I Want You to Crowdsurf My Body at My Funeral

by Red Tank!

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1.
intro 01:56
2.
sovereignty 02:54
so give me some shitty sovereignty so give me some shitty sovereignty quarantine, quarantine quarantine, quarantine war. war. war. war. don’t give me that sweet sweet honey don’t promise me sweet sweet nothings don’t give your worst surprise don’t feed me those precious lies
3.
i was born in the ocean i was born in the sunlight white tapestries in hand tangerine thoughts sublime no worrying no worrying no worrying bout those rumblin clouds no worrying no worrying no worrying bout things crashing down in our island on the sea it’s so poignant not diseased there won’t be no rapture from the waves or the thereafter but one day lightning shock will melt our bones and grinding hell will wrench our core but now. there’s no worrying
4.
there is no fucking beach there is no fucking beach there is no fucking beach there is no fucking water take a fucking trident and fucking kill poseidon
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6.
the void 03:41
hold fast to the butter as it melts through your cold palms like a river into the ocean hold fast to the void as it melts through your cold palms like a river into the universe hold fast to the void hold fast, hold fast hold fast to the void as we drift into the universe we were drinking 40s out on the front lawn talking about what was important now we’re lightyears away talking about what isn’t we are all just waiting, we all just know it we are all just waiting to be put back together i am aware of you wrapped in your sweater so hold fast to the void
7.
you had it written in ugly black letters ‘cross your soul we only go downhill we run away in our own skin she couldn’t help but think our human lives are some cruel joke we’re only here long enough to know what we want then it erodes you’re just an empty and outdated shell the pitiful preserved remains i hope you’re happy with the way you wasted your life we only do the the things we can if survival means becoming as cold as ice then i don’t see the point
8.
13 demons 02:00
crash in like a cannonball coming in and taking off breaking rules and wrecking lawns until we sleep sleep sleep sleep thirteen demons runnin round in my head coming in like an atom bomb. can’t go on and can’t go off crushing pavement, breaking laws until we sleep sleep sleep sleep.
9.
better 03:35
from the cradle to the crypto-fascist goose-stepping in stupid glasses don’t know what’s worse anymore, being broke or being whored probably both, but i’m still fucked up guess i’m just a stupid fuckup i guess that it could be worse some days still wanna ride in that hearse and i guess it could be worse oh but it could be better, babe better, so much better it could be better, babe better, so much better you could fall from a 12-story window or be rich but still a widow you could abandon your four children or be broke but still with them and some days feel like we’re worlds apart and some days feel so close together and some days the wormhole could break open and somedays it could stay shut in another time in another place in another world in another space in another world in another world it could be better
10.
junkies 02:25
yesterday you died and i don’t know why yesterday you froze and god only knows the dreams that you’ve been having lately i guess that’s what happens when all your friends are junkies yesterday you drowned and i fell down the biggest hole i’ve ever been in yesterday you fell and i fell too i guess that’s just how it happens yesterday you moaned and then you croaked this fucking joke’s been going on for a quarter-century
11.
out of touch 02:52
everything feels so out of touch and every plan i’ve ever made has always turned to dust and it doesn’t matter no, never, never how fair the weather the handlebars on your old bike will always gather rust and everything fucking everything feels so out of touch seventeen years ago their child was born now where does she stand? there’s no one the sun has shone that will ever understand we walk this gauntlet and parade of faces and fools pass on by, just facades tighten your jacket: the breeze is cool now everything fucking everything feels so out of touch and every plan i’ve ever made has always turned to dust and it doesn’t matter no, never, never i’ll fair the weather.
12.
bones 03:19
i walked into the forest and it was there that i buried my bones i returned years later to discover that they were emanating the color of amber the color of butter they had become something so much better

credits

released June 18, 2015

Recorded at Audioconfusion
in Mesa, Arizona with Jalipaz Nelson

Art by
Anders Karlsson
Clipper Arnold
Sam Pesqueira
Solomon Bobinac

Music and Lyrics by Red Tank!

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Red Tank! is an autonomous war machine; jubilance against the face of extinction; harmony in chaos; dystopian punk; folk songs of the forsaken. redtank.org

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