released 01 July 2010
Andy Sadoway - drums, vocals, Jenny Dowty - bass, vocals, Ben Potrykus - guitar, vocals. Songs written by Ben Potrykus. Recorded by Jerry MacDonald at The Shop in Weymouth, MA. Mastered by Aardvark. Cover art by Lenora Symczak, insert by Ben Potrykus. 2010 Aurora7Records.
we’re not unemployed,
we’re just men of leisure
waitin on a handout
from this gov’t seizure
to make honest men of bankers, we know,
all you needs some guns:
you can hand em over or you can shoot em,
it’s the same either one.
now we’re broke and we’re angry,
ready to make some enemies,
nothing to say to no one.
if we’re the unwashed masses,
then what’s happened in the D.O.C?
i dunno if it’s blood but im damn sure
that no one’s hands are clean
they put their foot in their mouth,
head in sand, and try to run away.
kid i aint no doctor, but i’m not sure
that it works that way.
who’s speakin truth to power
till justice flows like water
when they got nothing to say?
the Census came calling
i said ‘hey man whats this all about?’
said ‘i’m not sure we matter,
so i dunno why we should count.’
ask any citizen-soldier
how he knows who’s who.
as for truth, the best that you can do
is hope that someone votes like he shoots.
Track Name: Creep Stuff
we were born into homes our parents found.
no one can blame us for eating our way out.
now i’ve fallen, and i can’t give up.
i want to know why and how it happened.
even Saturn kept his halo, or at least his rings,
when devouring his children.
but things are different now—i just can’t keep em down.
i keep throwing up spitting vomiting while offing my offspring.
it’s not what i wanted.
what i wanted was to never fall at all,
but they said it’s over.