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Killed Them All
01:05
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They take a knife but don’t take a life
You aim your gun into the night
And blast away without asking twice
We’re not feeling protected
A peaceful drive turned into fright
Flash the lights, pulled to the side
Pulled from the car and read their rights
With no fucking reason
This acronym is sometimes absolutely right.
A C A B; don’t tell me not to fight.
New learn from the old; it’s never gonna be alright.
Some good some bad; but most don’t have to die
You aim your gun into the night
And blast away without asking twice
He con’t breath; holding too tight.
For no fucking reason.
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2. |
Set Up to Fail
01:45
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Born and raised taught to hate and learned to fight.
Daddy left, Mommy drank. No choices left in life.
Fend for yourself; live by yourself. Out on the streets.
No where to turn. No one to pick you back up your feet.
Turn to drink; turn to drug. Been this way for too long.
Daddy’s dead; Mom blames herself. Can’t say she’s wrong.
But worse still, you could change and take control.
You have a choice to make amends. It’s not your fault.
Story’s the same; history repeats. We can’t we learn?
We should see the same patterns at every turn.
A different year; a different place; a different name.
A different drink; a different drug, but always the same.
When you’ve grown you look back and think “why me?”
It’s how you’re raised, how you’re brought up. Can you find peace?
You blame your past. You blame your anyone, but yourself.
But you have a choice; change your fate; ask for help.
Set up to fail. We’re born to die.
But you’re in charge of your own life.
Set up to fail. We’re born to die.
But you’re in charge of your own life.
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3. |
There's One I in Win
02:17
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Reach out for help but no one is there
Out on a ledge with a chill in the air
Calm down, it’s not the end for me.
Circle pit in the crowd in my mind
Thoughts swirl around and I can’t find the time.
Stage dive; taking flight; I’m free.
Then I look up into the lights. All these hands hold me up; it all seems fine but I
Can’t breath, accept for these sighs
Down deep, I know I’m alright, but I
Can’t see past this disguise.
I wear a fake face so everyone thinks that I am alright.
Fuck this, I’ll just do it myself.
Nice to my face but my back's got no help.
True friends? This can’t be what they see.
Circle pit in the crowd in my mind
Thoughts swirl around and I can’t find the time.
Stage dive; taking flight; I’m free.
Then I look up into the lights. All these hands hold me up; it all seems fine but I
Can’t breath, accept for these sighs
Down deep, I know I’m alright, but I
Can’t see past this disguise.
I wear a fake face so everyone thinks that I am alright.
Fuck you. I’m fine.
Fuck you. I’m fine.
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4. |
Gotta Change
02:44
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This doesn’t feel right.
To open up the portal might..
..take us back to that one night
When all of this went to fuckin shite
I can’t even remember what real life feels like.
I can’t even remember who’s to blame.
Somethings gotta change
Cause nothing feels the same
If only we could turn back the clock and realize where we went wrong.
Somethings gotta change.
Humans of earth have all the same plight.
trying to survive this mortal life.
If we come together then we just might.
reunite on the other side.
I can’t even remember what real life feels like.
I can’t even remember who’s to blame.
Somethings gotta change
Cause nothing feels the same
If only we could turn back the clock and realise where we went wrong.
Somethings gotta change.
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Run for it Marty!
02:10
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Run for it Marty!
Oh god they found me
I don't know how, but they found me
Oh Marty
They wanted me to make a bomb
Fuelled by illegal plutonium
In turn I gave them a shoddy bomb casing full of pinbal machine parts
What did I tell you? 88 miles per hour,
Temporal displacement occurred at 1:02am
Christ almighty! You disintegrated Einstien.
Calm down Marty. I didn't disintegrate anything
Einstien and the car or completely intact.
Run for it Marty!
Oh god they found me
I don't know how, but they found me
Oh Marty
They wanted me to make a bomb
Fuelled by illegal plutonium
In turn I gave them a shoddy bold casing of pinball machine parts
This is heavy duty doc, does it run on regular gasoline.
Unfortunately no, it requires a little more kick.
Wait a minute are you telling me this sucker is nuclear?
No this sucker is electrical, nut I need a nuclear reaction
To generate the 1.21 gigawatts.
Run for it Marty!
Oh god they found me
I don't know how, but they found me
Oh Marty
They wanted me to make a bomb
Fuelled by illegal plutonium
In turn I gave them a shoddy bomb casing of pinball machine parts
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Broken From the Inside
01:52
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We mill about in this meagre existence.
Fear for our lives. There's no assistance.
Hoping for hope; can we change?
With leaders like this, All I feel is rage.
Eyes down; afraid to look up.
Taught to conform; can’t even see the cup.
They feed us lies and deny the truth.
It’s the fault us us all; these leaders we choose.
Realise you can't
Stand by; not react
We need a vote for change
Or by our throats we'll hang
I see a future compromised by all this hate and lies
If we could see past the deception we could choose to better our lives
The system we use to determine our leaders
is broken from the inside.
The system we use to determine who feeds us
is broken from the inside.
The system we use to determine what ails us
is broken from the inside.
The system we use to determine what heals us
is broken from the inside.
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Conflicted
02:51
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I’m not a monster. But I’m not always the nicest type.
I feel alright now. But yesterday felt like the end of the line.
I take my picture. Just so I can look at myself.
I change my picture. To hide my face from everyone else
I love myself and hate myself both at the same time.
Please look at me; don’t look at me. I’m not the same kind.
Conflicted. Conflicted.
Conflicted. Conflicted.
Got no emotion. At least it seems like it on the outside.
The friends that know me, don’t really know me all of the time.
I’m not a monster. But I’m not always the nicest type.
I feel alright now. But yesterday felt like the end of the line.
I love myself and hate myself both at the same time.
Please look at me; don’t look at me. I’m not the same kind.
Conflicted. Conflicted.
Conflicted. Conflicted.
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8. |
Inner Revolution
03:29
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Why are we always trying to hate one another?
Feels like a big fuckin waste of time.
You and me ain’t really different from each other.
When you take a good look deep inside.
And I find...
We’re not born this way. We can only be taught to hate.
There’s always another way. It’s your choice to make.
... and If you try, you might find, an inner revolution.
True change only comes from the inside.
Protest and violence will only get us so far.
United in this tunnel we could see a bright light.
To unlearn mistakes of our past is so hard.
These are thick scars...
We’re not born this way. We can only be taught to hate.
There’s always another way. It’s your choice to make.
... and If you try, you might find, an inner revolution.
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9. |
Old Fat Skater
01:55
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I’m an old fat skater
I'll See ya later
Going down town lookin like a potater...
On four wheels.
What’s the deal?
Can barely Ollie up a curb without an old man grunt
When I was only 16 I could disaster slide a handrail
And take a fall without needing a rest
Now I need to stretch or I'll get a cramp in my leg
Now I need pick my skate to cross the street
Got big soft wheels so I don't get killed by a pebble
I’m an old fat skater
I'll See ya later
Going down town lookin like a potater...
On four wheels.
What’s the deal?
If I tried a kick flip now, I'd probably break a friggin ankle
Oh those days of dropping in are way long gone, cause if I did
I'd probably have quite a few less teeth
Don't get me wrong, I still like to wear my thrasher shirt and Vans hi-tops
Old man poseur level unlocked
Hit the park at 5am to avoid the young dickheads
I'm an old fat skater
I remember Gator
Hokus Pokus, sick boys, and public domain
We're some of my favourite
VHS tapes
After I smashed my face I could never skate the same again
I’m an old fat skater
I'll See ya later
Going down town lookin like a potater...
On four wheels.
What’s the deal?
After I smashed my face I could never skate the same again
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10. |
T.O.T.D.
02:34
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In the late nineties I knew you as Thursdays.
Tim and Speakeasy played the first show.
It turned into Logan’s Pub, tavern of the damned.
The best punk rock shows in all of Vancouver island.
Can’t even count shows that I saw there.
Probably played as many as I saw.
Left pocket dead, black Jaw, and Class of 1984.
I was lucky to share that stage with such great friends.
Logan’s Pub, tavern of the damned.
I can’t believe your doors have closed, never to open again.
There will never be another quite like you my friend.
You will be missed, tavern of the damned.
The heart of Victoria’s punk rock community.
Esther and Tyler put on the best shows.
Jake’s rad posters were always plastered all over the town.
Move the pool table back; it's gonna be a great show.
I’ve been away too long and missed the last days
Wish I could still go to Logan’s for a show.
Could only read about the gigs, thinkin I’ll be back one day.
I still miss that more than you’ll ever know.
Logan’s Pub, tavern of the damned.
I can’t believe your doors have closed, never to open again.
There will never be another quite like you my friend.
You will be missed, tavern of the damned.
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Can we give this some context?
This fight’s not about a protest,
Or the right to simply remain.
It’s how we got here in the first place.
Not an invite and no handshake.
Genocide is not a trade.
White priveledge still destroying lives, and I’m ashamed to say…
We seem to pretend it didn’t happen. But it happened. Weren’t we supposed to change?
We still teach the next generation; that we’re all happy. But, weren’t we supposed to change?
Fighting just to have the same rights.
A futile fight.
White man wins again.
We claim to raise awareness.
Then the week after we just forget.
A hashtag won’t bring change.
White priveledge still destroying lives, and I’m ashamed to say…
We seem to pretend it didn’t happen. But it happened. Weren’t we supposed to change?
We still teach the next generation; that we’re all happy. But, weren’t we supposed to change?
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12. |
Not Giving Up
02:18
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Even when the sun is setting on this dying planet, I still have hope, I still look ahead.
The war, disease, our own governments; they knock us down. Let’s learn from our past and our mistakes. Stop living with regret.
Even though you tell me that we’re all doomed, I’ll try to fight it.
Cause I’m not giving up.
Even though you tell me that our fate is sealed, I’ll try to fight it.
Cause I’m not giving up.
Everyday we’re bombarded by the constant fake news. Wanna kill the radio, kill the tv, kill em all.
Just once I want someone to tell me that we’re all gonna be okay, but that’s so fuckin far away.
Even though you tell me that we’re all doomed, I’ll try to fight it.
Cause I’m not giving up.
Even though you tell me that our fate is sealed, I’ll try to fight it.
Cause I’m not giving up.
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Mike McKinnon Nottingham, UK
I dig rock ‘n roll, but I ain’t cool. I’ve played in numerous punk bands over the past 25 years. My most recent endeavours being lead singer for the metal band Wraith, bass player for the punk band NOOSE, and playing guitar for The Hip Priests. Flying solo with this, trying the acoustic thing, doing originals and some covers.. ... more
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