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They say they have compassion
Just not in their backyards
They’ve got theirs already
So what if things are hard
For others
Small Town Tyrants (X4)
They don’t want rent control
And then vote against new housing
Creating homelessness that they don’t want to see
They say they care but just not anywhere
Too close to their homes
Their comfortable homes
Because they’re
Small Town Tyrants (X4)
They form a citizens task force
That fights to keep this town
Entrenched in phony 1950s Nostalgia
They run for city council
They say they’re independent
Then speak in dog whistles
When they say “Oakland”
They mean “Black”
Being polite is more important
Than being decent human beings
It’s more rude to call out racists than to be one
They just have different opinions
Why can’t you just respect that?
Can’t we all just be more positive?
If you call them out one more time
I’ll ban you from our happy little facebook group!
Small Town Tyrants (X4)
When they hear Black Lives Matter
They say that all lives do
And then they fly the flag
For only lives of blue
They say that they’re not racist
Always with a disclaimer
Profiling everyone
On facebook groups
And NextDoor
Small Town Tyrants (X4)
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This could be the last song I ever write.
Because after tonight
This all could be be outlawed by executive order
If you’re caught making music you’ll be sent to the border
Slave labor building walls for a madman
Let’s face it, things are getting bad, man
zero to hitler in 5 seconds flat
And if you don’t believe that
Then you might just be an asshat
Tiny hands tear apart lives to feed the ego
Of a dickless narcissist orange faced cheeto
while deplorables sit by and cheer
And the rest of us wonder how can this happen here
They make excuses for genocide by cop
Racism runs rampant, it’s never gonna stop
The nazis crawled out from under the rocks
They’re worse than the jocks
In school if your were a punk
makes me want to get drunk
Or shoot junk
Or just flee in the trunk
Of a car
Going far
Out of here
From the fear
And anxiety crushing my psyche
I might be
Going crazy
My thoughts getting hazy
I’d rather be lazy
Than fighting dictators and haters
Like Ralph Nader fighting Darth Vader
But I can’t take a break
Because the stakes
They’re so high
So many died
for our freedom
So we’ve got to beat ‘em
With sticks and stones
And fists and bones
Our words fly higher than drones
And topple gold thrones
Smashing their towers
And taking their powers
And laughing about all of Trump’s golden showers
From Russian whores
They’re trying to start wars
Around the world
Their chaos is unfurled
Meant to distract from the act
Of mass theft
Bereft
Of conscience
It’s only money that matters
Communities shattered
To line their pockets
And fill their dockets
Imprisoning millions
While making their billions
Troops deployed
Lives destroyed
And all for fucking what?
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Pestilence
03:21
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Stay the hell inside
Wear your goddamn mask
Stay six feet apart
Wash your fucking hands
We must be stronger
To flatten the curve
We can get through this
If we get serious
This is not an infringement of your stupid rights
This is survival
Don’t spread misinformation
Ignore conspiracies
Never listen to Donald Trump
Listen to doctors and medical professionals instead
Don’t have your friends over
Get your dinner to go
Don’t go to parties
Until it’s safe to go
Don’t be a selfish American
Think about others
We don’t have to die
We all can survive
Just do the right thing
And don’t be a dick
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Seventh Slumber
07:48
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Restful sleep eludes me as the days just flow together. Mental health already wasn’t great under a deeply flawed capitalist healthcare system, now its limits pushed even further by a global pandemic mismanaged by a corrupt an inept government. Now it’s a full on crisis. Everything is a crisis. Isolation. Air pollution from a state on fire. An upcoming election with dire consequences globally and locally. Is this even real life anymore?
Existential dread
Stuck inside my head
Thrashing in my bed
I’ll sleep when I’m dead
Our very survival has been politicized. One side rational and the other living in a complete fantasy world determined to drive us to extinction under the auspices of freedom while they simultaneously lick the boots out authoritarianism. Maybe we really deserve extinction. Perhaps as a species we’ve simply run our course.
Plague is everywhere
Fires choke the air
Life is so unfair
I don’t even care
So much is at stake
Bonds begin to break
Mind and body ache
Icing on the cake
So here we sit on the brink of life or death, freedom or fascism, working ourselves to death for crumbs no matter what happens. How are you feeling? I’m just great! Now if only I could get some sleep.
Patience growing thin
Fascism creeps in
Our societal sin
Toss it in the bin
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Suburban Death March Alameda, California
A solo recording project born in the plague years by a suburban dad in the East Bay. Sometimes heavy and doomy, often proggy, occasionally soundtrack-y or mellow, but always weird.
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