Build The Wall

by The Absurd

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Recorded at The Canyon Hut in a haze of smoke, LSD, black tar heroin and Boston Creme Donuts.

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released October 12, 2018

Released by Fake News Records

Guitar/Vocals - Ben Foerg
Bass - Josh Loney
Drums - Colin Jensen

Produced, Mixed & Engineered by Joshua Martinez
Addt'l Production by Josh Loney and Ben Foerg
Mastered by Marcin Nowak

Lyrics written by Ben Foerg
Music by The Absurd

Artwork & Layout by Josh Loney

Special Thanks to: Carolyn Vashegani, Dash Hutton, Jess Washington, Devin Duncan, Kevin Bronson, Aaron Mendoza, Vanessa Silberman, and all the politicians, gamblers and psychopaths who've made this country so darned inneresting.

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"That shit makes me want to drop something heavy." - The Brutha Voodoo

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Track Name: Squashing Pumpkins
buy the ticket, take the ride
you never know what you might find
you only fail if you never try
when the car pulls up, you step inside
and leave what you believe behind
look forward through the vagaries of time
those knots that you have died inside your mind
must, like a ball of yarn, start to unwind

follow the eyes in the stormy skies
make no mistake or alibis
you can't fool he who sees everything
watch the moon and feel the tide
don't pray to whom you idolize
your god cannot help you with anything
any idiot can see through all your lies
so what's the use, embrace what you defy
don't pin it all on me to clarify
what you refuse to think through in your mind

your ego will erode
and become footprints in the snow
you'll cling to who you are
but you'll never make it very far

when you're on your own in stormy weather
and you wanna make it out together
then you gotta face this great endeavor
without fear or you'll be drownin' forever inside

your ego will erode
and become footprints in the snow
you'll cling to who you are
but you'll never make it very far
Track Name: Loco Motives
gather around now, children, let's all hold hands
everyone's already dancin', come join the band
four-four, feet on the floor, now, dance to the beat
eyes closed, throw your hips back, now, in ecstacy

they're comin' for ya
in your homes, in the streets
mad and fanatical
armed to the teeth

sweat drippin' down to the floor, now, drenchin' the meat
steam risin' up to the sky in the swelterin' heat
spoiled, rotten, sittin' in the sun too long
had the moment by the neck, now the moment's gone
everybody's dancin' to their favorite song
everybody but me

make them believe it, now
redefine what's free
mad and fanatical
armed to the teeth

hear the sound of the war planes on the way?
such a shame, what an easy mess we make

they're comin' for ya
in your homes, in the streets
mad and fanatical
armed to the teeth
make them believe it, now
redefine what's free
mad and fanatical
armed to the teeth
Track Name: Boots on the Ground
leather boots on the pavement
leather boots in the street
leather boots on the crooked pavement
leather boots in the crooked street
leather boots in the distance
marchin' to the beat
leather boots in the crooked distance
marchin' to the crooked beat

leather boots in the backyard
leather boots in the heat
leather boots in the fuckin' backyard
leather boots in the fuckin' heat
leather boots on the front step
watchin' you while you sleep
leather boots on the fuckin' front step
watchin' you while you fuckin' sleep

front row ticket to the freak show
how low can you go?
front row ticket to the freak show

leather boots on the pavement
leather boots in the street
leather boots on the crooked pavement
leather boots on the crooked street
leather boots on the pavement
leather boots in the street
leather boots on the crooked pavement
watchin' you while you fuckin' sleep

front row ticket to the freak show
how low can you go?
front row ticket to the freak show
Track Name: Lock Her Up
<grunts>
Ooooh Eeeeee AHhhhh
Blagga Blagga Bloo
DJ KHALED!
Bap bup Baooooo! Bup bap Baooooo!
Whooooo!
Hoobajooba Whrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Spplghphen

This Philistine has no respect for subtlety or timing
Was that Good?
Track Name: Build the Wall
take a look, my friend, you'll see your sordid ideology
is violently rippin' at the seams
what goes on behind your nose, like the sand that shifts beneath your toes
is meltin' away like ice cream

how long can you cling to the thought that you were owed and you should ought
to be at the top of the heap?
you can call it anything you please, but wrappin' it up in ribbons and beads
don't make any difference to me

i know you go any which way the wind blows
the wind's blowin' to the right side of the moat
will you undo everything that you've been through?
or follow the goat any which way he may roam

he's gonna make a mess of everything
still you're gonna kiss his ring
he's gonna make a mess of everything
still you're gonna kneel before your king

so dearly you do cling to these things
which would have you believe you're right
out of sight, out of mind
what you don't see you don't believe

i know you go any which way the wind blows
the wind's blowin' to the right side of the moat
will you undo everything that you've been through?
or follow the goat any which way he may roam
Track Name: ¡Alley-Oop!
take this man and hang him out to dry
we don't like his kind
raise the flag and read between the lines
we'll make up your mind

one more of us, be one more of us
there's plenty of room at the back of the bus
without us, you'll never be free
to believe what you wanna believe

take this man and give him medicine
make his mind fit in
gather round, paint him brown, kick the fucker while he's down
our time is running thin

one more of us, be one more of us
there's plenty of room at the back of the bus
without us, you'll never be free
to believe what you wanna believe

take this man and hang him out to dry
we don't like his kind
raise the flag and read between the lines
we'll make up your mind

one more of us, be one more of us
there's plenty of room at the back of the bus
without us, you'll never be free
to believe what you wanna believe
Track Name: War Hogs
bob dylan, kurt cobain, got together, went insane
had a kid on the skids, no one knew his real name
call him jack, call him sue, johnny cash is turnin' blue
singin' 'bout a government that never really had a clue
what are we gonna do, what are we gonna do?
he said, she said, no one ever tells the truth
talkin' to the policeman, even he don't understand
why we gotta run away and bury our heads in the sand

and i can't take it no more
let me breathe

ronnie james dio built a cottage down in rio
with the devil on his level and a place in montecito
when a black witch with a switch ridin' on a broomstick
gave a pitch like a bitch, told 'em it was all a trick
what are gonna do, dio cried to beezleboo
jack flash struck a match and now we're in a heap of doo
satan started faintin' and his wife was ovulatin'
so they called the lord and said, my god, you gotta help us make it through

and i can't take it no more
let me breathe

coke-nose rimbaud found himself a fire hose
made himself a lasso, wrangled edgar allen poe
hemingway, russia say, you ain't gonna get away
david foster wallace was a lawless alcoholic
and i don't really wanna know where your garden really grows
all i wanna know is how you look when you ain't got no clothes
bored of almost everything, nothin's ever gettin' in
the world's become a turing test and i don't think i'm gonna win

and i can't take it no more
let me breathe
Track Name: Water Moccasin
lay me down on a filthy bed, tell me it's all in my head
wash my hands with gasoline, light a match and flee the scene
pour the wine with arsenic, tell me it's the real shit
serve that soup with mercury, smile and say it's good for me

do it once, do it again, tell me you're my real friend
rewrite the rules, rig the game, tell me i'm the one to blame
put it in, pull it out, smile while i scream and shout
let it go while i bleed, smile and say it's good for me

in the dark, sing to me with your haunting melody
like a broken record on repeat, repetitive and incomplete
hold it too close and it'll choke into a heap of ash and smoke
or watch it die in your hands, don't try too hard to understand

they got mary, soon they'll be comin' to get me
on a cold night, in the moonlight, they're callin' my name
eyes closed, i know how all of this shit is bound to go
they're gonna put us all in chains

don't wear your heart on your sleeve
don't ever share what you believe
don't ever dare to disagree
don't wear your heart on your sleeve
Track Name: How Tall Will the Wall Be?
THE WALL JUST GOT
TEN FEET HIGHER

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