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Good Call

by Bad Comrade

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1.
You've got a lot on your plate But you don't like the taste You think I'm hard on you now But honey you just wait It's the bed that you made but you can't sleep in this place You've gotta reap what you sow You've gotta eat your mistakes The wind is blowing your chaff But honey you just wait If it's not looking good, it's the picture you paint You paint, you paint, you paint 1 2 3 4 5 Breathe to stay alive You've got a lot on your plate / but you don't like the taste Keep your foot on the gas And your hands on the wheel You never touched the breaks Honey that's the appeal It's a hit and run away appeal Now I'm driving all night I'm gonna burn down your house Cuz you never could cash The cheques you wrote with your mouth Everything that you said is coming home to you 1 2 3 4 5 Breathe to stay alive You've got a lot on your plate / but you don't like the taste
2.
Society's my deity And It keeps a watchful eye on me The fuckers got me clocked in Sunday afternoon And I'm producing reasons to consume It wants me Saving for retirement All to get the finest burial plot inside a spot in the cemetery's land Killing time until time kills Earning debt and adding bills Topping up a second plate Distracted ways to entertain Helping fill the landfill up With dated things and unused stuff I'm gonna try the best I can to get a spot in the cemetery's land Oh we're gonna fill it Oh we're gonna fill it up Buying things from overseas, I should never truly need Just to fill an empty home too big to justify alone Trivial brand loyalty In this over priveldged modernity Killing time until time kills Earning debt and adding bills Topping up a second plate Distracted ways to entertain Helping fill the landfill up With dated things and unused stuff I'm gonna try the best I can to get a spot in the cemetery's land Oh we're gonna fill it Oh we're gonna fill it up
3.
Blu Skidoo 05:38
I'm alive what does that mean to me? Am I lost, what have I found Is it fantasy? Slam the door, I'm knocking on Fear follows, me like a dog Say what you want to say Before you fade away When no-one's expecting you Everyone's born to die In the language of modern times The realest of real will do I'm alive what does that mean inside my mind? Am I blind, can I see Can I read the signs? Slam the door, I'm knocking on Fear follows, me like a dog Say what you want to say Before you fade away When no-one's expecting you Everyone's born to die in the language of modern times The realest of real will do Say what you want to say Say what you need to say Before you fade away A moment of happiness All things are made to pass This much I know is true
4.
I'm falling asleep inside of my dreams I'm running away, or so it seems Just trying to remember the things I forgot But who you are's not what you got I'm not my voice I'm not this face I'm just a ghost who's haunting this place If you can dance, then prove it There's no time to lose, let your light shine through Let your spirit loose in your house If you can dance, just lose it We're from outer space Chemicals embrace We've all got stars in our bones Everyday starts the same I wake up in my body, I wake up in my cage Every second yet to pass Is coming around the corner I wanna love you before I mourn ya I'm not my voice I'm not this song I'm just a ghost, who doesn't belong If you can dance, then prove it There's no time to lose, let your light shine through Let your spirit loose in your house If you can dance, just lose it We're from outer space Chemicals embrace We've all got stars in our bones
5.
Protesticles 03:37
Face like a blade Politician's grin You can't stop me You got it all Yeah you like to win You've got the money Ain't it funny, who prints the money? I've got my heart Yeah I've got my sleeve The truth is out there David Duchovny A terrorist Is just a man to me Forget those labels Ain't it funny, who prints the money? It's your life for money You wear your best suit down to the sea Armani suit Just to count all those dead and dying animals They're covered in your sticky black totally fucking unnecessary Your outdate corporate greed What's it gonna cost? Money
6.
K groovin 02:18
7.
Baby Jesus 03:14
You're way farther than my gaze How many have paved the way No prophets are saved You play that game You played with your life Life We've thrown away All real time Spare my life What is it for? Unfold your wisdom What is it for? Build it all for fun You play that game with your life Years of growing our wisdom We love just running in place Don't play that game with my life You're way farther my gaze How many have paved the way No prophets are saved You play that game You play that game with your life
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I've got my head in the clouds I've got my lungs under fire i've got memories that are bound to shortly expire But that's minor to me So minor to me It might be muddying me But what's there left to retrieve I've got such a harsh cough But the pain feels soft Been saving less money but feeling far less ripped off That's minor to me, so minor to me It's really minor to me that's what I try to believe Burn one more dime of the good kind Gram after gram Shelter me, sell to me some piece of mind Gram after gram I'm still a slacker with no master plan I don't need love I just need one more gram I lost track of the hour I lost track of the day I lost track of every single pointless cliche I lost something in me I lost something in me I lost something in me and now I've feeling quite free I got high in the woods I got better than good I got to a point of feeling like I should That's major to me So major to me It's really major to me that's what I try to believe Burn one more dime of the good kind Gram after gram Shelter me, sell to me some piece of mind Gram after gram I'm still a slacker with no master plan I don't need love I just need one more gram

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Chris Ebel - Vocals, Bass, Guitars, Harmonica
Kurtis Rothecker - Vocals, Drums, Percussion, Glockenspiel
Stephen Macauley - Guitar, Organ, Bass, Backing Vocals

All songs written by Bad Comrade except Baby Jesus written by Porticoast

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Rob White

Album artwork by Chris Ebel

Thanks to the Rotheckers, the Ebels, Steve Macauley, Rob White, Porticoast, Dave Roman, The cockpit, The Pilon bros, and 91.3 CJTR

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released November 18, 2017

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Bad Comrade regina, Saskatchewan

Chris Ebel
Stephen Macauley
Kurtis Rothecker

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