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I Know That This Is Vitriol

by Lemon Knife

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1.
Before I was ever involved in Pueblo Falls I was stuck in some Palin-type's drawer She bought me on sale for 12.99 At some faceless southwest megastore She thought that she was 2007's Annie Oakley Brandishing me on her waist in that no-guns-allowed Chipotle She liked to see the fear on the young liberal faces But she lacked the guts, or aim, to draw at thirty paces One day she got bored, and sold me to a pawn shop Three weeks later a man comes in He ogles me with his sunken brown eyes He's shaky and skinny and he smells like gin He takes me back to a trailer down by the dry creek Hides me in a pile of stacked up clothes that reek I hear him on the phone talking to some woman He's sorry he left, and could she please just come in? He spends the night twitching and trying to sleep Speaking of Melinda with so much venom She knocks on the trailer door at 10:57 Middle aged, done up in teal lace & denim She walks in, he grabs me from beneath a wrinkled coat He shoots her twice and holds the gun up to his beating throat “That woman killed my son,” he says, then it gets gory So now I guess I'll never know the truth of their story But I'll wait here at 37 Carbonero Drive Come find me if there's somebody that you don't want alive
2.
Thunder Owed 02:40
Cumulonimbus From Mt. Olympus We strike the quickest No more existence 1000 amperes and now I smell your fear You hear the rumble as your kingdom crumbles They’ve driven us down for so long...end of the road! They’ve borrowed lightning for so long...there’s thunder owed! The final dead bolt Lands with a loud jolt From Hyde to Humboldt Electric revolt 1000 amperes and now I smell your fear You hear the rumble as your kingdom crumbles Plutocratic men are at large Waiting for the static discharge Tie yourselves down, stormy weather United you’ll hang together They’ve driven us down for so long...end of the road! They’ve borrowed lightning for so long...there’s thunder owed! I feel the voltage rising, I feel it stabilizing I feel the power charging, I feel the calm departing I feel the voltage rising, I feel it stabilizing The pressure overloading, the whole first world exploding They’ve driven us down for so long...end of the road! They’ve borrowed lightning for so long...there’s thunder owed!
3.
Vultures 04:31
You know the way you look today, I’m shocked the vultures stay away! The fools who trusted in your smile are always first to taste your bile! You think your venom holds the truth; if you are rum, you’re zero proof! You think you should be canonized; I think you should be carbonized! You know the way you look today, I’m shocked the vultures stay away! You take a walk down by the lake, hope nature drowns her worst mistake! You speed so fast down a dark street, a shame if you hit that concrete! If we ever share an address, you’ll need some time to convalesce!
4.
Endless City 02:27
Sealed in a box with 1000 suckers then you Spend your essence for the man who kindly trades you for the One thing you can never retrieve when it’s spent So you count the second minutes decades dwindle Dwindle in the endless city Noise never stops from the goons who won’t hesitate to Rave at daybreak on a Tuesday morning so you Sleep when you can which is not often and the Cars buses sirens tourists lend you a cacophony of Voices in the endless city Bridges sprouted rust and the trees never built, it’s all a Great grey grid populated by bankers and the Young people cooler than us who just want DJs But we’ve got a gig tonight so I guess it’s okay Rock out in the endless city Fuck it, let’s dance!
5.
Why can’t you let me be who I am, not who I was born to be? Why can’t you let me be who I became I will remember, I will remember, I will remember you
6.
You fought me each hour of each day From the moment I reached the Beltway Ever-locked in a brutal melee News came, had to crack a small grin Tell the devil’s poor next of kin Years of loss then this final win Now you’re gone, and the fight is won, and the sun is out, and the bells are ringing Yeah you’re gone, and the fight is won, but the war is lost, and no birds are singing Your body was brought down to Cap. Hill Hand frozen like signing a last bill It’s victory why am I still...lost You taught everything that I know You hit hard - I learned my judo No light when there is no shadow Now you’re gone, and the fight is won, and the sun is out, and the bells are ringing Yeah you’re gone, and the fight is won, but the war is lost, and no birds are singing Now you’re gone, and the fight is won, and the sun is out, and the bells are ringing Yeah you’re gone, and the fight is won, but the war is lost, and your soul is singing Down in hell...
7.
God hates fags signs, confederate flags, and a whole lot of those stupid red hats All lay in debris in a trampled heap in a crumpled pile on a smoldering street When they closed the universities and locked out the majority they were smugly certain in their fait accompli Then the goons held a rally, but we crept in the alleys, and all at once swept in with a finale The day we took our, day we took our, day we took our, day we took our, day we took our, day we took our country back x2 When we finished with rednecks, white power, and blue bloods, we found it was the first drop in a flash flood But the rising tide never lifts the quietest boats, so we locked in our oars and we jumped past the moat Then we woke up on a strange shore, and we had been made the mayors, but the country was cooking up a cold civil war Our Union was ready to fight some more goons when the first ones fell so easy on that fall afternoon Minneapolis - captured Philadelphia - captured San Antonio - captured Santa Barbara - captured When we crossed the Mason-Dixon We had found a new addiction We kept going, crossed the border Even dealt with Bolsonaro Well we've ruled 15 years on the world stage, got universal suffrage and minimum wage But the bold plans of action were growing less clear, and we never figured out what to do with Kashmir Now we're wealthy, fat, and burned out, look at how us rebels turned out, but we bought this in blood so don't you dare call us sellouts I start to hear a rumor doubt is spreading like a tumor, once we were the meteors but now we are the dinosaurs
8.
When we crest the slopes/when we scale the peaks When we cast the ropes/when we ford the creeks To the alpine caves/seek the hidden prize The lost soul’s enclave/known as Fool’s Demise We unseal the tomb/we unlock the chests In the dim lit room/object of our quest 40,000 jewels/Gems that signify 40,000 fools/who came here to die When we split the loot We’ll be free at last It’s our parachute It’s our escape hatch Though our love was swift Swift you were untrue This is your last gift As you join their crew Thought you had my back/we were thick as thieves Then you stabbed my back/we were thick as thieves My life was undone/but your shot rang true 40,001/40,002
9.
Tax the rich or burn the rich We don’t have a preference, you choose which! Tax the rich or burn the rich I’ve got a 3 year going on a 4 year itch It’ll make a great movie, here’s the pitch Start with Trump, end with Gorsuch Tax the rich or burn the rich, We don’t have a preference, you choose which! Tax the rich or burn the rich They’ve got their fat fingers on the execution switch If they pull it their plan will go off without a hitch So stop right there, you son of a bitch!
10.
The cure for physical wounding Is medicine and care The cure for heavy depression Is thought to be fresh air Just smile through your despair Pretend that it’s not there Condescension as kindness Failure of a disguise Would you be so dismissive Seeing it through my eyes? Maggie strangled her young boy When he was less than one Susie’s daughter was shot dead Three years with autism Well, Mags has maximum But Suze got two and done Vicious murder as kindness Shameful as a disguise Would you be sympathetic With that gun between your eyes? Suffering as excuses Never was a disguise Why won’t you ever give us The chance to be televised?
11.
You woke up under the wheels of the gravy train Alarm goes off at 5:15, out of your brain Your personal eclipse has stolen all your light You wanna put down your gloves and call off the fight But you can’t shrug your way to valhalla! I know the road is cold, and it’s dark, and it’s long But I know you, and I know you’re strong! Go take what’s yours and then a little more Don’t sneak in through the window, burn down the door! But you can’t shrug your way to valhalla!
12.
Sky of white, and sea of blue I see the beacon and dream of you Wish you were, so far away From chopping knives, from chopping waves (x4) Why can’t we just let the nighttime be night? Why can’t we just let the nighttime be night? Why can’t we just let the nighttime be night? Was the cost ever worth the light? (x4) Why can’t we just let the nighttime be night? (x2)

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released December 9, 2019

John Retterer-Moore: Drums, lyrics, occasional vocals
Mia Blixt-Shehan: Bass, guitar, vocals, lyrics on track 10

Chris Johnson: Production

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Distorted hard rock duo from Chicago making songs with the killer riffs of classic rock but the energy of classic punk.

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