DON'T BE SO CRUEL

by Something Fierce

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1.
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
2.
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
3.
FUTURE PUNKS (free) 02:35
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
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AFGHANI SANDS (free) 03:43
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
5.
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
6.
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
7.
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
8.
ALIENS TWO 01:54
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
9.
BAD CHOICE 02:34
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
10.
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
11.
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
12.
EMPTY SCREENS (free) 02:26
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

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released April 12, 2011

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

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Something Fierce Houston, Texas

Something Fierce is a three-piece punk/pop band from Houston, Texas whose music combines the sound and attitude of first- wave 1977 punk with an energy and outlook that's thoroughly contemporary, updating the attack of the Clash and the Buzzcocks for the 21st century. ... more

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