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Signal Corps

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1.
TransUnion 03:24
sometimes i feel like i can’t get ahead. just when i put in some hard work you know its all in vain, i tread on quicksand up to my neck, back’s to wall, axe to the grind stone, dropping the fucking ball. you’ve got a vision of what you want, but it’s just a fucking smoke and mirror puppet show credit bureaus hold the strings. a glitch in what you think is real. i know i fucked up, but i’m trying to change man. just want to show it. i just wish i could prove it to you. when you’re reaching deep inside and there's nothing you can hide. you think you got it rough? you think that it is tough, it's not enough. sometimes i feel like a weighted block of lead. when put to flame i liquefy, a molten glass of discontent. drink it down. it burns the throat. two for one on federal fucking note. you’ve got a vision of what you want, but it’s just a game you like to play you wanna throw it all away. sing it loud, and say it proud. it’s not a fairy tale, white picket fence, frames hung on nails. i'm going to make it any way that i can. you want it, you got it, but it comes out of pocket. you need it, this greed it burn inside of you.
2.
and they said everything that you know is a pack of lies. the racist shit that comes off your tongue, you’re a snake in disguise. and you know that it gets hard just to figure it out, who’s a friend or who’s a foe. i watch you preach like it’s sunday school, out on the street, before the show, trying hard to say what you know. screaming on your knees. a desperate cry of help me please. but i’m not buying this act of violence that you portray. i don’t got time for it today. what you want is people to rally around your cause. guess what? it’s not going to happen. now i’m looking for something that’s stronger than the hate you’ve got. you battle with violence, but i fight with truth. and before it bends it breaks. and you tried real hard to prove your point again. and here is what i said: i can’t believe i tolerated all that poison. it filled my ears for what seemed like years. i've dealt with it but man, i’ve had enough. I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED, i called your bluff. it’s too late, there’s no backing down this time. every second of every day there’s a heartbeat fading out. for every problem that's on its way, go to the source and try and take it out. brick by brick, one by one. i’m looking, i’m searching, i’m finding a way to let you know, going to stomp it out, never let it grow. nothing to prove, nothing to show. there’s nothing you can do, we’re not going to work it out. there’s nothing you can say, we’re not going to work it out. i had the balls to let you know, we’re not going to work it out. and i want nothing to do with your ideals, your motives, your icons, your slogans. NO MORE.
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i had a master plan never put it into place. it’s laughable the amount of times i put it in your face. first i was searching for the light, then i cried the holy name. years have passed, it couldn’t last this final game. “never, not i” is what i cried, when asked to lead the normal life. the nine to five was something i just simply could not even justify. but rent and bills, they bend the truth. inside i stay restless, with or without youth. you'll have to carry me out. nail my hands and my knees to the fucking floor, brace the table to the double doors. you'll have to carry me out. look for proof that you will never find. say you’ve found it, it’s a god damn lie. i waited in the dark for the tide to turn next to the parkway i just heard your engine burn. now this is where i am, and i guess that it’s my thing. dinner parties, no more RT, diamond rings. things i said and i never did, just the thoughts of a silly kid. “never, not i” is what i cried, when asked to lead the normal life. nine to five was something that i simply could not justify. you know I feel that it’s the truth, i’m holding on TO YOUTH!
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The Grudge 04:04
there was a truce followed by the shaking of hands. not another nation, not on desert sands. but right here, it’s in my heart, it’s in my head. while you’re keeping your words in, my pride is still hurting. remorse is never a word that i speak about. i try to push it back, let it lie and wait. i’m trying harder and harder to find a vaccine to this hate. and i know it’s not a postive way that i live. and i know that there is nothing left to give. sometimes it’s hard to find the will to let go. and your hand is streched out to mine. i want to crush it, break your spine. once again, yes my friend. you know that it’s hard to find the will to let go. and everything you tried to find is just another reason why you failed in this game that they call life. and you let it go. a chance meeting at the corner store leads me to believe that there’s so much more to this hate that breeds inside of me. i've got a grudge that i’ve held on for years never to let go for the sake of fear that something might happen inside of my head. and everything you tried to say it just gets blown away. and everything you tried to find, it just gets left behind.
5.
New Highway 03:24
in another time, in another place, make an excuse just to save some face. kid yourself, tell everyone that you're doing fine. in your mind you are, till you get back on the streets. an alarm clock rings, you’re late again. pawned all the shit you stole from all your friends. the cash comes back across the glass, it’s fifty bucks. i guess you’re fucked! while you’re hiding out from those you loved, who tried to help you out. stood by your side, in their heads you've died. you did this time, yes you’re all alone, due to the fact that you stole your mothers gold. don't forget your sisters car, it didn’t get far, it burned to the ground out there. yeah back on the streets. you've become a ghost, a creature of the night. cross new highway on a stolen ten speed bike. disappear into the numbered streets. you’re not seen for several weeks. you fucking wait! you break it down. while they build it up. and you’re calling out, but they are shutting up.what are you trying to find? what are you trying to say? what are you trying to live for, if its not today?
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Goth N Roll 03:04
got the clothes, you got the shoes, and you play the part. got the hair, you’ve got the moves, but what you don’t have is heart. there’s a million bands that sound like you, and act like you and they are invading the scene. but in a year from now will they be down? or playing ROCK all over town, do you know what i mean? and when the lights come on and the corporate dust will settle, will there still be a place for "goth inspired emo mosh metal" ? and i will sit back and laugh in glee and shout when your career ends up like WARRANT, when NIRVANA came out! big black bus pulls into town, you slither into the warped tour. girls line up right down town, you turn them into rock whores. when the plugs are pulled, and the roadies off the stage, it takes like ten of them just to put away your stripper cage. and i will sit back and laugh while you pose and pout cause i’m ressurecting MINOR THREAT just to take you out! all you scream about are dead girls bleeding hearts and fake worlds, as you can see i am not that frightened. squeeze into your girls jeans practice mosh moves in the mirror. i am not that scared of your black clothes and your black soul. of your switch blade, bloody red rose. of your blood drips, and your horror riffs. over the shoulder fancy guitar flips. and this is what it is. before the eyeliner, before the sound scan, before the street team, and the corporate master plan. there was a scene created by the kids who really gave a fuck about what they said, and what they did. and now you turn your back on them, like you’re sick of it. called yourself "rock 'n roll", hit the road and got away with it.
7.
you watch it. braindead on fucking TV. look for the best dressed of the year, ignore senseless inhumanity. keep clicking day after fucking day. reality is now a storyline, a final vote, plastic surgery. and it get’s harder to find. just another excuse for you to stay inside, you’re never getting out. i’m looking for answers, channel’s got nothing to give. with a blindfold on is how they let you live. keep searching, something you’ll never find. five seconds on how africa just went a lost a million lives. you watch it. it’s on your fucking TV. a slave to lies, a slave to candy coated situation documentaries. then it comes down right back to the start. i watched you change the channel, and then you crossed your arms. meanwhile, back in LA. there’s more the life than this, and you’re sitting down, the minute hand goes round and round. another hour in a dormant state. please dear, let the dinner wait. and now it seems like every day there’s less and less to say. things pile up to do. it’s up to you. there’s nothing you can do. you try, but it’s too late.
8.
calling out this is not a test. sounding like a slap on a pleather vest. LIE to BQE, straight to the nest. ironic slogan slapped on your chest. i just saw you on t.v. what the hell went wrong? play a roll to sing your wack ass song? and i am so confused on what you think you’re up to. seriously, is this the next big thing? i watched you go down a lot harder than most. make up in the video as the camera went in close. erased your past. your culture wiped off the earth. all we believed swallowed by that smirk. its true, DON'T FRONT! and all you said it was in vain! i cant believe the back story you made up for yourself. just pick the most convenient one right off the shelf. the kids they might be fooled by some things that you do. it’s true.
9.
Wolverines 03:00
the news got spread while we broke sunday bread, and spoke of wages of the week. the radio signal came in strong. some grew timid, some grew weak. instructed to stay inside it's safe. don't wander far from the central base. be ready and alert, let 'em never know that you're afraid! those that do not fear death can never truly die. they live in propaganda, whisper fireside. as a child i would collect their pamphlets, tell my parents i would join their ranks and be all i could be. folding pages of army rangers. special forces, training courses. it blows my mind, i was like eleven at the time. i've been programmed to love this violence, and all it brings. video games, and killing things, i’m against this war but i watch it on TV. i can’t explain that when I see a gun, i quickly ask if it’s loaded and point it at someone or something and imagine it dying. gasping for air, gasping for breath. i wanted them to invade so bad, we'll steal the guns from the mall and make our last stand. just like wolverines on movie screens, just out of reach. except we'd be fighting from the beach!

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recorded DIY in a Long Island kindergarten library. For real.

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released August 26, 2006

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