
Date of issue: 09.11.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fat Wreck Chords
Song language: English
This Song is Like Thunder and Lightning in a Wide Open Field |
So it seems |
We’ve arrived in a place in time where the words you write |
Don’t mean a Goddamn thing |
It’s embarrassing is all |
When the most pedestrian of things to say are held in high regard |
A car crash is not an art |
Someday you’ll see |
These arts-and-crafts-type politicians |
With their barrel up to the temple parading this |
Hindsight’s one motherfucker |
How could you pour your heart and soul into this mess? |
If they start throwing horns I’m cutting off their fingers |
I’m seeing stars and picking bullshit out of dialogue |
I’m poking holes in stories that inflate what people really are |
Stop strangling me |
Because your world will burn, you’ll see |
Flip the pages til your fucking fingers bleed |
I suggest the new Bohemia can burn in hell |
And all those clinging to it |
Next up are the starched collars |
And watch those fucking flames spread |
Not predicated, I am medicated to see this through |
And right through you |
Your predictable vocabulary and your point of view |
Will never meet my better side |
I’ll never welcome you |
If they’ll hold on at all |
Name | Year |
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This Respirator | 2007 |
Monumental | 2010 |
There's A Problem | 2004 |
Liver Alone | 2010 |
Fred's Got Slacks | 2004 |
Eulogy | 2007 |
Quality Television | 2004 |
The Calming Collection | 2010 |
Carry the Banner | 2010 |
He Was a Jazzman | 2010 |
I Am Abandoned | 2004 |
Gullible | 2004 |
Bad News | 2004 |
Bleed | 2010 |
Count Your Bruises | 2010 |
New Years Resolutions | 2010 |
Hang My Head | 2017 |
Indoors | 2017 |
Here Comes Treble | 2010 |
Shithawks | 2010 |