Golden Chains

by A.K.A.

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recorded, mixed, and mastered by Andrew Schubert. 2012-2013
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released February 21, 2013

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Track Name: jesus
so they say that he cares that he loves every one of us, ya that's what they say, but isn't it true that he kills every one of us in his mysterious ways. been used to abused and confuse what we choose by fear self-doubt and shame. served as the core for power and war since the dawn of fucking time. if our god equals genocide, then we might as well believe in satan. more people of died in the name of christ than any other cause. been told to obey, submit, confess, never to indulge in natural human pleasures and desires, your misery is justified. Wait, be patient, endure, survive, your death is your salvation. Make a deal with god that if you give your life to him, you'll be immortal and get eternal salvation. It gives us comfort to believe that we will live after we die, but there's got to be a better way to cope with insecurity. Of course I have no fucking clue what lies ahead for me and you. Why can not we just accept that when we die we may cease to exist. Jesus loves me yes i know for the bible tells me so. if i don't pray on my knees i will go to hell and burn.
Track Name: spam
how long have i been swimming in jello. shiny pretty colors don't amount to shit. sweet sticky sugar will rot your teeth. your paralyzed and comatosed you've lost control. dress me up with ribbons and bows, fill me up with spam. show me how to pray on my knees to rid me of my sins. give me a number and put me in line with a stamp of approval. i've got to fill this void so tell me what to buy, what to believe, who to hate. consume your days through a computer screen. how many friends do you have today. trapped in your prison of i, i, i, click, click, click for instant bliss. communication, information, access denied. the whole world's at your fingertips the inter web is yours. crack and egg and fry it in dope. this is your brain on drugs. i feel the shit run through my veins, run through my brain, run through my life. take these pills for your O.C.D., your A.D.D. and chronic depression just go to work and pay your taxes, ignore the voices inside your head that scream are you going insane. isolation, degradation, madness in a jar. deny your own hypocrisy they say ignorance is bliss. it scares me to think what's inside of my head, tell me will it explode ten years ahead.
Track Name: consumer
how much will it take to satisfy your hunger of products, services, merchandise. they sell you dreams of a better life, whatever you've got will never do. the quality of your existence depends on you to consume. convinced you can't do with out. more is more is more is more. believe your life will improve. no end to your drive to consume. buy and buy and buy and buy to serve supply and demand. a sucker to marketing and new technologies. it must be important its got exclamation marks. 10,000 gigs, BPA-free, new and improved, so hurry down while you got the chance and buy it today! Fill your void with meaningless possessions. "Give me convenience or give me death" (-D.K.) you can't resist the urge, you've walked into their trap of deceiving and scheming and lying. to keep our economy thriving our nation depends on the sacred, American, consumer.
Track Name: golden chains
sugar, labor, all the same. we sell our selves and block our brains. from thinking that we recognize our livelihoods as our real lives. sugar measured by the scale, labor by the clock. our life activity is what we sell and we maintain our black. we still wear our golden chains. we have to see the sacrifice, our lives as commodities. where does it end and life begin? the table, public house, the bed? we spin we turn we drill we build, for half our lives we're dead. breaking stones and carrying loads, for half our lives we're dead. the best we get is the best they give.
Track Name: egg
break your fast with an all-american. steak and eggs, no vegetarian. add ten pancakes bacon please, hell why not just add some grease. i heard you are what you eat. even if it's spam and cheese. what you gonna do when you turn into an egg. scarf down more of that jimmy dean. guzzle your coffee, ton of sugar and cream. stuff that face, don't be shy and then lick them fingers suck'em dry.
Track Name: FF
no. we won't make it easy. no. no need to understand. convinced this shit is good for you. convinced that you will not get screwed. you know you'll get your money's worth. convinced you see the way it works. of course it's just to make a buck of course you're just another fuck. another fuck to buy their shit. come back for more so they profit. they grow they grow they grow they grow. and now we have to fight to get away from it.
Track Name: MM
stand with your ego your self-righteous judgment. "my word is god's i will condemn you". thrive in the mayhem the conflict, collision. bury yourself to satisfy your fears. follow the pack. just a fucking sheep. it's a sacrifice. watch yourself bleed. saturate with gospel, tradition, and creed. indoctrinate the masses and plant the seed. mob mentality.