Oh I know all I need all I really need
To stay clean is better sleep
Yeah better sleep is all I really need
Wake Up!
We’ve aspired for decapitation
While we turn a blind eye toward the guillotine parade
Have no more use for counting sheep
No use!
We’ve aspired for asphyxiation
A suffocating glimpse at this fucked reality
Are we wasting our days with this better sleep?
I have no claim in this waking life
I’m tethered, bound, and gagged
Wanna wish it good night,
I have no claim in this waking life!
Quick stop!
It’s too late
It’s too late to get wasted
We have aspired for asphyxiation
While we turn a blind eye toward the guillotine parade.
The heat is rising to 300 degrees
While these decorative bullet holes adorn our city limit signs
Would you wanna be alone
When our streets are dressed up in pitch black?
There’s a shadow on the prowl tonight,
His cross hairs are indiscriminate
We’ve fallen pray
To the darkest of hearts
We’re staring down the barrel
Of an epidemic
I have no murder wish this evening!
When did killing
Become instinctive?
When did he become a victim of you and me?
When did she become the killer outside your door?
No!
There was never a prize in sight!
My, my, my
What a surprise
Your friends in sheeps’ clothing
Have shed their disguise
I had a plan to crash into the night
Instead she crossed that line
What’s that bad taste in my mouth?
My, my, my
What a surprise
Your friends in sheeps’ clothing
Have shed their disguise
I had a plan to crash into the night
Instead I fed a lie
that’s that bad taste in my mouth
They keep a watchful eye from planes
To make sure your city’s safe and sound
They keep a watchful eye from planes
They put them up we’ll shoot them down
I had a plan to crash into the night
Not to be stood up!
So don’t call on me for your last call redemption
You temptation whore
Enough! Enough!!
You lied, you lied
Fake operation Sadie
You lied, you lied
Fake operation Sadie
It’s all wrong
There was never a prize in sight
So don’t call on me
Lotta people won’t get to sleep tonight
Lotta people won’t get to eat tonight
If we sift through the topsoil
We’ll make it better and better and
If we sift through the topsoil
How do I live
Before I exist
In this madman’s day by day?
With television walls to tuck me in
Television walls to tuck me in
While outside screams of poverty!
You feel time tickin’ away
Did you spend your better days in a comfortable haze?
Waste time tickin away
Do we deserve the very best things like dinner plates?
There’s a roach on the wall by the door where I pace
Done hitting the lines off of Ray Charles’ face
The last of the numbers are sweating out my pours
Momentums pushed my feet out from under me
I stare out the window while everyone sleeps
Like last night the last time we pardoned our self-control
I can kick a habit
Like she’ll kick me to the curb
And I’ll forget the message
When she forgets the words
I’m out of my mind,
Can’t live this life
If I can’t kick this habit
If I can’t kick this habit
I’m out of my mind
Can’t live this life
Can you help me find a reason?
The last thing she said right before she left
The last thing she said right before she left
We can’t make this better
Just go.
We’ll always be fighting and fighting and fighting and fighting
(In spirals)
Mix a highball with glass walls
Guilt with low-bars and dropped calls
Where did you sleep last night?
She’ll push a pen across a paper
Trying to come up with reasons why
She’ll push a pen across a paper
Until she comes up with something like…
We had it all in the beginning.
We had all kinds of rings and things she made the money.
But Rosie was the type to just lay the money down.
Drop it on another boy before she left town.
9 tracks by the jazz influenced ska-core group from New Orleans, LA.
These were recorded by Daniel Majorie and Chris George at the Living Room Studios in August 2008, mastered by Jason Ward in Chicago. These songs represent the past two years of this bands existence, more mature, more focused, and better musicianship. Album art work by Sean M. Self. Released on 12 inch vinyl, compact disc, and Free MP3 through Community Records. For fans of Blue Meanies, MU330, and Burning Spear
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released October 30, 2008
Recorded by Daniel Majorie and Chris George at the Living Room Studios in August 2008
Mastered by Jason Ward in Chicago.
supported by 5 fans who also own “The Last Minute”
fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309
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