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Charged Words
01:32
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In my head it makes perfect sense
A cautionary tale sitting on a fence
Send your goons to break a turned cheek
Our sapphire sockets and a pacifist's bleat
Your charged words have got me by the wrist
Turning gold to dirt, reverse alchemist
I'm scared in a face irate
But I won't fight just to break your plate
A mealy interior and a bullish stance
Dealing war crimes in repetitious cadence
A culprit in the pulpit without rhyme or treason
A fallen rioteer with a reason
Your charged words have got me by the wrist
Turning gold to dirt, reverse alchemist
I'm scared in a face irate
But I won't fight just to break your plate
With your charged words…
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2. |
Mailer, Meet Jim
01:37
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Manchester of rape, Selena please
Oh but this ain't heartache
Gable of beryl foresight
Amends, cockneyed witless, threaten retinas
With these frightened limp wrists
Gable of beryl foresight
Warding off pathogens like Mary of Magdalene
Unbreaching colonies through forced misogyny
So forget husbandry and no more baking bread
One careless crow now I'm fucking infected
Gable of beryl foresight
Live, stalked ravine, dismantles family
My future now quarantined
Gable of beryl foresight
Hands out of pockets, ramming like rockets
Hitchhike to hell with my thumbs in your sockets
So forget husbandry and no more baking bread
One careless crow...
Panic! Despair! Mailer, meet Jim!
Warding off pathogens like Mary of Magdalene
Unbreaching colonies through forced misogyny
So forget husbandry and no more baking bread
One careless crow now I'm fucking infected
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If patience is virtuous
I got the temperament for temperance
Partitioning stems and seeds
Damn lifeless galleries
I'll implement the elements
You're soiling a sacrament
Slicing sharks and your porcelain pedestals
Somehow, it seems so pitiful
Catastrophe
Of the highest order
Was likeness captured?
Feigned composure
A poor recipe for civic cohesion
We'll readily collaborate
Understand and participate
Pieces de resistance
Devastated crops of worth
Someone grant me social graces
Being that I'm socially graceless
Billowed soot have we met
Chromatic leaf, this is icy bayonet
I've been commissioned
To ignore companionship
Fashioning barricades
Amid flesh and wilderness
I'm wed locked to these rivers and tides
These arrangements are my passionate wives
I'd pass you up for seductive seasons
A poor recipe for civic cohesion
Catastrophe
Of the highest order
Was likeness captured?
Feigned composure
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4. |
The Church of Black Flag
02:12
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This is the church where Black Flag lives
Sentiments are born of desperation
Where good thoughts come from
Monuments in futility
Stress and anger, passion and humility
But we’re above thumbs
This is the church where Black Blag resides
There’s no profit, no success, just pride
Nil by mouth with prophetic paint
Autistic license, we’re always poor and hungry
Art just doesn’t pay
Finding beauty in ugliness
Compulsive strides are pensive and second best
This is on our chests
This is the church where Black Flag resides
There’s no profit, no success and we’re tired
We’re tired!
This is the church free of cognicide
There’s no profit, no success and
We’re tired in the church where Black Flag resides
There’s no profit, no success, just pride
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Pull over, here's where we'll dump it
No more of your glowing sentiments
We don't want what you've got to offer
We'll trade you in for your thinner brother
Make a bed beside quills and coal
Tuck you in with salted scrolls
What we don't know could fill up books
The overflows gone overlooked
I sure as hell don't see a haystack
Traumaed farmers or a sewing circle
Erotic TV's drown in plasmic lakes
Someone must've robbed a blood bank
Unwanted, abandoned, unloved
Renounced, unloved
Hypnotic hums had me pixilated
Unwelcome home of the antiquated
Unwanted, abandoned, unloved
Number crunchers got their number’s crunched
Discrepant drags got their over's onced
We tech supported a manipulator
Just a glorified calculator
It seems yesterday's extravagance
Is now a latter day hindrance
I took a break from moral restraint
No choice but cooperate
Unwanted, abandoned, unloved
Renounced, unloved
Hypnotic hums had me pixilated
Unwelcome home of the antiquated
Unwanted, abandoned, unloved
Ill suited to be booted
Unacceptable to be compatible
Pull over, here's where we'll dump it
No more of your glowing sentiments
We don't want what you've got to offer
We'll trade you in for your thinner brother
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6. |
Incendiary Minds
01:19
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Each one is born but they're coming out dead
My hands spell words as they fall from my head
Like a confederate flag dad wreaks of his kin
With blood on your brow you'll cry your eyes in
Prison ghost starts to scream as they carry you out
And attrition keeps you wishing that they'd tear your mouth out
A sign on an inn is the shape when you die
And poor St. Lucia took a knife in the eye
And it hurt. It fucking hurt!
The great diseases of our time are a soundtrack to the system
With incendiary minds and the knowledge to resist them
We can body harvest hate and send a charge up the floor
And eliminate the causes worth fighting for
Our incendiary minds
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My discipline will make your teeth shake
Your restraint gets a laugh track
Accolades for staunch ardor
Reparations for heedful orders
It's funny I don't feel like a winner
Weighted spoils for small steppers
Here's a trophy for atrophy
Chastened humility
We're the fretful and the overwrought
Our pre-planning is your afterthought
Limitless capacities
Close to the vest without cruelty
It's funny I don't feel like a winner
Weighted spoils for small steppers
Here's a trophy for atrophy
Chastened humility
Hopefully we’ll get trophies in the end
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Attack!
Little orange eyes coming from my room
Cutting up my hands, gotta clean up my wounds
Bathroom poltergeist, running up his spine
Sweaty nausea, palm full of red wine
Striations... Up my arm
This curtain's a man-of-war as liquid drips in me
Smoking lady's wake, gotta get to L.A.
Hand’s above my head, making out the will
Forty-four and three-fourths, holding down the back seat
Blood-poisoned cast
When a good friend attacks
Here comes Elvis!
Orange eyes, coming for you
Unbridled rage at 1 foot 2
Orange eyes, coming for me
Ready to wreck my whole family
I know he's your brother and I love him too
But I'm so scared so what can we do
A gentle 12 lbs. when he's in your lap
But pick him up and he'll fucking snap!
When a good friend attacks
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Matrons of the Canals
01:55
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We're the working poor
We're the labor forced
Routine banality
We stand in the sun just to eat
Antiqued trappings
Filthy proximity
Languid surveillance
You were birthed into luck, we were born into chance
We offer our bosoms while you beat your breast
Feed your children while you dance on our backs
We're the matrons of the canals
Annihilate pride
Puritan's drive
Stayed requitals
We'll be reimbursed with the fall of Rafael
Emerald resentment
Somehow I'm listless
I see your merriment
I know it's shallow but I just can't help it
We offer our bosoms while you beat your breast
Feed your children while you dance on our backs
We're the matrons of the canals
You rise the ranks as we raise your crops
Patiently comply in the parking lots
We're the patrons of the canals
We watch while you beat your breasts
Feed your children with our broken backs
We're the matrons of the canals
There's hatred from the canals
We're the matrons of the canals
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10. |
Face Cancer
01:57
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These white lines are what keep me safe
Not the white lines absolved to satiate
Save your dowry for the rock stars
Pleasure quarters, rapturous daughters with alluring duress
These car wrecks are what protect me
Cross hairs for cross walks cross leisurely
Anxious Brahmans in a China shop
Take the train from Pamplona so these neurons will stop
This belt of cloth is what protects me
Lovers' arms, hostile wives with hot pious threats
Siphon stipends from your vital signs
This carbon dating is worth hating but it won't break the skin
This pane of glass is what protects me
Soft skin, gently pinned in a prison romance
Careless knives slumber patiently
Dedicated to serrating discerning delicacies
Deceptive perceptions insure my protection
Inconsistent systems reinterpret correct them
Calm down
It seems nothing will protect me
Hallowed wraths, conjured scenes, endless fake believe
Pigs and sharks bide hungrily
Their furled jaws are dormant saws awaiting chances mercy
Deceptive perceptions insure my protection
Inconsistent systems reinterpret correct them
Calm down
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11. |
Corralling Pestilence
02:11
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I check your chest you’re warm
I check your neck you’re alive
This scythe soothes Corsican wind chimes
Reassign a program success
Relent ungentleness
Restraint divides mice and men
Annica this life is fleeting
Dark times, lots of abortions
Finally, someone loves me
On my watch we’re as safe as churches
I think I found my purpose
Corralling pestilence
I was unclean and hateful
Struck down by the system
This vest gives me authority
No wind instrumentation
Morning airport reunion
These thoughts are non-culinary
Annica this life is fleeting
Dark times, lots of abortions
Finally, someone loves me
On my watch we’re as safe as churches
I think I found my purpose
Corralling pestilence
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12. |
Animals and Children
01:33
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Onward conscious introverts
Irish serpents with babes in arms
Rabid dogs and sprouts with heart
Generosity to a fault
Although there are cracks and flaws
That one's broken and this one here is wrong
We'll study at your feet
With Dutch accords bound in need not want
Surveillance from crimeless places
Upward glances unto downtrodden faces
We quarter where fowls smother
Vermin roar and the faithful slumber
We'll study at your feet
With Dutch accords bound in need not want
And we'll play, we'll cheer, we'll laugh, it's clear
I prefer the company of animals and children to adults so I won't have to give up hope
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Western Addiction Oakland, California
Since forming in 2003, WA has defied easy categorization, and new album Frail Bray finds them slipping further beyond the confines of hardcore. Listen closely and hope sneaks in, but the point of view isn’t the only thing that’s different. WA's attack has grown more nuanced, the band crafting songs that comfortably draw from a wide swath of rock ’n’ roll while retaining punk’s ferocity. ... more
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