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Teratoma
05:11
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I hope wherever they send you, there’s no escape
No parole, no time served, no early release
And a list of beatings
Just as long as your arms
A broken machine within a broken machine
Well stubborn breaks man, when it don’t bend
And a list of beatings
Just as long as your arms
Yeah, we’re still here
We’re always near
Yeah, we’re still here
We’re always near
I hope wherever they send you, there’s no escape
No parole, no time served, no early release
And a list of beatings
Just as long as your arms
Yeah, we’re still here
We’re always near
Yeah, we’re still here
We’re always near
You can twist your knives in
Hold us all in contempt
Excuse yourself from burdens
Run as far as you want
But one thing is certain
Let there be no doubt
That your end is coming
And no one’s going to bail you out
Yeah, we’re still here
We’re always near
Yeah, we’re still here
We’re always near
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2. |
Recidivist
03:02
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I know you’ve heard this one before
So stop me, stop me, stop me now
But fourscore and seven more
Give it a rest, but I can’t give it a rest
We’ve got no love for anything
Unless it stands to benefit
The one percent of everything
We fall apart, but we don’t give a shit
So take each other by the hand
Before we’re shackled by the wrists
And in the wake of everything
You can’t stand until you take a stand
No quarter No mercy
No windfalls For recidivists
So you’ve heard it all before
But this is for the kids in back
You’re nothing more than dollar signs
They cash you in until they can’t cash you in
So take ahold of apathy
And shake it til it doesn’t breathe
Become a weapon of unity
It’s one for all, not give it all back to me
So take each other by the hand
Before we’re shackled by the wrists
And in the wake of everything
You can’t stand until you take a stand
No quarter No mercy
No windfalls For recidivists
We’ll untie
All their lies
And string them up
By their thumbs
And do to them
What they’ve done
To everyone
In their lives
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3. |
Jaki Man
03:17
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It occurs to me now
Well it comes down to this
You’ll do what’s easy
And I’ll resist
Your thoughts & prayers
Your hopes and dreams
Nothing more than wishes
Nothing more than words
They’ve got a secret use for you
They’re gonna hold it over you
They’ve got a secret use for you
They’re gonna hold it over you
In the course of this
These human events
You’ll do what’s easy
And I’ll resist
It could be a policy
Or an act of war
There’s nothing better said
Behind closed doors
They’ve got a secret use for you
They’re gonna hold it over you
They’ve got a secret use for you
They’re gonna hold it over you
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4. |
Trust Falls
02:34
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From the cradle to the grave
The sycophants are here to stay
No quick-fix, no revolution
No sacred hearts, no absolution
We got the message in our hearts, in our hands, in our heads
It cut a hole so clearly that the light, the light came right in
I’m thinking lately that we might have lost our might
But I'm thinking baby, it's all right, it's all right
Well hey angel, where have you been?
Oh fly over, and bless me again
You’re on display, but we’re one in the same
No greater good, no greater gains
We got the message in our hearts, in our hands, in our heads
It cut a hole so clearly that the light, the light came right in
I’m thinking lately that we might have lost our might
But I'm thinking baby, it's all right, it's all right
Will you trust me if I fall?
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5. |
Angel Hands
03:23
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We celebrate, we separate, we dig our own holes
We can devise, we can prepare, we can have it all
Just what we want, just what we need, straight to our homes
No compromise, no money down, no 90 day hold
We set the terms, we grease the palms, sign our names in blood
And lay your hands upon these hands, send us hopes and prayers
I can’t resist, you can’t resist
Why?!
I can’t resist, you can’t resist
Why?!
Alternate facts, alternate truths, you’re speaking in tongues
Pitting the poor against the poor, and bating us all
We scream the words, we fight the fights, punching til we’re numb
They say your hands are angel hands, and we should believe
In holiness, in righteousness, in things we can’t see
But I don’t believe, I can’t believe, I will not believe
I can’t resist, you can’t resist
Why?!
I can’t resist, you can’t resist
Why?!
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6. |
Airlock
05:08
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Here’s one for your tyranny
It sidles (up) & holds me
Like oh so many souls
You're special and singular
Well so much for arrogance
It hasn’t really helped much
Except for the ways in which
It sharpens your spitefulness
What are you waiting for?!
Everything’s at your door
What are you waiting for?!
No one’s been keeping score
We’re all catching our death
Or something like that, man
Holding our tongues & our breath
Or something else so trite, man
Throw(ing) my best at your feet
But you’ll never see it
Cause I’ll always be
Second best or B Team
What are you waiting for?!
Everything’s at your door
What are you waiting for?!
No one’s been keeping score
Just let it be
Just let me lay here and bleed
Just let it bleed
Just let me lay here and be
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Other Forces Brooklyn, New York
Well-dressed and well-mannered. Fighting the good fight. Serious, but not severe. A nice bunch of fellows to share a fine meal with.
Benjamin Abraham - bass | Martin Olson - drums | Stephen Shodin - guitar and vocals
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