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The Regressives

by The Regressives

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    The Regressives features members of Stockyard Stoics, 241ers, and more.

    Joe Piglet: Bass/Vocals
    B Bekowies: Guitar/Vocals
    Aron Gallagher: Guitar
    Adam Schrager: Guitar
    Early Gates: Drums

    Special guests on this album include:

    Jonny Onelung (Filaments): guitar and vocals on "Wildlife in America"
    Zero: vocals on "Wrong Animal"
    Jason $#!+#E@D (As$troland/Miscegenator): vocals on "Steal the Key"

    Recorded 2014 at Cannon Found Soundation Studios by Jesse Cannon in Union City, New Jersey.

    Mixed and Mastered by Jesse Cannon
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1.
Revolution Ballad You had to stop before we even got started Slip into something more flame retardant I hope the hard times stop and the good times roll And trust the beat you keep will have a little soul You’ve done your time and not done in your mind Props to the feet planted over the line It itches and it frays every crook and bend Now you’re drinking to all good thing’s end So stop, my friend This is a ballad for the revolution This is a ballad for your revolution The world has come unglued and the history is wearing thin I don’t know where I’m going to or even where I’ve been There’s a boarded up house on a crumbling foundation A welcoming corner in a lunatic nation Though the wind may blow and the boat may rock there’s a key that fits this lock We all gotta stop now and then This is a ballad for the revolution This is a ballad for your revolution Paint a picture in the pouring rain Search the dial for that lost refrain Counting down the minutes and we’ve still got time to kill It’s like it all stands still Watch the ashes wash down the drain I can’t complain and I won’t explain Bleed them all dry until we’ve got none left to spill And we’ve had our fill So stop right now You’re ready to drop and you’ve gotta get out This is a ballad for the revolution This is a ballad for your revolution This is a ballad for the revolution This is a ballad for our revolution
2.
Culture War 01:59
Culture Wars Evolution is a scam Are you calling me some kind of monkey man? The wrath of God A pox on your firstborn No war but culture war Global warming is a liberal fix Voodoo science 666 23 - 17 = 4 No war but culture war I won’t fight for you no war but culture war I wouldn’t even know what I was dying for Your numbers don’t add up and your morality is such a bore I won’t fight for you no war but culture war Women should be meek and plain Or comatose for political gain Schiavo soiled Christian sheets galore No war but culture war Hatred is the American way Racist, sexist, anti-gay Ignorance and arrogance and bloody gore No war but culture war Chorus! No fucking war Go culture war Fuck your god Your religion is shit Smug self-righteous hypocrites Go fight And kill Go die for a half-assed lie No war but culture war
3.
Long Time Coming My throat’s been singing melody My heart’s been singing harmony I finally found a place where I can live my life like I damn well please It’s been a long time coming One constant downward slide Spent so long in the freezing cold but now it’s time to come inside All I want to do is stay here til I die The rest of the world is rotting away and if I stayed there so would I All I want to do is hang on to my high At least just for a little while Before I go back outside Cold winter cracks its knuckles and gives a grin outside the door Buttress up all the barricades, but they won’t last long You can be sure But I’ll shake the dust right off my coat and hang it on a nail Put my feet up by the fire Outside the cold winds wail Chorus! Time ticks by All rhythm no rhyme And the sands will surely flow Every blasted worn-out soul Needs a little bit of rest before they go Out to swim in the poison sea Twist in the icy flow But for now I’m where I want to be This is the way that it’s supposed to be More chorus!
4.
The Wrong Animal I try to think the best of my fellow man but there are things I just can’t understand Feeding bleeding greeding all night long This is not a hopeful song Up in flames Up in flames-what a shame Up in flames Whole damn world has gone insane Every new chapter of history is commensurate to our capacity to wonder how it all could go so wrong 7 billion mistakes strong Up in flames Up in flames-what a shame Up in flames Whole damn world has gone insane How can we expect to ever change? When we can’t tame our hunger and our rage Pull the curtains down and kill the lights This animal is just not right We’re just not right Up in flames Up in flames-what a shame Up in flames Up in flames-what a crying shame Up in flames Whole world gone insane Whole world gone insane.
5.
Lieutenant Pigott (We Salute You) Arms folded in cold rejection Florescent lights and faded signs You glare and you smirk at the public you serve What world do you see through your reptilian eyes? You’re like an island in the ocean Embankments holding back the tide You build and you brace as we bury our dead The cracks in the concrete continue to spread The one good cop took himself off the streets He is not what his city needs My friend if only there were forty thousand more of you Lieutenant Pigott we salute you Lieutenant Pigott we salute you For your accountability Though you fed at the feast and you lived as a beast The blood on your hands couldn’t drown your humanity Lieutenant Pigott we salute you For the courage of your hand Though surrounded by liars and tyrants and cowards Deep in your chest beat the heart of a man The one good cop took himself off the streets He’s exactly what his city needs My friend if only there were forty thousand more of you Forty thousand crimson corpses NYPD blue Lieutenant Pigott we salute you We salute you On a bright Bed Stuy morning stood a man on a ledge A taser in hand on your shouted command Sent the man off his plan crashing over the edge They took away your badge and they took away your gun They said you had to wait until the paperwork was done Until the i’s were all dotted and the t’s all crossed But beneath all the ink an innocent life had been lost Repayable by one and only one reasonable cost Lieutenant Michael Pigott We salute you Iman Morales Fermin Arzu Khiel Coppin Gilberto Blanco All the victims of the beasts in blue We remember you
6.
Fairytale 01:09
Fairytale Turn the key and bolt the door I’m not going out no more All that mess just makes me sick Rant and rave and point and click Throw it all away Pay the price some other day Throw it all away It’s a common crime All the good old once upon a times Fade to black There’s no coming back And there’s no higher ground Than where we stand Here and now Throw it all away Fix it up some other day Throw it all away We could choose to stay And we could learn to grow There’s no other day And we will never know
7.
Red Blood 02:39
Red Blood I don’t care that this ain’t going anywhere I don’t know where I was going anyway And I don’t mind that I don’t know what I might find Keep on walking right past all the signs along the way With my head turned Thanks a lot I’m feeling fine I’ll stop and talk another time In a more conversational frame of mind I don’t want to learn You don’t give a shit that there just ain’t no point to it Win some, lose some, sit some out, it’s all the same You can’t sleep because you’re too far gone and you’re in too deep Keep on playing even though you know it’s a loser’s game With your head turned into the flames Hey it’s nice to see you too Doing fine and how are you? Smile and nod and wait for the tides to turn I don’t want to learn I don’t want to learn how fires burn how the flames come up and the house goes down just ash and cinder and hallowed ground Oh no I don’t want to know how it hurts to cut yourself (no shit) and you best put some sort of ointment on it But what if it just won’t stop bleeding? And what if the flames keep on feeding? Keep burning underground Keep gushing out icky and sticky red blood I don’t care that this ain’t going anywhere I don’t know where I was going anyway And I don’t mind that I don’t know what I might find Keep on walking right past all the signs along the way Hey it’s nice to see you too Doing fine and how are you? Smile and nod and wait for time to turn I don’t want to learn God why the fuck are we still alive? What’s with all this survival jive? Win some, lose some, sit some out, it’s all the same I don’t wanna play And nothings changed Or ain’t that right?
8.
Problems 02:22
Problems I’m going good and blind My maladies assorted Status quo is well unsorted I can’t keep it out of my mind All the signs along the way Lost tomorrows and yesterdays Sweet disasters left uncourted There’ve been so many times! When I can’t keep my head in place And I can’t keep my feet in gear I can’t speak and I can’t hear And I can’t wipe it off my face I’m going deaf and dumb Can’t talk to anyone Should have stayed at home tonight That’s right And that’s alright I can’t get up out of bed Can’t keep these thoughts out of my head And everyone has had it up to here with me I can’t relate Can’t keep it straight I’ve got problems Annie lost her job again And Robert is taking all them pills Sarah can’t stop talking About all the folks she wants to kill Susan wants to cut herself And Paul is getting really high Justin can’t get out of bed We’re all just getting by Stumbling and fumbling And falling on your face Life can be so humbling You still feel out of place You’re going deaf and dumb You can’t talk to anyone Should have stayed at home tonight That’s right And that’s alright You can’t get up out of bed Can’t keep these thoughts out of your head And everyone has had it up to here with you You can’t relate Can’t keep it straight You’ve got problems I’ve got problems And you’ve got problems We’ve all got problems Ain’t it great? It’s alright now I’ve got problems You’ve got problems We’ve all got problems Yeah!
9.
Roots 02:35
Roots The green leaves have all turned to red and brown There’s a north wind blowing in to bring them all down Into the river and away on down the stream until the next spring brings back all the winter’s dreams When a tall tree grows above my head and roots beneath my feet I hope there’ll be no stone unturned to keep me from my sleep When you have a moral and an ending of your own I hope they’ll think to spread your ash upon my modest home And this won’t kill us It will just make us stronger All the same if I were to choose I’d like to stay right here with you to laugh and to love and to live just a little bit longer When a tall tree grows above my head and roots beneath my feet I hope there’ll be no stone unturned to keep me from my sleep When you have a moral and an ending of your own I hope they’ll think to spread your ash upon my modest home For that tall tree’s leaves will one day fall and not again return Dirt and rain and worms and wind will help a young seed learn We’ll be dirt and we’ll be rain and worms and wind and sun And we will live forever more as one Forever more as one
10.
Untitled 01:23
Untitled For what it’s worth I am not angry only sagging-shouldered sad that in the end you’ve made the world More like you always said it was Less like I hoped that it would be I was wrong You were right We are not free Haunted by time Shackled by memory Old histories are shadowed by the recently composed You’ve handed down on yourself a sentence much harsher than any court could ever have imposed I was wrong You were right We are not free Haunted by time Shackled by history And no I haven’t been there I haven’t walked in your shoes but were I to and when I do I will refuse.
11.
Wildlife in America Ant-like scratch the humming hive Peek inside to see what’s alive Creatures clack their hungry jaws Embracing nature's laws Subsist like grazing animals The herd is thinned by canine culls Pray for greener grass to gnaw Fear the fickle claw We're all clever animals Sinewy machines Bleeding breeding taking what we need Kitten-like at the crack of dawn All caught up in what's going on Leap wide-eyed right over the edge And bounce back up again Swim like fish and fly like birds Topple mountains and move rivers Laughter is our state of grace We’re never out of place We're all clever animals Rapturous machines Find a place to lay your head Build your tribe and break your bread Don’t let up until you’re dead We can be the least of beasts Huge fleshy army ants Mandibles in a bleak carnivorous trance And we can be the kindest creatures Thoughtful at the feast We could be a different kind of beast Animals We’re all clever animals Sinewy machines Fill your belly and spread your seed Let the crippled critters bleed Taking what you think you need We’re all clever animals Rapturous machines Laughing crying dying to be free Animals
12.
The City in Strategic Retreat Words fail unavailable Ships sail away on the seas Cold hearts unassailable Bright eyes that cannot see How can we live? Dreams fade unattainable You’re made into a new machine Remains unintelligible Embrace the shadow of a scheme Times change unavoidable Out of range into the deep Feels strange way out in the cold again Tired eyes can finally see How can we live with ourselves? How can we live Words fail unavailable Ships sail away on the seas Cold hearts unassailable Bright eyes that cannot see Eyes that cannot see
13.
Steal the Key Lined up in rows and hung out to dry Shattered and battered and taught how to die Clip all your wings and wonder why you can't fly So high Brought down to earth and bored half to tears Scattered and tattered and counting the years To playtime and sunshine and all of those childish things Goodbye Shut it down And get in line No questions asked No petty crimes Shut it down The door is closed No one cares And no one really knows Pay no mind to what they say It don't matter anyway They won't be on board to see you through You've just got to follow what's inside And try to make the most of your precious time Search and you might find What really makes your trains and clocks all run on time Shut it down And get in line No questions asked No petty crimes Shut it down The door is closed No one cares And no one really knows Open up Fall out of line Ask all the questions Do all the crimes Open up And ask for more Freedom is as close as the open door Pick the lock Steal the key
14.
Central Standard Time Interstate 80 cutting through the weighty heart of this heartless nation Chain store signs and ancestral crimes count down to the last gas station Lines of corn and the native born turn to face the passing breeze And there’s a race in the the rows until heaven knows outrunning the fall’s first freeze It’s a long lonely road back home Spin that dial searching lurching all across the road For that one song that’s just never on How did the chorus go? Something something should have something could have been, you know? I only heard it once or twice a real long time ago It’s a long lonely road back home These feet have walked one hundred miles One thousand miles to go It’s a long lonely road back home All the speed that we put on won’t hide the tracks of where we’re coming from And though the road is plainly marked it’s no small thing to get back to the start Central standard time Across the yellow lines Exits all lead to nowhere Nowhere Head is humming fingers drumming I’m lost in a fantasy Gonna roar gonna groove gonna make my move Right down into the shining sea The light turns dim and a mist rolls in and the dead of night is near And there’s a man over the line with a fading sign that reads anywhere but here It’s a long lonely road back home These feet have walked one hundred miles One thousand miles to go It’s a long lonely road back home

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The debut album. Featuring members of Stockyard Stoics and 241ers.

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released May 5, 2015

Joe Piglet: Bass/Vocals
Bee: Guitar/Vocals
Aron Gallagher: Guitar
Adam Schrager: Guitar
Early Gates: Drums

Special guests on this album include:

Jonny Onelung (Filaments): guitar on "Wildlife in America"
Zero (Agitätor): Vocals on "Wrong Animal"
Jason $#!+#E@D (As$troland/Miscegenator): Vocals on "Steal the Key"

Recorded at Cannon Found Soundation Studios by Jesse Cannon in Union City, New Jersey.

Mixed and Mastered by Jesse Cannon

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The Regressives features members of Stockyard Stoics, 241ers, and more.
Joe Piglet: Bass/Vocals
B Bekowies: Guitar/Vocals
Aron Gallagher: Guitar
Adam Schrager: Guitar
Early Gates: Drums

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