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On Borrowed Time

by The Armchair Captains

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Burn! Scaly smile conglomeration Recipe for domination world. Sear! Excavate a wilful suffering Terrorise a bloody nation Make sure the scandal comes out in the wash and you’ll never admit to it. Play around, save your crown Act the clown, boot us down. I see the triangles The pentagon, the shape of Satan I’m anti-vaccination, really! Yeah right, the earth is a ball. I’m tearing down your fabrication That keeps me down below my station Fuck you! Dim the lights, come court me with your Finest wines, you try to feed me your ever incongruent Baseless drivel you call truth, This time, I’ll throttle anyone who tries to tell me different. Play it down, save your crown Act the clown, nose around. Write your wretched verse, I’ll see that writing on your hearse And like the moon, untouched, alone You’ll find yourself cold, dead and gone Unless I’m wrong. Naked brain on ice Ain’t melting anytime Syphilis and brine Contaminate our supply Water’s running dry By government design. Cause after all, there’s only some who hear the call and answer Who take the red pill, watch the grave fill ever faster It’s only ignorance for those who don’t take heed, they’ll suffer Cause in the end I know I’m right because I know it.
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Officialdom 02:46
Our great foundation Melting stone Beauty coveted Let it be known We want it’s essence Truth be told Come on our journey No chance to grow old The masses are satisfied Their screens are all filled with lies We tell them we really tried But knowing this generation is the last. Fill the screen Cut the green It’s distraction Cull the herd Flood the bed Capital has to kill For good reason Quell the teens who Seize the means Indoctrination Through force Near automation No use for the poor!
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Speeding through rock corridors The Earths core, what we adore! Tapping into hydrocarbons Burn through your zoological garden Destruction, catastrophe And other mad hyperbole We peddle misinformation faster Do it again, do it for the master We know that our resources will never last But we’ll be gone in a fiery ball before that Sucking out the natural gas Clasping straws fall through your grasp Little spill here small puddle there Who’s to care? There’s profit in the air! Give us tax breaks, subsidies Fuck the trees Cause wage freeze Fill it up for the masters plan, you’re too late it’s already began We know that our resources will never last But we’ll be gone in a fiery ball before that And they know who’s to blame Yet they don’t say our names Society trapped in our game Just let fate decide.
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I can see Habitats Burning up Turned into Battery farms Sustain us At the same time As it plagues us One less tree One more feast One less beast One more decision One less tree One more feast One less beast To reach altruism.
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Stab 03:04

credits

released August 1, 2021

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Spencer Lawrence: vocals, BVs.
Joe Gordon-Potts: vocals, piano, organ, seaboard, bass, BVs.
Luke Lomax: guitar, bass, drums.

Featuring:
James Gair: lead guitar.

Produced, mixed & mastered by Joe Gordon-Potts.

Artwork by Joe Gordon-Potts.

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