1. |
Bonnie Tyler Cried
03:22
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Lets get behind the camera
Lets get some pics of the kids
Lets get some pics of some shithead
Not even sure what they did
You bet it all on a lame horse, Its plated gold on a pewter face
These tiny moments are worth so much more
Ask yourself whose got you running in place
You got down on all fours, You got dragged down by that beast you chase
Like Bonnie Tyler cried, I'm holding on for a hero
You can't sell your soul to be famous
If theres nothing there to be sold
You gotta count on all of the hopeless, looking to like and share what they're told
We call them genius for nothing
A worthless casket to hold our faith
We're trapping stars on the sidewalk
We give so much to those who only take
Like Bonnie Tyler cried, I'm holding on for a hero
Hold on til the morning light
gotta be strong
gotta be fast
gotta be fresh from the fight
Hero
Hold on til the morning light
gotta be strong
gotta be fast
gotta be fresh from the fight
Like Bonnie Tyler cried, I'm holding on for a hero
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2. |
My bad, Angela
02:46
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Angie, I'm sorry I pissed in your car
We were just playing and I took it too far
I was a clown, avenging my heart
Your windows down and jackass friends played a part
But you should know
I'm not that guy anymore...
At least I don't think so
You never know whats in store
So here you go, heres my apology
You were the best girl that I never had
The petty vandalism was my bad
And other Angie, I'm sorry I called you fat
To all my friends you were a bitch
But no one deserves that
You opened up to an angry jerk like me
And now in time I've come to find that I like em curvy
You should know
I'm not that guy anymore...
At least I don't think so
You never know whats in store
So here you go, heres my apology
You were the best big girl I've ever had
The childish shit talking was my bad.
My bad.
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3. |
Infantry
03:15
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We stepped in time and marched until the dawn
We formed our lines and strapped the armour on
We've drawn the cross, and made our peace with God
We've sharpened blades and sang our battle songs
I swear I got your back if you've got mine
No matter how the odds are stacked, we'll kill in kind
We'll climb the bodies to the top, and stake our claim
On the dying and the maimed
Throw your weapons to the sky, raise your voices high
MAY THE FALLEN FIND A GOD TO SIT BESIDE
Scream your battle cries, let them echo in the night
MAY THE FALLEN FIND A GOD TO SIT BESIDE
Unspoken bonds, fear is in the air
A comrade falls, another soul is there
The smell of blood is everywhere
Throw your weapons to the sky, raise your voices high
MAY THE FALLEN FIND A GOD TO SIT BESIDE
Scream your battle cries, let them echo in the night
MAY THE FALLEN FIND A GOD TO SIT BESIDE
Throw your weapons to the sky, raise your voices high
MAY THE FALLEN FIND A GOD TO SIT BESIDE
Scream your battle cries, let them echo in the night
MAY THE FALLEN FIND A GOD TO SIT BESIDE
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4. |
Dumper
02:59
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We lost the touch, it took to much to keep the flame alive
We tried and tried to stand with a broken crutch
But fall we did.
We kept it civil for the kids, though not at night
Not at our most familiar times
We'd scream and fight and I'd say things that crossed the line
Every time
I crossed the line
That night I drove you out the door you headed straight to the liquor store
I didn't care
You wouldn't be back anymore
I didn't care you wouldn't be back any more
Forever
The last I heard its just a word
To think that two jerks like us could make it there is just absurd
Don't know the moment when the light began to fade
It's probably not you, so don't beat yourself up babe
If I may be so bold, this love has gotten old
Our secrets have been told, your side of the bed is growing cold
If I may be so bold, this love has gotten old
Our secrets have been told, your side of the bed is growing cold
We rode the ship to the sea floor
And love don't live here any more
It's time to sell the house and put the dog to sleep
I hope you wind up with a real fuckin creep
If I may be so bold, this love has gotten old
Our secrets have been told, your side of the bed is growing cold
If I may be so bold, this love has gotten old
Our secrets have been told, your side of the bed is growing cold
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5. |
50 Winks
02:35
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I'm in a dream state, but I haven't dreamt in days
Might need some restraint to keep me from striking lames
This coffee sucks, you stupid fucks, it tastes like pepper spray
I'm barely alive, so sleep deprived
Running on pure rage
So I toss and turn
Punch at the sound, kick at the light
Silence is golden and I'll be told when I can sleep
But not tonight
Threw my alarm clock through a fuckin wall
I just don't see the point if I never lay, I only fall
Sleep when I'm dead Bon Jovi said, but he's never watched me crawl
In from another winkless night, I'm not alive at all
So fuck your pills and your good will
Somebody fix my brain
The sun will rise, the sun will set, from here it looks the same
So I toss and turn
Kick at the sound, punch at the light
Silence is golden and I'll be told when I can sleep
But not tonight
Sunrise. Sunset.
So I toss and turn
Punch at the sound, kick at the light
Silence is golden and I'll be told when I can sleep
But not tonight
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6. |
Baby Doll
00:47
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7. |
Escape
03:35
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You ever wonder what we're running from?
What is waiting when the running's done?
Maybe the pace is slower on the other side, I'm wondering
Isn't it funny how we missed it all?
We broke our backs and so we had to crawl
Our teeth are busted cuz we've eaten all our pride
We're suffering
I wonder if they know
That I'd leave this all behind
I'd catch a one way flight
We sit in traffic for a job we hate
Stand in line like there is no escape
Politicians are an easy thing to buy, just name your price
We see the world through a fuckin screen
And let our neighbours suffer in the streets
I can feel the darkness growing from inside, I'm terrified
What would they say?
If I quietly stepped aside
To live a different kind of life
I wonder if they know
That I'd leave this all behind
I'd catch a one way flight
What would they say?
If I quietly stepped aside
To live a different kind of life
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8. |
Rocket
02:39
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They hear me coming
I hear em choking on my smoke
A buck and a half on a two stroke
I'm fucking screaming
A kevlar knight
A winged skull upon the dot
The smell of fuel, an engine hot
Red hot
49 ccs if your not counting me
I am a rocket
Its for the best you let me pass
Much more combustable than gas
I'm setting fire to the street
Ablaze on 49 ccs
I am the law
This pavement is my down
The thunders coming down
I'm lightning on the ground
A plastic stallion with a rider made of steel
Atomic bomb on two wheels
Rage in motion
49 ccs if your not counting me
I am a rocket
Its for the best you let me pass
Much more combustable than gas
I'm setting fire to the street
Ablaze on 49 ccs
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9. |
Condemned Houses
03:05
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So many lessons learned, so many stitches earned
So nice to build a bridge instead of watch it burn
We would take turns opening every door as we explored
If I could just go back, I would relive every time
We would go walking through those condemned houses
If I could just go back, I would rewrite every line
That we scrawled inside those condemned houses
We would sit on the floor wondering who came before
We were never bored
Sometimes we'd destroy, and chalk it up to boys just being boys
We were just boys
If I could just go back, I would relive every time
We would go walking through those condemned houses
If I could just go back, I would rewrite every line
That we scrawled inside those condemned houses
They were everything, from a battlefield
To a broken castle for young kings
If I could just go back, I would relive every time
We would go walking through those condemned houses
If I could just go back, I would rewrite every line
That we scrawled inside those condemned houses
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10. |
Face Hole
02:46
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I'm gonna turn it up, so turn it down or turn me off
I got this voice.
Don't look at me like that, its not my choice
I'd rather have the tools to not be awkward in a crowd
I'm too loud
My soap box is so comfy now
I can't stop whats inside my stupid fucking face from falling out
I got this voice
Its a blessing
Its a curse
I guess it could be so much worse
I got this voice
You've got a voice
So why let them decide when its your choice
Your silence has you sounding terrified and unprepared
Open your mouth
And let that shit inside your sore/soul pour out
Open your eyes, open your mouth
Open your mind, open your mouth
I got this voice
Its a blessing
Its a curse
I guess it could be so much worse
I got this voice
I'm gonna turn it up, so turn it down or turn me off
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