooklyn, next thing that happened was my lancruster hometown friend ben lorocksteady came up to NYC and moved in on our floor, we we're uping the punks hard, on one of my birthdays snikt made me a falafel pot pie, which was fucking amazing, everyone ate it and loved it, nico ate so much of it she almost got sick, but this recording along with Nico saying "this used to be the gay squat" in Benjamin Swenson, come from that wonderful winter in that wonderful place and time in life family.
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