All Cops Are:
Assholes
Bastards
Crooked
Disasters
Evil
Fascists
Goddamn Classists
Hateful
Injust
Jag-offs
(K)urrupt
Liars
Mean
Narcissistic fiends
Oppressive
Prejudice
(have a) Quota
Racist
Self-obsorbed
Terrorists
Ugly and Useless
Victimizers
Weak-minded
eX-bullies
(have) you blinded
Zombies working for the man
to serve and protect now put up your hands
Get on the Fucking Ground!
The more i push you away the more you want to stay
but i can only keep these urges at bay for so long
I ain't the jekyl you can hyde behind
to keep you safe from other creatures of the night
anyone will tell ya that i'm not the kind of guy
with which you want to be caught alone
You like the cut of my wit and gears i shift so smooth
these potions're fillin my head with notions certain to kill the mood
you got a thing for the tragically flawed but the tables might turn
in a blur of fangs and claws
I ain't being coy no this ain't no game
when i say you gotta find yourself another buy
preferably one who's sane
tell ya baby this black and white but you keep crossing your eyes
hopin they'll merge into shades of grey
what a shame, you insist on staying
then i give you the best of me or what remains
together we'll dance within the grey.
They're a corporation of despots
A despicable team of tyrants
Our history's filled with those who've fought to end their evil plot
But still their reigning terror
Obliterates this country
So from now on 'til forever, I'll live to right this error
I'll live to make it better
So let's rise up pack up our belongings and walk away
Leave this modern slavery behind
Rise up pack up what we need and leave today
Do you think that we are fucking blind
They're elitist Nazi bankers
They never will show mercy
Our economy runs on money that's fiat currency
Your enterprises don't scare me
And I'll never work for your company
If you wear ties, then you tell lies for living
In your eyes, there's a twinkle for making money that I despise
And you can't bribe with money to the wise
So we're going to rise up pack up our belongings and walk away
Leave this modern slavery behind
Rise up pack up what we need and leave today
Do you think that we are fucking blind
We will build something new ourselves
Something much better
Just you wait and see
Just you wait and see...
Unwinding on a dock, shaking windless socks on clotheslines
A day in mind on this lack of modern boat
retreat feral precedent, trembles in the wind, he sniffed his fingers, reached for dirt but went for gold
Foxes will howl from evil traps that bite them, while man chuckles from his oaky stocks of bravery, says ive found myself in this belly of a steel trap, so I owe noone by what doth now had given me
I am the wheat grass you keep inside your stomach to help fight the cancerX2
If the wood inside his heart was carved by knives derived from engines, would the meal from steel trap still be stamped with Arabic numbers?
Numbers from a Man, he saw that man was from an ocean and a marker helps remind him where he came from.
Cause I am the Cognitive inevitability thats lead you too believe the woods were dangerous
I am constantly reminding mere voices are all that earth has given us.
I am the wheat grass you keep inside your stomach to help fight the cancerX2
That he is, that he is X2
Lady's in that kitchen, the marshes whine for you, You make the woods Walk-able, I'm in love with what you do, Im a tyrant for what you do, I am a cooking man for you
about
This album is a compilation of us covering friends, friends covering us, us playing with friends, and a handful of our member's solo project songs. Fun!
credits
released December 25, 2014
Individual tracks have credits for each song
The Cousin Boneless recordings were recorded by Ben Roberson
Album mixed by Ben Roberson
license
Some rights reserved. Please refer to individual track pages for license info.
Our best friends in the world and our sister band/busking partners in Pittsburgh. These lovely people write melodic river folk that will give you feelings. They even let us be in their band sometimes! Cousin Boneless
Our friend Ricky is the reason Chris started playing accordion, and took party to the birth of Cousin Boneless. This album does things that we cannot explain or fathom. Just listen to it Cousin Boneless
The Rail Yard Ghosts came to Pittsburgh to play a show in our house a few years back. It was the catalyst for Cousin Boneless to exist. We would truthfully not be around if not for these folks Cousin Boneless
supported by 11 fans who also own “Cousin Boneless and Friends (Covers 'N Stuff)”
fell into Days n' Daze when I was travelling, thanks to some of my road dogs. I don't have that freedom anymore but I feel a piece of it Everytime I listen to their music. love y'all! thefool309