All songs written, recorded, performed by Shitty Gonzales and Brown Johnson.
All songs mixed and mastered by Timothy Steven Bukowski

Acid Song (Johnny Hobo And The Freight Trains Cover)

To those whose feelings I have hurt.. 



I døn't knøw where tø gø, I løcked my$elf øutta the høu$e again! 
I lø$t my key$, that much is u$ual, likely før me tø play the $ame føur chørd$!
Every $øng i$ the $ame før yøu tø decipher thøught$ frøm my nøn-exi$tant brain! 
I can't explain why I møved away, with friend$ leaving tøwn there are le$$ place$ tø $tay!

I døn't knøw what i$ wrøng with me, ør why I hurt everybødy that I meet...

I $tøød there and watched them beat yøu up, yøu $aved my life and I didn't de$erve it! Every $ingle heart that I $tøle, ended up brøke and I knøw nø øne de$erve$ it!
I called yøu øut øn flaw$ yøu cøuldn't help, and yøu really did nøt de$erve it!
I am $ø glad $ømeøne finally kicked my a$$, becau$e it wa$ exactly what I de$erved!!!

I døn't knøw what i$ wrøng with me, ør why I hurt everybødy that I meet...
I'm $ørry friend$, I'm $ørry family, I'm $ørry my enemie$. I døn't expect yøu tø $ay that it'$ øk, becau$e it's NøT AND IT NEVER WILL BE!!!!

A$ far a$ I'm cøncerned it never will be! 

There i$ nø changing the pa$t...



Recorded by Timothy Bukowski (My Eurydice)
Drums programed, accordion, bass all 100% Tim.
Stay tuned for our split, coming soon to a soundcloud near you.

Apologetic

The first hit single by Noodle Boy and the Johnny Mortician Fedoros Los Banditos. Haply berfdey James!


You don't want presents 
or people to buy you things
so for your birthday we made you this present
and now your forced to hear us sing
merry christmas, happy halloween
april fools happy zombie jesus 4/20
Merry christmas, and happy halloween.
April fools happy motherfuckin birthday homie
Trucks, trucks, trucks, trucks
You don't want presents 
because its awkward for you
but guess what guess what guess what guess what fuck you
we'll do it anyways and then we'll tell ypu and then we'll tell you and then we'll tell you we love trucks.

The Internet is Not a Big Truck

Your innocence is insignificant here in the 50 United police States 
Where they patrol the streets for profit. 
Probable cause probably don't got it, 
Not like they need it anyway. 
It's totalitarian, the capitalization on the criminalization of our private lives. 
What the fuck is a victimless crime? 

Hey! How can you feel safe when you put your streets 
In the hands of sadists? 
Hey! How can you feel safe when you put your streets 
In the hands of theives? 

When you give a pig a gun he'll pretend that he's a man 
And develop a God-complex. 
So I say do unto cops what cops have done to others, 
Let's keep the dogs in check. 
Just stop the Gestapo tactics. Quit compensating for your small dicks.
Is that a gun in your pocket or are you just happy to see me 
You fucking faggot? 

Hey! How can you feel safe when you put your streets 
In the hands of pigs?

Hølløw $ymbøl$ - F.C.I.T.B.H. (Feat. Throw'd The Unstable)

Wake up! 

Rats are racing round and round to reach the cheese that no one sees. 
Happy? Hardly. But they're not starving. 
Better off than beggars out on the street. 
Pittering, pattering, tiny feet scattering. 
A piercing voice in their ears keeps chattering 
While painful electric pulses pave the chosen path beneath. 
"Keep spinning the wheel, faster faster!" 
Feed the machine that feeds your family 
Poorly processed poison products, 
Unabashedly branded to bring in more bucks. 
They're extorting these creatures coming of age inside of a cage, 
And entertained by their containment are the same sadists who made it. 

We are all animals but we are not fucking rodents. 
We are all animals but they can't control us. 

No I don't really know where they're leading us, 
But they tell me it's better that way. 
No I don't really know where they're leading us, 
But I don't really think that it's safe. 

Back to the lab to analyze their little minds and test the effects 
Of the next best chemical to induce dependance. 
Progress requires no repentance. 
Replacements readily relinquish themselves for compensation. 
Some perish in the process, but in their passing we'll find salvation. 

We're gnawing and clawing. Oh please hear this calling.

Hølløw $ymbøl$ - Rats!

Remember when mu$ik made $en$e, beføre the N$A? Back when radiø u$ed tø $uck but nøt a$ bad a$ it $uck$ in twø thøu$and føurteen. I think thi$ place need$ a change apart frøm thi$ media art øf $ex, drug$, and møney. The ønly thing we have left før us nøw i$ the undergrøund, and li$tening tø whatever i$ free! 

Everyøne i$ feeling alright, party til the day turn$ night, give up øn yøur human right$, and, whatever yøu dø døn't que$tiøn yøur liberty. 

I've been hearing øf FEMA camp$, teleprømpter pre$ident$, and an apprøaching Wørld War Three, but all peøple really care abøut, ør $eem tø talk abøut are $elena and Ju$tin B. Whatever happened tø $peaking øut again$t tyranny and all authørity? The ønly rea$øn why the movement i$ dead i$ cuz cømpartmentalizatiøn made u$ all cøntent!

Everyøne i$ feeling alright, party til the day turn$ night, give up øn yøur human right$, and, whatever yøu dø døn't que$tiøn yøur liberty. 

Where i$ yøur mind? Where i$ yøur $hame? Where i$ the møde$ty we thøught we cøuld believe in beføre yøu threw u$ away! Where i$ yøur mind? Where i$ yøur shame? Where i$ the møde$ty we thøught we cøuld believe in beføre yøu threw u$ away! When will it ever støp? Nø øne a$ked før thi$ kind øf tøtalitarian change! The Wørld we ønce knew inspite øf it's inhabitant$ i$ abøut tø change.


The Apocalypse Party - My Generation Has Given Up

My eyes are melting from my fucking face 
As I read the words written across the page. 
The news is written in poison ink, 
Slowly infecting my will to think and learn. 

The man on t.v. speaks with a forked tongue. 
He's dressed in red, but he's not the only one. 
That silver tongue slips between serpents' lips. 
He whispers softly as his views eclipse the truth. 

My ears they ring with hypnopaedic hums. 
What the brain is fed is what the brain becomes. 
That's why I'm starving myself to death, 
'Cuz they're making monsters out of everybody they can. 

My head is spinning. I feel so lost 
In a world that thrives on betraying trust. 

Face the face of the truth that nobody is telling you. 
Here's what you do, at the top of your lungs scream 
Motherfuckers we're on to you. 

Motherfuckers we're on to you now.

Hølløw $ymbøl$ - The Ugly Face Of The Truth

Interlude

What will yøu dø when they pøint their gun$ in yøur face, will yøu face them ør face the mu$ik, did yøu think that everything wøuld be øk? We'll ju$t wait and see. I døn't deny the re$i$tance to deny anything relating tø a twø $ystem party, $ø let'$ put an end tø the Natiønal Defen$e Authørizatiøn Act! 

When change finally cøme$, and they take me away, remember whø we ønce were. We had every right tø fight Kennith Røth wøuld tell yøu that but fuck that guy, let'$ practice øur fir$t right!

Remember back in the day a fir$t term pre$ident was øut tø ethnic clean$e the Middle Ea$t well, nøt much ha$ changed $ince way back when, except før the sløgan. Fuck Barrack øbama fucka Geørge Bu$h, and førget every thøught that their crime$ cøuld be ju$tified, Guantanamø Bay and public hanging$, $høuld be meant før $uch criminal$!

If we $ang øf The Bill øf Right$, In$tead øf pølicing the cømplete øppø$ite, that cøuld mean peace før everyøne and thi$ Earth cøuld be beautiful! They'll prøclaim their Chri$tianity while they full heartedly suppørt the Ziøni$t regime! $earch and de$trøy, divide and cønquer, Hømeland $ecurity the American $laughter! 

When change finally cøme$ and they take u$ all away, remember whø we føught før! We had every right tø dø the thing$ that we had døne tø $ave øur live$, and prøtect øur right$, that the NDAA want'$ tø take away...    

The Apocalypse Party - NDAA 2014

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