*LYRICS:* *1. LIVE WITH IT:* Fuck off No Future Chased down to death Born with no power and pain in my chest Livin' off welfare I'll witness the end I won't die fighting Nothing to defend Say your prayers and live with it We'll soon be dead None of this will matter Later under the flowers Parasitic shit-eaters We'll soon be dead Do us all one better and get under the flowers I live fast at night by day I lose battles wearing stains on my clothes that spell out "I ain't shit" In this pigsty I lay in Flags come unravelled Far worse than all crime I'd ever commit Every single officer You'll soon be dead Do us all one better and get under the flowers Grinning bloody idiots We'll soon be dead They hide it in our drugs... *2. CERTAIN DOOM:* I was raised in modern time dumbfuck walking. desperate rhyme Fat ass lazy; drunk off wine I watch your dance and watch you climb All through a thin wet film of grime All this fun just warps my mind It don't quit Fuck this shit I taste the cancer in my food But I still eat it... Too drunk to read the news today Bleed out my yellow teeth decay I like the way your body tastes I watch it burn. You watch me gray My oath to stay cool until the grave It's all fucked up! It's gone my way! It don't quit Fuck this shit I taste the cancer in my food But I still eat it... I am numb to certain doom I don't care *3. FATAL DISEASE PART II:* Quarantine poorly Who's gonna die?! Psycho centrist business man Don't spill his blood or oil He'd rather see the common man Shed his mortail coil Crematory burning fast Breathing in dead nurses ash If you're out on your own And you're born to the class You saw the failures of country In the year of the mask Paranoid on the floor of my room Your dead father's stored like gas station food A new disease. Pray you're lucky. I don't wanna die in a crowded hospital intubated *4. WHO BUILT THE CAMPS/CONVENIENCE:* Who built the camps? Divided by race Mural inside of a presidents face Family gets stolen Low grade value meat Flies, lice, and migrants Shackled their feet In detention Face the nation Caged migration So much for "never again" *CONVENIENCE:* Don't die or get boring to me Rest in Peace Someone that I used to know It's drugs or family That'll eat you away Settle down and reap what you sow Life with a lover Looking that way The way that string cheese smells It's arrogant to start a family Your kids can go to jail! It's convenient Beaten, trained and housebroken *5. OBSESSED:* Why's the state hunt out in the cold? Sanctioned ku klux street patrol It shows they never gave a fuck! Statues falling. Stations burning. I'm obsessed with the unrest. Fire sprawling. Tear gas crawling. I'm obsessed with the unrest. Structures falling. Cop car burning. I'm obsessed with the unrest Tear Gas Coughing. LRAD squalling I'm obsessed with the unrest Riot every night somewhere in the USA Is this my real life or a revenge fantasy? Statues falling. Thousands marching Take the news man off TV Structures falling. Nature calling Blood in the fucking street When the hate is felt this strong pressures built up decades long It grows and invigorates us Fuck the cops Statutes falling. Flags are burning I'm obsessed with the unrest Destruction calling. Bloodied crawling I'm obsessed with the unrest Tear gas coughing. LRAD squalling I'm obsessed with the unrest Sidewalk watching; windows dropping I'm obsessed with the unrest When they give nothing but shit No more patience. Fucking pissed We know they've stolen too much *6. SECURITY CAMERA:* Everything's fine as far as I can tell Take medication and it never works out Depression is my logical stance No irrational fears Just a desperate plea... All my possessions get taken from me... I never did have any grace or stealth They all reckon that I don't act myself Seems I'm caught in a security camera No matter where you go, you're in someone else's custody! I was never much for mental health I never wanted to kill myself But if I don't in a couple years It'll be too hot and all the animals will die And all the people will die And all the streams will die And all the gods will die Die *7. COLLAPSE:* What we have is vulnerable And death follows collapse Nature is pure violence I believe in violence *8. O.D.'ED AND DIED:* Skull falls to the floor of an opium den All that you love who are called to the shit Never expects to fall victim to it I sit in mourning I can't hear your name Someone found you there Needle in your vein Never did know How to fix our shit And then it got too dark To find any of it Now you're gone. I have to stay This fucked addiction took your place I saw your eyes sink in your head First you changed and now your dead Junkies sweat stigma Ghosts rise from foil You'll find the best friends (Rot in the soil) *9. ACTIVE AGGRESSION:* You shut your fucking mouth Voice I detest I aim my piss down your self interest and no, I didn't vote in your fake election Violence solves everything Your dispossession Active Aggression Stay the fuck away from me Active Aggression I'll kick your fucking teeth in Active Aggression Stay the fuck away from me Active Aggression Fuck you! I gotta sharp knife that I taught your name Your fucking stories change I stay the same There is no passion in my rage that's skewed I want blood on your shitty tattos Can't run in hide in no cheap motel I don't shoot to run I shoot to kill you *10. PALM OF MY HAND:* Blood starts to pool in the palm of my hand Intrusive thoughts fucking ruined my plans! I can't contact God; both drunk off our ass He torments me senseless and calls me a rat ...No, but I really could Like I really should I don't think I could... ...Like I really should But I really could But I don't think I could... Paranoid arrests paralyzed excess Paranoid, oppressed paralyzed Repressed Paranoid depressed paralyzed regressed...
First heard of Iron Lung (the band, I guess?/not da label) from seeing a guy at the Goodwill Bins/Outlet in Vancouver Washington years ago. 2013 maybe? Used to skate there from 7 miles away and then back again. Then realized from KBOO Life During Waytime (punk radio show - indie - since the mid-90s - magical turn-the-dial find in suburbia/I DONT W@NT YER/OUR/OR/OAR ZEE 1!Hundread BOYBANDS N.E. F>ING LONGER) that this label was releasing a lot of cool stuff. Years before before that, leaving Killed By Death comps on girls (wrong neighbors porches) porches. Anyway, we like you, you're alright. Stay hard. Send to Duane Peters. Maybe he'll Sten(steal) on car? More than Sid Viscous / KLASH. Play gigs at the abandoned/toxic/never torn town Everyday Music on Sandy Boulevard or Lloyd Center abandonED space. Electric Chair = ruling every day, which way. Never quit, lonely punks, lonely streets. MUCH LOVE FROM NE PDX (empty days, dreams and everything else). See y'all in hell 🏴☠🧷💉🔗🗑🔒🪖🕶♥🔥🍺💣👍
Totally SICK! As a washington native this brings me back to the 80's when there was a ton of great bands from here. And even though none of them sounded at all alike, they all had that NW sound that every band had. if you've been around a while you know what i mean. And not to say these guys have that sound, but they're damn good.
I would say it lacks the classic NWHC sound of depressive chord progressions and gloomy production but it does sound like a nice mix of classic early 80s American HC
A step up on Performative Justice and Social Capital didn’t seem possible. They did that and then some. Best band going by a mile. Can’t wait til this gets the wider release it deserves so more can take notice.
