Red-faced flatulent men
With perfectly coifed toupees
Wipe their asses with c-notes
And wag their puckered peckers at the sweaty masses
While their collective gasses erode the ozone
Wealth trickles down from their ruptured colostomy bags
Soaking us below with their corruption
While we bicker and wonder,
"Where did we go wrong?"
While we bicker and wonder,
"Where did we go wrong?"
While we bicker and wonder,
"Where did we go wrong?"
While we bicker and wonder,
"Where did we go wrong?"
Wolves in well-pressed wool
Sharp-dressed shark-toothed men
Selling us the fucking lie
Of permanent prosperity
Of security through endless war
The sex and violence of the American dream
And the value of the golden rule:
"He who has the gold
Makes the rules"
"He who has the gold
Makes the rules"
"He who has the gold
Makes the rules"
"He who has the gold
Makes the rules"
Cut the cords to your golden parachutes
Cut the cords to your golden parachutes
Cut the cords to your golden parachutes
Cut the cords and jump
Jump you fucking pigs
Jump you fucking pigs
Jump you fucking pigs
Jump you fucking corporate pigs
The Los Angeles outfit, led by Keir Gilchrist of "Atypical" fame, barrel through six molten-hot death-metal tracks with reckless abandon. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 29, 2020
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