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Dead Dogs

by FVCK MOUNTAIN

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1.
Repatriate 01:55
The cycle starts anew A fresh invasion, the latest wave Let's get The Boys back together again White Australia's made a comeback We've got an election to win Never undersell the power of common fear Stoic, defending every mile of parched earth Inch-by-inch we push them back Make them wish they never left It's a simple trade: Ease of mind for unquestioned faith Resolute, repatriate Human life comes after state Offshore, a nameless man waits branded, despondent Accusation hangs heavier than head His name and pigment sets apart Chastised for fleeing death Locked up, a prisoner between the lines A slave in a free state Sub-human shoulders bear the weight Used by their captors, to win their race
2.
Remember the days behind your desk? You knew the answers but would only raise your hand after someone else Life seems a lot like that, Passing the ball to those in charge Diffusing responsibility We are taught that it all came to a head With the guilty thirty-eight But it gets ever deeper, Ever more disturbing It all came to a head with the guilty thirty-eight How often have I witnessed wrong and stood idle? Believing to intervene was not my place It is disturbing when I, the witness, Needs an alibi
3.
It used to be I could walk into this room, A part of something; trusted, not duty-bound But something changed It became more than comfort or the mouths you feed Big business was not the goal Your passion turned to greed Good intentions cashed in / sold out All eyes on the bottom line. But when it boils down to trust, Just sign it all away Burn everything that you loved on the dotted line Do it now It has become blatantly obvious My love for this life will end at the bottom of this page.
4.
Dead Air 04:22
Lead us, man of many words Your earthly wisdom is a shining beacon to us all Tell us again how you would change everything for the better Everything in black and white How comforting it must be to know everything is black and white
5.
Already Lost 03:42
I can't believe I used to feel so strongly about my right to be indignant over a self-inflicted curse Our leaders are raised by our families Taught in our schools and churches This is the best that we can do Yet of course we're outraged when nothing comes our way Misrepresented, like we were lied to all along We only have ourselves to blame Caught up in the non-issues we create Our best and brightest fall short again The failed leaders of our fucking failed state But where are we? We're at the malls, at the office, at our universities, Believing that we'll make a change In our schools, at our churches Vowing not to tread this path again Living day by day, we do nothing Day after day, still doing nothing A false dichotomy A cage fed unity Given the choice, I'd choose none May the best man win, We've already lost.
6.
Red Note 02:59
I'll let you run me to the ground wrap your hands around my throat, ring me out I'll be your lap dog For meagre fucking change I can't afford to lose this Out there there's nothing left Punch in / punch out Each week gets longer Keeps drawing out Blurring the lines between work and friendship A personal extortion A pledge to remain Subservient to the red note Punch in / punch out Each week gets longer Grinds me down Life rushes by, Pushing me aside I could never hope to keep up I could never keep up with it all I've found my place in the world Laying amongst the other dead dogs
7.
Violence 02:46
Let the record state: I'm for letting kids be kids The sincere hit and miss, their passion excuses all But I draw the line at this misogynist, chauvinist lack of human depth. These idols no better than the ‘whores’ that they berate Unable to express their rage without making threats Let the record state: aesthetic counts for nothing Nor misplaced anger, Nor violence, for violence sake These idols no better than the 'whores' that they berate. But this is the climate in which we exist Play it slow and loud kid, you'll make it big

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released October 2, 2014

Dead Dogs 2014

Drums recorded by Matt Cook with assistance from Sam Saljooghi.
Vocals recorded by Mark Perry @ Empire Studios.
All other recording by Matt Cook.
Mixed by Matt Cook
Mastered by Brad Boatright @ Audiosiege.

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Hardcore punk five piece from Brisbane, AUS.

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