released December 24, 2020

People featured on this compilation:

Allan Saul Nigri
Mystic Wind (Guitar)
Scary Air (Guitar)
Plants and Shit in E Minor (Guitar)
The Garden (Guitar)
Las Rosas (Guitar)
Quarantine Song (Guitar)
New House Energy (Guitar)
Tiff Tax (Guitar)
Expecting Bananas (Guitar)

Jack Douglas
We Will Live (Bass)

Josh Soria
Beezow and the Shrimphead (Bass)
Sumarongi (Drums)
Deer Island (Guitar)
Anti-Dolphin Propaganda (Drums)
Rainy Unit the Jam (Guitar)
Come Fortress (Bass)

Danniel De La Cruz
We Are Machine (Drums)
Beezow and the Shrimphead (Drums)
Sumarongi (Bass)
Anti-Dolphin Propaganda (Bass)
Come Fortress (Drums)
Vorus & A Curse (Drums)

== Lyrics ==

We Will Live

Without love, there is no hate
Without terrible, there is no great
Without me, without you
Without the very last thing I can do

We will live x4

Without day, there is no night
Without peace, there is no fight
Without the preacher, without the school
Without the big man coming after you

We will live x4

Yeah the people, the people will live
yeah the people will live x4

Mystified, I see
A different part of me
My humanity
We will live

Without love, there is no hate
Without apathy, there is no fate
Without kings, without war
Without the need, the need for something more

We will live x4


We Are Machine

Queen
Gasoline
If the Earth could speak,
It would scream
We are machine
Living in a fossil fever dream
Smokescreen
Blinded by industry, reign supreme

Hide
Cyanide
Speaks for me while silent
Mind your pride
Gaiacide
Zombie reefs, undead forests change your mind
Alkaline
Unnatural but it's never been a crime


John Lemon

I'm going to lead a former life
Said John Lemon to his wife
She said bring a souvenir for me
John Lemon laughed and said I'll bring three

Hey man where you goin with that guitar
He said to me not very far
There's a creek down where I like to jam
That's my bag man, that's who I am

And then he laid it down

I'm going to be a normal man
Said John Lemon to his band
They said let us know what it's like
Just don't stop playin that guitar

Alright

Too slow!

Oh, John Lemon's got it made
His old guitar still getting played
He goes down to his favorite creek
Usually two or three times a week

Years will pass and things may change
Sometimes familiar sometimes strange
John Lemon is still singing his song
Won't you come down and sing along?

It goes like


Employed/Destroyed

Say, how would you like
To work a while for me
I don't have to know
If you are what we need

And I really don't care
About worker quality
If you know one of us, well goddamn
That's good enough for me

Get to work now!

Employed! Destroyed! x4


Come on Down

Come on down
See how your friends are made
Come on down
Have a seat in the shade

Come on down
With each other, we're alright
Come on down
Revolution's not a one man fight

Come on down
See how your friends are made
Come on down
Have a seat in the shade

Come on down
See how it's all the same
Come on down
Tell me your mother's name


FMFY

Fuck me, fuck you


Too Fast/Too Slow

Waiting for the posters to fall
Come and grow as the plants grow tall
My mind goes where I am unable
Silence at the empty table

Wake up to a calendar dance
Seems nice from a window glance
Long arm moving too fast, too free for me
A stranger's all I can see

Right now
Too slow
Right here
Oh no

Time doesn't care about your long, long hair

Right then
Too fast
Oh when
Will it last?

This is gonna leave a mark
Are you ready for the dark?


I Don't Care

I don't care about the things that never mattered
I don't care about the mirrors that I shattered
If you give me bad luck, well tough shit, I'll work it out
Don't need to be reminded of the things that I don't care about

Don't care about perfect ads on TV screens
Don't care about celebrities and magazines
All I ever wanted was some fucking time alone
But I got tailored ads for fast food on my phone

I don't care about awards that I don't get to choose
Don't care about ten thousand dollar tennis shoes
It leaves me feeling empty and alone, I know it's not just me
Who needs a break from living in a corporate horror b movie

I cannot overstate the need I have to share my apathy
Towards unimportant bullshit with a superficial quality
Collective vampire content always robs me of my energy
Don't care, don't want, don't like, don't love, don't need
Fuck!


The Flawless Haul

Never before
A crew had ignored
The rule of the pirate lord

Sinking their ship
The hull starts to drip
Fire and blunder be gripped

Beard Beard would fly
From cannon sky high
Gunpowder keg in his eye

Drunk Chunk would swig
Locked in the brig
Dancing a mighty fine jig

Zoidbeard would gab
And dance like a crab
A fish on the stove he did grab

And Banana Bill
Seeking a thrill
Armed with a fruit, he would kill

Known were they true
'Cross ocean blue
Seeking out treasure from you

So come one and all
To hear tales tall
Of the crew of the Flawless Haul