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werewolf
02:52
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Sometimes I wish I was a werewolf so I could tear your throat out
And snuggle with those little furry pups
Wouldn’t it be nice to be a werewolf big teeth and claws and fur at night
And a logical excuse to act up
But you probably would slaughter me
Find me hanging from a tree
I wish I could be safe to be
Just who I want to be
If I wasn’t who you think I am
Or even who you thought I’d been
I know you’d string me up
For all the cheering crowd
I’d go running in the forest and scare all of your children
As you tucked them into bed
And for anyone out late at night they’d better hurry home because Otherwise the morning find them dead
I’d see your smiling faces as I frantically looked down
I’d see your thirsty faces lick the blood as it dripped down
But that doesn’t mean I’m evil
No it don't mean I’m wrong
I’m just trying to survive
And I know I won’t last long
I’m starving and I”m freezing
And I’m finding only pitchforks
While you’re setting my home on fire
You’re setting my home on fire...and I don’t know what to do
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sincerely, the plague
02:10
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You don't know me yesterday and you can't find me now
I'm smaller than a speck of dust my entrance all allow
Although once size was valued such people lived afraid
All proud and strong did fall to me the world did I raid
How great, how broad this kingdom great fortresses and spires
Yet stone and wood rots empty when inhabitants retire
I’m a cleanser of the palate relief from all life's hate
Shrouding the continent black some might call me fate
For humanity is burdened by the weight of your desire
Each and every child stokes the heat of this dark fire
And now the world burns in blistering calloused sores
See the wretched writhe like naught has been before
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homemade jerky
03:41
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I’m looking out and it’s raining
But I’m inside with a home-brew and a uke
Lying down looking at the stars
Wondering should I sail away or find a farm?
Trays of soil line my windowsill
And I’ve got homemade jerky in a mason jar
See I think that drying your own meat
Is almost punk enough to justify eating steak
But probably I’m just making up excuses...
So I can tell my conscience to fuck off
Last night I had a conversation
Are my ideals idealistic or am I just buying in?
Well I don’t know hope I don’t sound pretentious
But I like to think I take care of myself
But probably I’m just making up excuses...
So I don’t have to follow stupid rules
I’m not trying to save the world because I know I fucking can’t
I don’t have answer no I don’t have a cure I just want good friends
I’m not trying to save the world it’s the world that’s killing me
Growing carrots in our garden but I’ll knock out all your teeth
If you don’t let me be
I’m done making excusing for being a shitty person
No one asks for reasons when I’m nice
I’m done trying to remind you that you are just like me
I wish that we could cut all this bullshit and just be honest
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dirt
02:16
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There isn't anyone above you
Only soil beneath your feet
Soon you'll die and then you'll realize
That everything you've done is underneath
There isn't anything now left here
No heroic stories still to tell
War and justice bravery and honor
Nothing here remains but the dirt
Have you heard of tzars and khans and sultans?
Conquerers who slaughtered far and wide
All the greatest minds that we've caught thinking
Are rotting in their graves to feed the worms
So if you get a job and birth your children
If you find a house and car and shit
Don't forget that everything you're doing
None of it is worth more than the earth
If you think to glorify your living
If you think you'll rule the world some day
Don't forget that everything you're doing
Well none of it is more than infant dirt
That all to say that’s why you look like shit...
Da!
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red meat ethics
03:11
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Fuck you because you look like a horse
Back off you smell like one too
If you’re asking me why I care
Because you burn my eyes and nostrils with your stench
Fuck you because you eat red meat
Shit I do it too
Sometimes I just want to eat my food
Breaking rules no matter what I do
Maybe we should burn in hell
All us fucking hypocrites and liars
It seems it’s time that we departed
To make the world prettier and greener
How do you plan to lead your life?
Will you live the dream or just wake up?
I’ve been born into an existential crisis
But that’s what makes me happy to be alive
Have you used the loo today?
I wondered because it seems you're full of shit
I like it when we’re honest and upfront
Admitting that no one gives a fuck
If I could tear your throat out with my teeth
I would relish in the taste of blood
Sometimes I can’t help the way I feel
But at least I admit that’s what it is
And by this logic I should likely die
But that’s alright because soon enough I will
So while I’m here I think I’ll do some good
And fertilize the woods with human blood
To make the world prettier and greener!
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geophagia Seattle, Washington
Anarcho-folk punk collective, blending punk rock, beer and direct action in no particular
order.
collective includes:
vincent - guitar/vox
kiran - mandolin/vox
luke - guitar/vox
z - accordian/vox/mouth piano
mara - live drums
greg - cello
guests:
rye - drums
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