The kings thought the world could not be changed with a ballot
Then flags of revolution reigned because they wouldn't allow it

You can't tear our towers down
We are the architects of a new generation
Laying the cornerstone for a stronger administration

We’ve been idle for too long
And this is where we stop

Cheers to all the ones who have taken a long walk off the short plank of life
Cheers to all my mates who have fallen but get back up in the city of lovers and fighters

You can't tear our towers down
We are the architects of a new generation
Laying the cornerstone for a stronger administration

Can’t tear our towers down
We are too strong
And we cannot be stopped
No not now


We're burning 
Down everything they built for us
With the torch 
They handed down to us
No angel’s 
Indulgences forgiving the blood we've spilt
No candles 
Burning for the limbs you've thrown to war


You can't tear our towers down
We are the architects of a new generation
Laying the cornerstone for a stronger administration

Can’t tear our towers down
We are too strong
And we cannot be stopped
No not now


ARCHITECTS

Why do you need sister morphine
To hold you in the dark
Scratching scars deep in the pits of your arms
And all those pills to ease the pain of growing bored and old
All I need is a glass and a bottle of charm

As long as I can remember I’ve lived a life of indignity
Life’s little kicks mean nothing to me
I think I’ve finally chased away the ghost that haunt my past
So pour another round ‘cause this might be our last

I was jumping off the wagon
While you were burning all your bridges
And turning around and laughing at all your enemies in ashes
But when you’re gone who will recall the lines you waited in
Will your obituary be a punchline?

As long as I can remember I’ve lived a life of indignity
Life’s little kicks mean nothing to me
I think I’ve finally chased away the ghost that haunt my past
So pour another round ‘cause this might be our last

Pour another drink.


MOSCARA

Spent my time with the Angels and the Devil
Sold my soul to the whiskey and the rebels
I’m gonna fight ‘til the day I die
Gonna drink that whiskey ‘til the well runs dry

I spent all my money on alcohol
Because I put my faith in the bottom of a bottle
I spent all my money on alcohol
Heading for destruction, running full throttle

I spent my time with the rich and the poor
I cursed my halo and left it on the side of the road
I lost my head I buried my girl
Now I’ll spend my last breath staring at a prison door

I spent all my money on alcohol
Because I put my faith in the bottom of a bottle
I spent all my money on alcohol
Heading for destruction, running full throttle

I spent my time hanging out with a bad crowd
And when I die, they’ll bury me in a black shroud
Lay me lower that ol’ Poncho
Leavin’ Lefty with no place to go
I’m gonna fight ‘til the day I die
Gonna drink that whiskey ‘til the well runs dry

I spent all my money on alcohol
Because I put my faith in the bottom of a bottle
I spent all my money on alcohol
Heading for destruction, running full throttle


WHISKEY REBELLION

The Bad Ones formed in Houston, Texas in 2006 as a new project for three former members of The Ballistics, who were a Houston punk rock scene staple. In one form or another they have been playing in bands together since their early teens. In early 2010 they filled the lead guitar position with long time friend Brett Rhome. Drawing their influence from artists such as Iggy Pop, The Rolling Stones and The Dead Boys, the band is comprised of James Parker (vocals, guitar), Brett Rhome(lead guitar),Kelly Jacobs (bass), and Casey “What?, Yes!” Kemp (drums). Musically they conjure up the ghosts of delta blues men as well as the rockers that aped them in the 1960’s through the ’77 punk explosion. They are not, however, mere revivalists. Their sound has an approach that marries old standards with modern rock and roll aesthetics. 

Known for their energetic and loud live shows they have developed a personal mantra, “we want to make your ears bleed and your faces melt.” 

Their first self-titled EP ranges in sound from 80’s hardcore to blues driven rock to old Texas country. The lyrical themes incorporate heartbreak, murder and revolution. It was released on their own record label, A\V Club Records.


THE BAD ONES