Living in the Future

by Reacharounds

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    12" LP
    200 on Black Vinyl
    Includes digital download code

    Side A
    Excrement
    Sunday
    Rot Gut Whiskey
    Loaded Up
    Kissing Brutus
    Question Everything
    Die Young
    Pressure

    Side B
    Eating Rats
    Big Shit
    Greenfly
    Modern Man
    Channel Me
    Monday Through Friday
    Dance to the End
    I Got Nothing

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    12" LP
    100 on White Vinyl
    Includes digital download code

    Side A
    Excrement
    Sunday
    Rot Gut Whiskey
    Loaded Up
    Kissing Brutus
    Question Everything
    Die Young
    Pressure

    Side B
    Eating Rats
    Big Shit
    Greenfly
    Modern Man
    Channel Me
    Monday Through Friday
    Dance to the End
    I Got Nothing

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released February 7, 2014

Recorded on a Tascam 38 1/2 " reel to reel at Sound Underground by Jason Kearbey. Mixed and produced by Jason Kearbey. Cover art by Garret Layman. Insert art by Lonnie Davis. Push&Pull #2

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Track Name: Excrement
The demons are back, they're back in my head, and if they're hungry they'll get fed. If they come knocking I answer the door. If they want me I'll be their whore.

Oh, they spin me round and round. Oh, they really bring me down. I'm so lost and I won't ever be found. Because I never make a sound.

I'm here to do evil things. I'm here to bring this world some pain. They're controlling my mind like controlling machines. They're controlling my mind. They're controlling my dreams.

Oh, they spin me round and round. Oh, they really bring me down. I'm so lost and I won't ever be found. Because I never make a sound.

One in the chamber ready to pump. This world is such a fucking dump. I wanted adventure. I wanted the thrill. I guess they're just one left to kill.

I'm lost in space.
Track Name: Sunday
Gather 'round I've got a story to tell. It's about how we're all going
to hell. It's a really old story and it's so full of shit, about Jesus Christ and some lying bitch.

Someone begot some other I may have forgot some more. Then someone pissed god off good, we had to go to war. He said
he needed children for the slaughter, so Lot got drunk
and fucked his daughters.

You say Jesus died for my sins like that's supposed to me feel.
He died and then he became a god. Who wouldn't take that deal?
I'm just a man. I don't know shit. All I'm here to tell you is this.
If your god exists, then he's a piece of shit.

Your book of love has turned the whole world into rivals. Oh everybody, go grab your bibles, so we can hate and kill and tell ourselves that we were right. As long as we bow our heads to him every night.

I don't believe in religion. I think it's a fraud. So I went to the temple and announced myself as god. Nothing fucking happened. Jesus never came but your whole shitty world still went up in flames.

If your god exists then he's a fucking piece of shit. Read your fucking bible man. You're a piece of shit.
Track Name: Rot Gut Whiskey
Some guys are at the bar talking shit on your friends. You better get a grip before you start busting their heads. The time will come for you to start raising your fists but you're outnumbered and they want you to know it.

Maybe he's had one too many. Remembering that life's been shitty. Getting pissed about a girl. Getting pissed about the world.
So hammer down those pints of lager. Count the bar lights through the bottom. Bad ideas will rise up quickly. Chase them out with rot gut whiskey.

No one talks shit about your boys and walks away. Your grab another round slam it down and then you say, "Remember when I fucked that chick that he used to date?" Looking over, laughing at him, staring in his face.

There's five of them to two of you. Your buddy's drunken tongue is loose. Some asshole taps you on the shoulder. Swing around and break his nose. Hammer down those pints of lager. Count the bar lights through the bottom. Bad ideas will rise up quickly. Chase them out with rot gut whiskey.
Track Name: Loaded Up
It's a good day for a war. It's a good day for the end of the world.
It's a good day for a war. It's a good day let's end it now.

Let's destroy the world. Come on baby let's tear it down. We'll laugh
in its face. Who cares, we'll find another place.

Destroy the world today. What are you waiting for? I've seen you
on the news. Don't you got some power to abuse?
Track Name: Kissing Brutus
The grass is never greener if I mow it or I leave it. It'll linger sentimental in my psyche like a needle. Flicking through
the dashboard glass I never trust my speed. A man can
always find himself and still become a thief.

I'm a villain. I'm the devil. I'm a sinner. I'm a wretch and a scoundrel. I'm a villain. I'm the devil. You. You. You. You. What should should
I steal? What should I fuck? What should I kill? You.

Judge myself in retrospect to reminisce and build a myth of how
the crimes I've lived are just a line without a consequence.
Chemtrails and the nonbelievers, kissing Brutus, kissing Caesar,
just another senator and I don't really give a shit.

I'm a villain. I'm the devil. I'm a sinner. I'm a wretch and a scoundrel. I'm a villain. I'm the devil. You. You. You. You. What should should
I steal? What should I fuck? What should I kill? You.

I want your life.
Track Name: Question Everything
Did you know that everything's a lie? Did you know we're all gonna die? Question everything, even the little things. Question everything. Believe in nothing.

Did you know that the pope owns a bank? And he's more evil than
he is a saint? Did you know he's got nazi gold? He's hungry
for more 'cause he's got no soul.

Yeah did you know? Did you know? Did you know that we don't fucking know so. Question everything, even the little things. Question everything. Believe in nothing.

Did you know? Ah, we don't fucking know so. Question everything, even the little things. Question everything. Believe in nothing.

When you find yourself on the side of the majority that's when it's time to stop and reflect.
Track Name: Die Young
Everyday always goes the same way. You hate your fucking life.
You're just hate-fucking your wife.

And this is how it is, nothing will ever change, it'll always be this way. You look to the distance but you can't see a light, the shadow only grows darker and you're all alone. The world is still okay. Your wife is still the same. You're the one who's changed and nothing will be okay.

You think back to when you were young. The danger, the excitement, the fun. Thinking back to when you had a heart. Thinking back, you fall apart. And there is no escape, you wait, we already know your fate. Your dreams, your life, it's over.

Wake up in the morning, you're just staring at the ceiling dreading
the task ahead. It's time to take a shower, there's no time
for masturbation. You just wish that you were dead. Let's make it
a reality. You can't stand your life. You can't stand your family.
You don't even want money and that's all you've been fucking dying for.

The time has come so grab your gun. Load it up. Life is no fun. Pull the trigger when you fall apart. Shoulda pulled your trigger at the start. And there is no escape, you wait, we already know your fate. Your dreams, your life, it's over.
Track Name: Pressure
I hate my job and I had a bad day. Gonna take it out on you. My old man used to treat me this way. Gonna take it out on you. The family's broke and I'm underpaid. Gonna take it out on you. Don't remember the last time I got laid. Gonna take it out on you.

Son, I can't handle all the pressure. Daddy doesn't like all this pressure. Pressure, always so much pressure. I don't get no fucking pleasure.

I hate myself and I'm overweight. Gonna take it out on you. You're going out with the girl I wanna date. Gonna take it out on you. My daddy treats me like a piece of shit. Gonna take it out on you. When I was born I was
a regret. Gonna take it out on you.

This will end once and for all. I slowly creep down daddy's hall. I smash his knees, I smash his head, and blood pools up on the bed. Daddy could've made it right. He died too drunk to make a fight.
Track Name: Eating Rats
The world ain't looking so great. Oh, it's seen better days.
Society's in shambles and the sky is ablaze.

And someday we'll all be eating rats, and someday we'll walk around
with baseball bats, and some days will be so hard to forget, and some day you'll take what you can get.

It won't be getting better soon. How long do you think you can live
your life? We must slow down on what we consume. We all created
this device.

And one day when you're picking at your scabs, and maybe you'll see your best friend stabbed. It could be this day or maybe that but one day we'll all be eating rats.
Track Name: Big Shit
The universe is expanding. We thought that it would slow down. We're all controlled by a big black hole and it's coming to take us down.
And now you think you're big shit, don't you? Don't you think you're big shit? Big shit, don't you? Don't you think you're big shit?

You ever looked at the sky? You feel it coming for you? But you're as small as a fly. There's nothing you can do.

How does it feel to have no control? You can't handle logic. You're praying for a soul. You think you're big shit, don't you? Don't you think you're big shit? Big shit, don't you? Don't you think you're big shit? Big shit, don't you? Don't you think you're big shit? You're insignificant, you think you're big shit?

You ever looked at the sky? You feel it coming for you? But you're as small as a fly. There's nothing you can do.

Sometimes I feel so special. Sometimes I feel so strange. Sometimes I feel the pressure. Sometimes I feel I could
explode into the atmosphere. I'd live my life without fear and they try to explain, try to explain. If my matter and energy cannot be destroyed why the fuck can't I just throw it away? Throw it away.

If the universe is endless and time doesn't exist, I'm just a piece of shit. Why the fuck can't I just throw it away? Throw it away. Matter and energy cannot be destroyed so why can't I just throw it away? Throw it away.
Track Name: Greenfly
I saw the paper. Wait, it was the TV. No, it was my neighbor. Yeah. Oh he'll say anything. Are you a policeman, no? So where's the funeral?

Yeah I'm going. I'm a greenfly. At the visitation every night. Yeah
the victim, he was alright. Just some asshole with a 9 to 5.

Condolences to the front row widow, and the kids, and the ministers hundred dollar sermon. Sing this song to an empty room when
the party's over and it's time to move.

I saw the paper. Wait, it was the TV. No, it was my neighbor. Yeah, Oh he'll say anything. Are you a policeman, no? So where's the funeral?

Greenfly.

Sing this song to an empty room when the party's over.

Another man, another story. Every year an allegory. No one's gonna tell me how to burn my 30's, 40's, 50's. Working shifts to cover binges. Folding up the paper clippings.
Track Name: Modern Man
It feels good to be a modern man. I don't have to go outside to get a tan.
I don't have to go to work but I can. So of course I'd fucking die for Uncle Sam. It feels good to know your every meal. I can't cook and I'm looking for some deals. I'm never broke when I got my credit cards. I'm always broke 'cause of my credit cards.

Living in the future. Living in the future, nothing's left. Living in the future. Living in the future, hold your breath.

It feels good to sleep the day away. I wish everyone could go this way.

Living in the future. Living in the future, nothing's left. Living in the future. Living in the future, hold your breath.

I'm a cave man. I'm a modern man.
Track Name: Channel Me
Channel in the mirrored room. Fame. Fame. See yourself and those before you. Fame. Fame. Moving walls and women's heads. Fame. Fame. Turning all those stones to bread. Fame. Fame.

One more song. I don't mind at all.

The spirit gives another hit. Sleep. Sleep. Take it or it goes to Prince. Sleep. Sleep. Make it what the spirit's say. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep away the mortal frame. Sleep. Sleep.

One more song. I don't mind at all.

Channel me.

Seven heaven. I am nephilim. I am channeler. I am king.
Track Name: Monday Through Friday
Just two more months and fifty bucks for some new toy. I'm gonna tell the boss to fuck himself and find something better. Monday through Friday.

Work, then eat, then smoke a little green. Have a little drink. Grab a little sleep. Everything inside your life will fit into the seams. All the hours on the couch dreaming up a way out. Monday through Friday.

The strangers, the strangers, the managers, the populace. Desperate to leave, just like me. Their hands, their hearts, their way of minds, it's time to go to work. Burning hours and the days to pay your bills and fill your cup.

Late night. Bedside, can't sleep. My mind's awake. Where did this night go? Awake. Awake. Watch some youtube shit. Pour a drink in the dark. Scroll down, check a link. Pour a drink. Pour a drink. Monday Through Friday.

The strangers, the strangers the managers, the populace. Desperate to leave, just like me. Their hands, their hearts, their way of minds, it's time to go to work. Burning hours and the days to pay your bills and fill your cup.

Lie to yourself.
Track Name: Dance to the End
Everybody's lining up. All the tanks come rolling up. Got their missiles pointed up. Guess it's time to fuck shit up. Girl you know you look real cute with your gas mask and combat boots. They say we're headed
for World War 3. It sounds like a party to me.

Let's dance to the end. Baby, won't you dance with me? Dance to the end. To the end of the world.

Politicians going on and on. Saying they're gonna drop the bomb. We're tired of waiting for nothing. Come on pussy just push the button so we can dance. So we can dance.
Track Name: I Got Nothing
Baby you know I ain't got no answer. You know that I'm just filled with cancer. You want some money so I'm outta luck. You even tell me I'm a lousy fuck. I get high and I'm laying around. You always try to put me down. I got nothing and I'm doing fine. I got nothing and I'll leave nothing behind.

I've got nothing and I'll leave nothing behind. I got nothing. I got nothing but time.

Come on sugar why won't you be sweet? You said you like it when I kiss your feet. I lay you down and I do you well. You still tell me to go to hell. You get mad when I drink with the boys. You say that we make too much noise. Me having nothing makes you lose your mind. I got nothing. I got nothing but time.

I've got nothing and I'll leave nothing behind. I got nothing. I got nothing but time.

I got nothing.