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Capitalisn't

by Ludlow/Fire Ant Season

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1.
its that time of year again i get to hang out with my best friends smoking cigarettes and acting tall down at the local shopping mall trying not to get mowed down by the suburban kids and the soccer moms black friday sale again and here they come with all of their little children pushing tiny little shopping carts the wish for toys in their little hearts but i don’t think they can understand things like so-called supply and demand cause its advertising they want that next best thing just like mommy just like me its that time of year again i get to go out window shopping gonna buy something for my boyfriend prolly something in lace or satin cause i don’t wanna be nothing but a consumer baby i don’t wanna be anything but a customer in training my sense of identity is wrapped up in commodities my sense of identity is built out of commodity fetishism its that time of year again the day after thanksgiving when we told all our family and friends that we want for nothing that we were content but its the black friday sale again the perfect night to go camping on the cold concrete of the parking lot where we can buy the things that we can’t afford at all
2.
Living in the city's kind of funny You can hear the birds chirp at night you can see the homebums begging for change see them flying their signs And sirens fly by in the middle of the night in a sea of blinking lights And I’m wondering if they’re saving any lives or just handing out fines Cause they do it all the time Living in the city’s kind of funny you can see the protesters march by you can wave at them from your balcony windows yeah you can say goodbye Cause the news comes in at a quarter to nine and my doors locked up tight the radios playing my favorite songs, Ive heard them my whole life And I’m doing alright my job is just fine, thanks I’m doing alright And I swear that I’m alive There’s a river of shit under the city Office man in a tower looking down on me I wonder what he sees Yeah living in the city’s kinda funny You can hear the birds chirp at night You can see the homebums begging for change the protesters flying their signs But the news comes in at a quarter to nine and my doors locked up tight the radios playing my favorite songs, Ive heard them my whole fucking life And I swear that I’m alive My job is just fine I’m doing alright There’s a river of shit under the city
3.
well there aint no god but mary is his mother got my drugs hidden in the kitchen cupboard got my fox news and i got a feeling that something ain’t right up in my ceiling i got my truck, i got my girl and she don’t seem to love me but it ain’t really concerning cause i got beer and i don’t do the dishes im living that life that all men are wishing i got my guns, i got my constitution i support the troops but stack arms against them the liberal media sure aint gonna get me i’ll show them right by shooting up a wendy’s and they’ll kick my ass but they won’t convict me that’s just life out here in the country my cousins a cop, my grandpa’s a warden they won’t kick my door in unless they got a warrant got no education cause I can’t afford it I don’t want it anyway if you haven’t noticed I’d rather live my life close to convention Watching TV, not thinking about nothing But maybe if I actually opened my mind About the working class I think I might find That I’m just a product of Reaganomics And I don’t even know shit about it
4.
the only thing i don’t like about texas are the cops had me handcuffed barefoot in the rain like a country song you turned to me asked why can’t we all just get all along after all, we hadn’t don’t nothing wrong i said as long as they’ve got guns and body armor and treating us like dogs this revolution will be a’coming and it won’t take very long so acab til they take off that badge but nobody eats for free and if your blood was filled with oil they'd make us bleed the only thing i don’t like about texas is the beach had piles of dead sea life stacked taller than me you couldn’t take in the scenery without taking in the stink and out in the distance you could see the oil factories we’re living on stolen land, this state wasn’t built by immigrants but by the exploitation of the working poor genocide slavery and war the only thing i don’t like about texas is the border patrol got hundreds of thousands if not millions with nowhere to go these ICE detention centers are prisons and didn’t you know that concentration camps have been in use since long ago
5.
Well I will never be the person I thought that I would see and I make believe that I'm coming in contact, literally, with all of my fears and stressing out, anxiety, it's a curse onto me and I'm just stuck inside imagining all my faults reprehend to the point of no kind of existence, I try to plan all of the terrible shit that's in my head and project around me all of the ways that I could die, I'll never see what it means to try for a meaningful existence I'll try my best, I'll try my best And I guess you could say that it's all in my head and I'm hallucinating all of these signs and complications, can't you see? It's not me, it's my goddamned chemistry, but that's irrelevant when it comes to thinking the worst, I am the best and I'll try to reinvent, metastasize myself thinkin' fine, a different role to play this time, but it's fine, I don't care, I'll get a heart-attack and that will be that
6.
**NOTE** i care more about your well-being than some dumb song i wrote, so PLEASE don't take this advice if you're considering shoplifting. going to jail isn't all that great. Well if you're hard up for cash and still have gotta pay the rent and continue existing in your own environment, well my friend I have some good advice for you and that is go down to Walmart and steal yourself some food, the first thing you'll need is a long store receipt to make it apparent that you've bought it all complete and the next item you're gonna wanna take is a reusable grocery bag to fill up along the way and your main concern as you're walking along is try your very best and remain calm, act just like you do this every day and respond to the workers if they greet you along the way, start with your items that are the biggest first, such as frozen dinners and drinks to quench your thirst and then at the top you're gonna wanna place the smallest and the lightest, now you're doing great, yeah! And after you have your necessities, you're gonna walk through a closed aisle, most likely 13 and then you're gonna take out that receipt and head for the exit, though not too hastily, avoid eye contact as you make for the street and now you're a professional, bonafide thief, yeah!
7.
There's a little cell with a bad, bad man in its walls, a charge of molestation and with no family to call. Bad life decisions, man, he sure did make them all, it's funny though he'll say that he never enjoyed alcohol And I can tell you that this is not the life for me, a fucked up father with a taste for methamphetamines. I'm so lucky that I have yet to replicate the same decisions incorporated in my DNA There's an accident 15 miles out from 31, a bat out of hell with an insatiable thirst for fun. Addiction runs so far back in his family tree that he didn't see the headlights from the traffic that was oncoming And I can tell you that this is not the life I want, a step-brother whose memory is now an afterthought. A love for the drink and any other friendly chemical has created a statistic now and forevermore There's an apathetic man in his bedroom writing down this song, trying to think of reasons why he cannot cry at all. So many times he's felt it when it all just seems so very wrong, separated from the people who so very much used to belong And I can tell you that this is the perfect life for me, disconnected from the people with so much harm to bring and I can tell you that there's not much more to sing, with them so far gone, what's the point in them even listening?
8.
I think it's a little fucked that I'm okay with dissociative properties, I would just be fine to leave all of my friends behind, never say goodbye and leave. There's something romantic about being disenchanted and I fantasize frequently, it's like a broken bone that never did quite regrow in the way that it should be. Someone's gotta make it out alive! I guess it's not a stretch for the way that I am like this, it's basically my status quo, any time that I begin to get to know someone, I freak out and it's out the door, my lack of social propriety is at an all time low, I'm breaking down at this moment, just give me a second or two to try and catch my breath and then you'll never see me again When you sing the same old shit and everyone's heard it, it's no better than that circular type of logic, no one gets anywhere and no one truly cares, there's nothing like screaming out to no one And someone's gotta make it and something's gotta fill it and some time isn't ever gonna arrive!

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This album details the various aspects and ramifications of living under the confines of late capitalism.

Nate: guitar/vox
Tim: mandolin/vox

Mixed & mastered by Jon Pizarro (thank you so heckin much!)
Artwork by William-Snekspeare on Tumblr

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released January 6, 2019

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