Get a Job, Hippie.

by The Great American Noise Jihad

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Debut track recorded at Tomuto Sounds.

lyrics

Crash land, hipster dive
Got a crave for some cheap ass wine
Look! I followed my nose
Now I’m blowing rails in the back lot
 
Blue lights, DUI
Let me slide, face is white
If I hadn’t shaved then
I’d be face down on the sidewalk

United Fruit!
It’s blood for oranges!
Leave your children orphaned!
Shoot em up with poppies!
Now their souls are worthless!

Said I need a fuckin job
Like a stroke or a broken jaw
Come payday, I'll fill my tank
With blood from the Arab Spring

Get a real fucking job
Hit a lick for an ounce of pot
"Cash is king:" a myth to keep
The peasantry from revolting
 
United Fruit!
It’s blood for oranges
Leave your children orphaned
Shoot em up with poppies
Now their souls are worthless
 
Kill for citric acid
AK’s falling flaccid
Bayonet to brow
BOW! Who’s a peasant now?

Conga line!
Conga line into the grave!
Oh fuck.
Now our souls are worthless.

credits

released 12 September 2013
Produced by Kenny Muto
www.tomutosounds.com

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