WAR EP

by ttypes

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1.
You are so engrossed Your own apocalypse horse That you would never change course Even if it was your life was on the line So forget the score 'Cause it's all happened before A winner always needs more and more And yes the lies are beautiful I see 'em But I don't believe 'em Yeah I can help you If your honest luck is hittin' the wall And all your tears are booked Before they ever happen to fall Well I repeat I can help you Let me, I can help you I can C'mon, with your horses And breath a little fire and never let me go You were so engrossed Your own apocalypse horse That you would never change course Even if it was your life on the line Open up the door to find the freedom in store Your mind was chained but no more And yes the lies are beautiful I see 'em But I don't need 'em Yeah I can help you If your honest luck is hittin' the wall And all your tears are booked Before they ever happen to fall Well I repeat I can help you Let me, I can help you I can
2.
02:49
We got the daydream history conquered up with the beat our bearly-eyed saunter and they were shoutin' "We are one and a thousand! Though their lies are the loud ones We are the human fountain!" And if ever I could choose another time to be alive. Couldn't- why? Cause through all the years of our oppression always we've been rising like a tidal drum. Rebel sons shine on. Light brightened up and we are the sunrise, history sets the age of the empire. And we were shoutin' "They are one we are thousands! Though their lies are the loud ones We are the human fountain!" A dreamer you could call be but you know I'm not the only one now. The power of two. Two to the power of people like you. What do the kings know of the poor man's lives and their trials and all of their dreams and pullin' the weeds out of their gardens- "Sick and dyin' those are their problems"- you villains, when will you have enough? What are we for? What is our message? Solidarity forever. And humanist ethic[s]. Oh and if the timer were to run us out and we were all to die upon the burning bough I won't regret we tried, I know, we tried with love Cause just to be aliven the odds the odds the odds. How We miss you Martin, Mahandas, George, and John. Abraham, Vinccetti, Sacco, Jesus on. What are we for? What is our message? Solidarity forever. And humanist ethic. Oh and all my humans how I love you now let's build a life for ev'ryone and make it sound like dreams in past of angels' song and pluck the bow to ride out on an arrow past the sun. How We miss you Martin, Mahatma, George, and John. Abraham, Vinccetti, Sacco, Jesus on.
3.
03:57
The government is not a person it's a thing and man you own that thing. Of the people by and for it was created for the greater good of ev'rything. And no it's not a perfect thing, but man you own that thing. it's not a monster fanged, but a tool for gain. The problem that needs fixin' is the lies the politicians all get paid to say to serve the needs of donors of the paper they all chase when they should legislate. oh but it's not too late to run and save the day but we must find a way to end this money game oh yeah the power to the people wait the power is the people yeah it always was the people so we'll pop their bubble with our million needles we can bring em to their knees'll bleed and oh won't that just be a shame cause they need us to be sheep for sheerin when it comes the time of year capital gains oh and the villain cranes his neck and bends his ear and then he calls the dogs, police baton: the sound of fear. The law is an agreement made for those of us that need it cause we ain't all saints. But the moral doesn't matter when it's cash that trumps and scatters all the rules in place and the rich buy up the schools and jails, while the poor get blamed for getting flunked and failed out of this rigged shell game oh yeah so power to the people wait the power is the people yeah it always was the people so lets stand and march on evil cause they cannot stop the people as we raise our strong or feeble bloodied hands at last you psychopathic kings of wrath knash your teeth to dust when you at last see love is something priceless glass more than any other billions trash you've pilled under million mattresses of plunder oh all you have is blood as cash yeah all you have is blood as cash so throw it up like lightning as you realize to be free at last is just to love your fellow man is just to love your fellow man oh can you love your fellow man oh can you love yourself at all on your mountain of isolated agony could you step down and free at last yourself and brothers others those you would call others yeah they are your brothers
4.
03:35
No I don't want to be an American anymore bombs with our flag droppin' down upon ev'ry shore. if you ever want to notice all our money turns to blood. if you ever wanna notice it's a comin' like a flood. No I don't want to be an American anymore 'free' don't mean free when the criminals run the store. if you ever want to notice facists chargin' on the run. if you ever wanna notice they beat up punks like us for fun. and I don't want to be eaten up by the gnash of radio controlled 'lectric teeth. am I paranoid or do I see the warning signs of packs of metal montsers huntin' down, roamin' free. They call, they call, oh they call them the DARPA Dogs. No I don't want to be an American anymore our past is a myth painted over an endless war. If you ever want to notice we sell violent fools our guns And then we act like we don't know this whenever they use em. D.A.R.P.A. D.O.G.S.S.S.S.S.S.S.S. (run)
5.
01:50
Run to the side or you'll die The sun came up to early That's not the sun Run to the side or you'll die

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This ep was written over a period of 7 years and is a response to the hurricane of doubt, fear, and confusion that is the ongoing culture war in America.

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released July 25, 2017

Vocals by Tim Krauss
Piano/Keyboard by Tim Krauss
Electronic instruments by Tim Krauss and Zach Schnitta
All other instruments written and recorded by Chris Kennedy (unless otherwise noted).

Produced by Tim Krauss
Engineered by Tim Krauss and Jupiter Jones.
Mixed by Richard Lam
Mastered by Matthew Murman

Recorded by Tim Krauss, Jupiter Jones, Chris Kennedy, and Kevin Walsh in Michigan, Arizona, and New York.

Special thanks to Paul, Fynn, mom, dad, Jupiter Jones, and Kevin Walsh at The Smooth Spot.

www.thesmoothspot.com

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ttypes is a midwest composer and anyone he's collaborating with. ttypes is native to Grand Rapids, Michigan. ttypes is multi-genre and is inspired by personal experience, myth, morality, science, fiction, non-fiction, and dreams.

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