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Demo 2016

by Nervous Triggers

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1.
We live in the places that you won't We live in the stress cracks in the asphalt Of the citites that you abandoned When you declared yourself an adult We move into the fallout shelters That you built when they started this war That we pay for in taxes and lives And we don't ask for more Because we're the risk oblivious youth We thrive in the desperate corners Where only the vermin survive We make our art in the dark When the moonlight shines outside We inhabit the basements Living in the squalls of feedback and the sweat The riot squads have other ideas But you know they haven't shut us down yet Because we're risk oblivious youth We steal our moments when we can Over cases of bad cheap beer And a pot of beans on the stove And seeing best friends twice a year We take to the highways in vehicles That just may not fall apart All to search for every last kid Whose lifeblood flows from fearless hearts Because they're the risk oblivious youth And we're risk oblivious youth We're all risk oblivious youth And we live where you won't
2.
Shots fired! Another body count The only surprise left Is the amount Of blood in the soil Of our precious homeland We feign shock and horror But it's all pretend Watch the TV news As the ghouls watch The ratings rise As every body drops But this is just routine This is America We die with brains shut off And fingers on our triggers Bombs drop! Civilian casualties No surprises here Just total apathy It's a foreign soil No frame of reference To those in power We offer complete deference It's in our national interest It's about security A "War on Terror"'s Not a war on you and me It's not America This blood in the sand It's all just abstract concepts In a far off foreign land Disarm! Shots fired! And blood on city streets We get more used to it Every passing week Another young kid dead Another tragedy And yet again The killer had a badge, you see? "The cops know what they're doing To serve and protect" That's how we justify Every life that's wrecked This is the arrogance Of our white America When we refuse to say that Black Lives Matter And your sacred Right to bear arms Says you reserve the right To inflict harm Well I don't trust you Anymore than I trust the government To me it's all the same It's "might makes right" It's violence Disarm! Disarm the populace! Disarm! Disarm the police! Disarm! Disarm every nation-state! No war! No violence! Fight for peace!
3.
Raygun Youth 01:45
This is a song For all the kids We had more comics Than we had friends We'd go to bed Lie awake for hours Dream of any life That wasn't ours This is the story Of the desperation Of depression In a free nation We were such losers That we would not Have known what to do Even if we won We'd bury our heads In sci-fi books And dream of anyone Giving us looks We'd do our homework Never have sex But we had TV And VHS It was all lies It was all myths The American Dream Had been fucked with There were no heroes Not anymore Just PTSD From shitty wars And the problem was We were too smart And we wouldn't finish What they made us start A generation Of lazy fucks Spoiled rotten Until it killed us But we gather here Under the stars To make it worth it To bear these scars The future looks bright In the black of night "The future looks bright If you're into the blight"
4.
Grew up as a 90s punk Had bleached hair, mohawk, all that junk But there was just one thing That I never learned to do I never learned to skateboard Never had a wallet chain Never took a half-pipe to the brain I had my work shirt and plaid shorts But I still can't do shit on a board
5.
My Flag 03:59
Heal the wounds of terror With bandages of red, white, and blue All we need is a dose of pride To see our nation through My flag is a red rag (x4) Go! So let's go and fight the oil war And let's go and bury our dead Let's bury them in shrouds Of blue and white and red Are you ready to bleed For the colors that won't run? Are you ready to show the world Imperialism can be fun? My flag! My flag is a red rag It used to be a white flag Used to bandage the wounds Of our fallen loved ones My flag! My flag is a red rag It used to be a white flag It's a flag I hope that we can use We see the face of oppression In the green, green eyes Of the girl at the refugee camp But do we ever stop to wonder What those green eyes see When they're looking back Are we really so blind That all that we can see Is a "Land of the Brave" And a "Home of the Free"? My flag! My flag is a red rag It used to be a white flag Used to bandage the wounds Of our fallen loved ones My flag! My flag is a red rag It used to be a white flag It's a flag that I will salute Two thousand, nine-hundred, seventy-seven That can't be replaced by all the flags in heaven One human life can't be replaced By a million flags Their blood is on the hands of a foreign power Their blood is on the hands of our foreign policy Their blood is soaked in the colors of my flag! My flag is a red rag My flag was a white flag My flag is a red rag My flag was a white flag My flag, my flag, my flag My flag, my flag It's a flag I hope that we can use
6.
I got a call from the landlady Asking for the rent I said, "I'm sorry, but that money's already been spent See, I had to go out and put gas in my car And then I went back and spent the rest at the bar Besides, the house I'm paying you for is falling apart I could go live on skid row and that'd be just as smart" She said, "You lousy, broke punk, that's the price you gotta pay But if you don't have the rent, you can have it your way!" I got a bad predilection For a good time addiction And now I got my I got my notice of eviction Spent the rent! Yeah I spent the rent Because landlords and warlords Ain't nobody's friends Spent the rent! You know I spent the rent Because landlords and warlords Ain't nobody's friends I got a letter from the taxman Demanding my funds I said "I'm sorry, but I ain't gonna buy no guns For a war the president didn't need to declare So he can send my friends to fight and die over there Besides, I'd rather spend my cash on beer Than pay any cop's salary working around here" He said, "For that Commie-talk, we'll lock you up, so beware!" I said, "At least in jail, I'll get decent health care!" Conscientious objector And now I'm on a vector To being locked up by that Homeland Security inspector Spent the rent! You know I spent the rent Because landlords and warlords Ain't nobody's friends Spent the rent! You know I spent that rent Because landlords and warlords Ain't nobody's friends Yeah yeah yeah yeah Freak out! Spent the rent! I spent the rent Because landlords and warlords Ain't nobody's friends Spent the rent! You know I spent that rent Because landlords and warlords Ain't nobody's friends They ain't nobody's friends!

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released September 14, 2016

All songs written and performed by Nervous Triggers
All lyrics by Jay Insult
All music by Patski except "My Flag" by Jay Insult

Nervous Triggers are:
Jay Insult - lead vocals
Patski - guitar/vocals
J Nixon - bass/vocals
Eric Truchan - drums

Gang vocals by Jay, Patski, J, Eric, and Ian Thompsen

Recorded January 1 & 2, 2016 by Mark Bronzino at Ray Cappo's Cantina in New Brunswick, NJ. Mixed by Mark.

Mastered by Dan Jensen at the Hideaway Studios in Minneapolis, MN. thehideawaympls.com

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