"Second Class" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:

Oh I need a helping hand
how unAmerican
I’m a Second class soldier
And i’ve gotten in too deep
Just a pawn in their scheme
i don’t think I’ll get much older

All lies on the inside, don’t everybody get to  

oh as high as I am    
on daizepam.      
they got me running both 
Sides of the border 

Oh I need to get out    
Need to make my way south 
Skirt the Hindu Kush to skirt their orders 
 
I got the letter in the post 
The one you fear most
It says they share your sorrow
oh But i know that it’s not right
Their convienient suicide
They tell me to take a number
All lies on the inside don’t everybody get to die  

cuz I just know he wouldn’t go that way     
He wrote me just the other day
talked about all the plans he wanted to make 
Said that you got to.    

oh ma it’s getting mad in Asadabad, but there’s no one to report to 
If I reach the bazaar, it will be too far, so I’m leaving tomorrow

Break Our Fall

Second Class Soldier

A New Compilation Featuring 16 Michigan Bands, Proceeds Go Towards Combating Climate Change.
350 parts per million is what many scientists, climate experts, and progressive national governments are now saying is the safe upper limit for CO2 in our atmosphere.

Unless we are able to rapidly return to 350 ppm this century, we risk reaching tipping points and irreversible impacts such as the melting of the Greenland ice sheet and major methane releases from increased permafrost melt.
On October 24th 2009, people around the world and all throughout Michigan will unite to demand change.

The Strutt, and the I.D.E.A. Association will be hosting a panel discussion on the subject of sustainable development for Kalamazoo. After the event, we will be hosting regular public forums to help facilitate a local sustainable development project. Proceeds from the CD sales will go toward design and implementation.
The success of the 350 movement depends on you! Stay involved! Don't remain silent!
Artists & Tracks

   1. Seth Bernard - The People's Priority
   2. Graham Parsons - Migration
   3. Anna Ash and the Family Tree - Honesty
   4. Red Tail Ring - Strong Hands
   5. Greensky Bluegrass - Be A Part
   6. Glowfriends - Be Surprised
   7. Nwe Spryghts - Geographic Review
   8. Toro &the National Guard - Automatic Transitions
   9. Max Dandyslax - The Atmosfears Suite
  10. Melting Man vs. the Sun - Black Water Sky
  11. Nathan Kalish - Chain Gang
  12. Rootstand - Black Malard River
  13. Dooley Noted - Big Fish
  14. Who Hit John? - Hopkin's Creek
  15. Blackwater Valley Songs - Crawl
  16. Fiona Dickinson - Buy It In Bottles


Be A Part • 350.org

from the album "Silver Sky - Deluxe Edition"

The Place That I Call Home - The Infamous Stringdusters

Current Swell - Gunshots - Ulysses

Songs For The Reaper

Slicker Than Tape is funk polished to perfection—analog attitude with grooves that glide like magnetic silk. Dripping in slap bass, smooth synths, and that sweet cassette hiss, this track oozes confidence and vintage cool. It’s the sonic equivalent of a wink, a lean, and a moonwalk out of your ex’s life.
Too smooth to skip. Too fresh to fast forward.

#VHSFunk #SlickerThanTape #LoFiFunk #RetroGroove #CassetteCool #NuFunk #Funkwave #AnalogSwagger #80sFunkVibes #SlapBassSmooth #SoundCloudFunk #BoogieDeluxe #TapeDeckHeat #NeonStrut #RewindAndRide

Slicker Than Tape

I don’t skinny-dip when I swim… I run the bank

Bank Runner (Live)

Truth And Love

"As Old As I" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:
higher yet my love, the water is rising 
up on the counter my love, grab a hold tightly — 
don’t you let go my dear, I can’t let you die 
Til your old as I, as old as I, old as I 

look both ways my dear, don’t trip on your laces
But here you lie shot in your sleep by a bullet gone stray 
you gave me your blessing, to keep you alive til ur 
old as I, as old as I, as old as I …  
  
I’ll take all your baggage, and I’ll give you mine,
For the passage of the time, for the distance as old as i, as old as I … as old as I

As Old As I

"The Legend of Connie Hawkins" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:
Down on the courts in Bed Stuy
A legend rose from the streets
Just a poor kid with no use for what the others called gravity 

People came from all around to see young connie Hawkins do his thing
When the hawk went up against the best at Rucker park
oh how the choir would sing   

High flying kid do you know what you just did 

Is It just a dream love, is it just a dream love, steady you go
Hey pa I think I’m gonna make it, I’m going away on a one way ticket 
Is it just a dream love, is it just a dream love, steady you go 
round here those are always sinking, folks will say connie what were you thinking 

He lead the team in Highschool he never once got beat two years in a row
Got a scholarship to Iowa and knew that he had to go
he sent a letter home, to his papa, said papa I’m going to the nba 
But then out of nowhere his name got dropped into a scandal, always someone got to pay 

I got to got to got to get going now pop, there’s a detective here from the DA 
He’s telling me they’ll lock me away, if I don’t say what he wants me to saaaaaaaay 

So to all the kids on the back home lots, I swear it isn’t like they say 
the investigators pushed me around, and then I was black balled by the nba 

That playground legend, who could dunk when he was eleven, with super natural abilities, long before MJ before the Doctor. 
His Dreams were stolen, stomped on and thrown in, never got his day in the sun 
And now here lies High Flying Hawkins the greatest player that never was

So to all the kids on the back home lots, I swear it isn’t like they say 
the investigators pushed me around, and I was black balled by the nba 
His Dreams were stolen, stomped on and thrown in, never got his day in the sun 
And now here lies High Flying Hawkins the greatest player there ever was

The Legend of Connie Hawkins

"Silent Type" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

Order on deluxe vinyl and CD: https://dispatchmerch.com

Dispatch Online:
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LYRICS:
Rode our horses in the pelting rain over the graves of the last war
Rooster was on a tare about something he’d seen the night before
Then he went quiet, when his horse stopped still in the night
I guess every now and then he the silent type 

From a ramshackle shotgun house we heard a woman just a screaming a name 
said why’d they take him lord, he hasn’t done a thing
But in that moment seemed god slipped out of sight
I guess every now and then he the silent type 
I guess every now and then he the silent type 

Another storm is coming, we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
Another storm is coming, we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall

Further up the trail we came to ghastly sight
a man hanging from an old oak tree, for looking someone in the eye 
I asked the governor but he ducked back from the light 
I guess every now and then he the silent type 
I guess every now and then he the silent type 

Another storm is coming, we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
Another storm is coming, 
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall

we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall

Silent Type

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