Our towns are decaying at such rapid pace
Turn a blind eye
Insert another gentrified city/suburb
with a shopping mall
a tourist strip
and Caesar's resort
So when the markets crash
there will be no one left to revolt
The fear of losing everything
keeps us chained to:
Plasma screens, oil heat
We comply to survive?
Processed feed, apathy
Are we even alive?
If we lost everything, holy fuck, an honest try
For when the markets crash
there will be no one left to comply
credits
from Self-Destructs,
released May 6, 2009
Music and lyrics written by Robert A Beatty, Jr.
Best DIY songwriter this side of the universe :)
Mike is also in Ghostwrite band. He's the best organ player this side of the universe :) the Ghostwrite
Best hardcore band this side of the universe :)
Did some epic cross-county acoustic shows with Shawna and Brooks a pile of years ago. That was the best, too. the Ghostwrite
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