DON'T BE SO CRUEL

by Something Fierce

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released 12 April 2011

Guitar, Vocals, and Songs by S.Garcia / Bass, Vocals by Niki Sevven / Drums by Andrew Keith.

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Track Name: DON'T BE SO CRUEL
There is distortion in the distance
We need humanity not henchmen
If sincerity's a curse
What comes is what's deserved
Don't get confused

I see unkindness in the vision
Sarcastic words without the wisdom
Intelligent decay, mostly full of shit today
So change the tune

Don't be so cruel
It's okay if you don't wanna be nice
But all that hate is gonna find you
Track Name: WHAT WE NEED NOW
You couldn't fit your worries in a pocket
While the cowboy with the money buys the market
It's a pressure exhausting on the ground
Empty desks to spare them the expense
CEO's fuck prostitutes on holiday weekends
It's a pressure exhausting on the ground

It's got me minding stock for the trading thieves
I'd hit the road but they own the streets
The wealthy few that own the laws we write

Symbol of a monetary goal
Some outweigh humanity and they let the rest fall
It's a pressure exhausting on the ground
Elevated crooks refuse to yield
No politics are strong enough to heal
It's a pressure exhausting on the ground

It's got me minding stock for the trading thieves
I'd hit the road but they own the streets
The wealthy few that own the laws we write
Sucking up the air we breathe
I write the song but they change the beat
The wealthy few obsessed with holding lives

When we grow accustomed to hate and greed
We're selling our future away
The shadow market man is praying for apathy
What we need now ain't coming today
These fevered egos never fade
Track Name: FUTURE PUNKS
What will become of future punks
Who took careers and stole the sounds
There won't be placement at the top
The business sheds another pound

I need to find another job
All bets are off and when this fails
At least I won't be at the top
I'll be a cautionary tale

Two empty pockets, fistful of nothing
I can see through this world
Can't stand for something
Then leave

What will become of future punks

Remember when the music spoke
But now it always tends to scream
All that I see is empty hate
No one can tell me what it means

And now I'm told the music's dead
When records never move from shelves
But we're still getting what we want
So we can only blame ourselves

What will become of future punks
Track Name: AFGHANI SANDS
We got missiles guided toward the Afghani man
Our USGS told of fortune in the wind
Pashtunis fastened on to peace upheld with flames
There can't be love inside a stone that's filled with hate

It's in the bloodline of Afghani sands

Bestill insurgent arms and face militia rule
There's nothing left for them to learn so close the schools
How can their daughters find a voice above a god
No hope for the matriarchs that all the sons forgot

It's in the bloodline of Afghani sands

I heard the bomb from two worlds away
We can't protect when all we do is devastate
Track Name: BEFORE YOU RAISED THE GUN
I know why they're cruel, man
Because they're lost
Dehumanizing rules
When his blood is poured across

Some will squander lives in this city
Because all they know is how to steal
Prison bound two days the county
Looking too dark to get a deal

Some get set down
Some will settle down

The father met his son
With a broken rib
Street smart immigrant
Class war on the beat again

Some will lose their lives in this city
Because all they know is how to kill
Prison bound still prays in the county
The hustler knows that god will heal

Some get set down
Some will settle down

How hard did you try to outrun
Before you raised the gun
Track Name: WHEN YOU HURT
Girl you always hide beneath
But I know what's in your head
You can't push those painful memories
That I know are in your brain

In the past
When it hurt you
I couldn't be
There to help
No it ain't gone
But when you hurt
You're not alone

All you fought
I know you thought
That you'd be better dead
Well it's been ten years since the razor cut
And that didn't work the way you sought
So I called and let you know I cared

I gotta get you at the right time
Track Name: GHOSTS OF INDUSTRY
Something's wrong with
This international zone
Maquila born of dirt
Give work and mechanical hum

Media freeze
At international zones
Maquila girl gets murdered
They know but nothing ever gets done

Victims unknown
A name will never come cheap
Too many faces gone
They are the ghosts of industry

Third world at work
On the factory line
What's good for theirs
Ain't good for mine
I heard you have to be rich to be right

KFZ
Watch the IMF crush the PNP
Kington's funky soul ain't enough
To get out of this cheat

I know someone's in the pocket
Behind the free trade market
Air for sale, projections fail
Just privatize and profit

Victims unknown
A name will never come cheap
You're gonna face this ghost
Like an American arm on a Mexican street

Third world at work
On the factory line
What's good for theirs
Ain't good for mine

I don't wanna be rich to be right
Don't wanna be cured to be white
Same blood but stirred this time

Country first before you eat
A global scheme is on repeat
It's for your health
If you never sleep
There's no waking up
Track Name: ALIENS TWO
You must have known me all the time
I was an alien when Roky wrote the line

I was an alien

If there's a god it did me right
This little alien did not deserve a life with you

I was an alien

You didn't leave when tears awoke
Please be the one, the one
I'd like to take you home with me

You were an alien
Track Name: BAD CHOICE
Stayed in bed until cob webs grew
Couldn't fake the attitude
I don't know what gave the impression
That chemicals could cure depression

Sign of the times or a jobless wonder
Been six years since the plant went under
Children play, he gets annoyed
Tried to be a dad

It was a bad choice

Got a call from an ugly friend
The one that sold him heroin
Not an enterprising man
Played the game
Took a chance

Thirty days non stop drug running
Cops were out the pressure humming
Rotten gut and nerves undone
Those tiny veins could burst

It was a bad month

Some people are never gonna get it
His own wife found him plain pathetic
Nowhere town a nowhere place
Life below the urban pace

I'd say there's hope but that'd be lying
His death won't be worth the crying
Mother will for what she's done
Didn't raise a man

He was a bad son
Track Name: ON THE BACKROADS
We used to go to lover street
On the backroads
We learned to sink into our seats
On the backroads

That time is gone
And I wonder how we ever got along
When we didn't talk

They say that's where the demons meet
On the backroads
Never tasted quite as sweet
As on the backroads

That time is gone
Now I understand where it went wrong
When we didn't talk so much

You used to have a younger face
On the backroads
We never had to give or take
Nobody asked us

Now that it's through
I really see the girl I never wanted to
Wish we didn't talk so much

I won't miss you
Track Name: DYING YOUNG THESE DAYS
I know the pressure of growing old too soon
I can feel the space behind the room
Like all the colors gone and nothing's ever new
I'd like stay a while but cannot wait

I used to feel that we'd never hit the ground
Just take a job forget the sound
Get in the vehicle for all the tension used
To captivate our minds before they change

We're dying young
Along the script they run
It's tragic and it sells
So let's get paid
It's cyclical
I'm up, I'm down, I'm cool
As long as we're all dying young these days
Track Name: EMPTY SCREENS
We lost control
Computer signal strands
TV and blow
Became our last ditch friends

Those empty screens
Those empty lives for watching

Love in the bank
I'll watch the world cave in
Character strength
Is not a market trend

Those empty screens
Those empty lives for watching

Revolution will come
And like a sponsored machine
Because if it can sell
I'll watch the clampdown scheme

Those empty screens
Those empty lives for watching
Those empty screens