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This Machine Eats Babies​(​demo)

by Jax Dritwood

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1.
The shoulder of this interstate is the only road I know A fist and a thumb out is the only signal shown I've walked this road a thousand years, I'll walk a million more I thought this was revolution, but I forgot what I'm fighting for I'd tell you that I'm free, But I know I would be lying If I said I knew what that really means I know I'm heading east, And I think I might be dying 'Cause I'm bleeding where I x'd myself from society The dirt behind these tracks is feeling close enough to home Been waiting here so long, I don't care where they go Now the train shows no signs of stopping far as I could tell And if it de-rails I'll ride the 48 to hell I'd tell you that I'm free, But I know I would be lying If I said I knew what that really means I know I'm heading east, And I think I might be dying 'Cause I'm bleeding where I x'd myself from society While you're signing petitions for a legislation act We're burning down the prisions and courthouses, yeah While you're talking about what peacefully can be done We're screaming "fuck the police" at the top of our lungs 'Cause spanging this corner, flying a cardboard sign Is the same as you shouting in a picket line And robbing a bank just to watch the money burn Is a picture worth a thousand Emma Goldman Slurs I'd tell you that I'm free, But I know I would be lying If I said I knew what that really means I know I'm heading east, And I think I might be dying 'Cause I'm bleeding where I x'd myself from society
2.
I'd like to take a break from hating everyone and everything But I'm out of whiskey So I'll sit with the boredom of which I've been wallowing Until the oxy hits me If I die before I wake, jesus, throw my soul away If I wake before I die, I'll hitchike to the lake of fire Headed that direction anyway, only place comfortable enought to stay So won't you come with me? No, I'm never alone, because I got me myself and I My only friends who don't come in a fifth or a pint If I die before I wake, jesus, throw my soul away If I wake before I die, I'll hitchike to the lake of fire Headed that direction anyway, only place comfortable enought to stay So won't you come with me? Now I'm drunk enough to forget just who you are, but I might stil consider you a friend But with twenty nine cents in my pocket, I'll still kill you for a cigarette
3.
ACAB 05:28
20 on ramps this week, a thousand pints this year We'd make new york tomorrow if we could stop spanging for more beer But i've been counting the miles by the holes in my boots nearly as many as my nose but snorting was its only use so I'll keep crushing these pills like a reflection of the days that i spent in the corner of you're bedroom in a haze and as it drips down my throat how i wish i could forget all the places that ive been and the people that ive met but a haunting memory makes us a peice of who we are So i'll try and forget myself in the bottom of this whiskey jar But If I can't win an internal war then progress and revolution has never seemed so far I had a moment of clarity when i was passed out on the floor our hunger is our depression, intoxication is our war but we put more holes in the system when we're lying on the ground than all you anarcho-syndiclists when you're screaming all aloud cause if you don't agree with the system than why work at all Within the confines of their laws and their offices and their halls because between your union meetings and your coffee and fax machines there's a ballot being casted signing death over seas And behind your backyard fence there's a uniform of blue with handcuffs and a gun for me and maybe you We were born into this world with the freedom to do as we please So where your heart tells you to go is the only place you should be Where there's a law there's no freedom only oppression of ourselves All cops are bastards may my words wring aloud I've never felt so alone But what we sacrifice also makes us who we are So i guess that makes me the tears in the bottom of my whiskey jar But if i can't win an internal war then progress and revolution have never seemed so far
4.
Easy Lies 02:06
I find it hard to believe you find it so hard to believe That one day, this will all come crashing down As if what's gone up has never come down before If It were up to me, I'd try and make you see What Zerzan, Kropotkin, and Marx were talking about But if you didn't listen then, I doubt you'll listen now So when the cops move in, maybe you'll understand Why no government can free a man But until that day my friend, keep your head in the sand
5.
On This Road 04:06
The city workers went and tore, tore down my house I guess that's what I get for living in that bush Homelesness is the only crime noticed in this town So we're the only ones left for the cops to push If you're free enough, existence becomes an act of rebellion They just call my existence a criminal practice Some people call this paper I got an illegal lodging ticket I just call it paying my property taxes This pirate tattoo means that I'm looking for treasure I think it's buried over there in that trash They all ask if I'm tired of eating thrown out pizza Don't ask that question unless you've got spare cash Cause I've been on this road for a million days All the towns in between starting to look the same Steal, beg, borrow is how I stay Alive Gonna live this way til the day that I die Probably be tomorrow
6.
Drink when I'm hungry 'cause I'd rather be full and buzzed than full, sober, and broke Seems the phrase in fashion is "spend it on food" when all I want is old crow and a smoke Singing for another liquid supper tonight Police man says that I'm a social parasite If I'm drunk enough to drop this bottle I'm drunk enough to sleep on broken glass Just like the glass in my back, all other scars will come to pass Singing for another liquid supper tonight Police man says that I'm a social parasite And if you think I'm gonna spend this on drugs well Well you're probably right But before you pat your self righcheous back Go home, take a look at your t.v's and don't forget your liquor cabinet Now given the situation, allow me the luxery of self medication I'll give another smile, For another brick Through another god damn cop car window And if you're asking why, I'll tell you to Go ask Kelley Thomas and Mr. Douglas White You've excepted it as truth that anarchy can't work But is that because you move when the whistle blows 'Cause we take care of eachother now And we'll take care of each other then And if you're some of those who can't You better learn before the end of this revolution Cause I don't need my freedom stripped For the illusion of safety But if that's an illusion that you're stuck in You're gonna get kicked back to reality Singing for another liquid supper tonight Police man says that I'm a social parasite Singing for another liquid supper tonight
7.
Lately all I'm seeing is the filth in this place Usually that'd mean me but I broke every mirror That I could find, to try and get my mind Off the look of hopelesness on my face I'm not trying to preach nihilism I'm just saying fuck all of you If you think that this is the best we can do Then I don't want, whatever you got to offer Or maybe I'm insane to try and fight for change Or just that my concept of the word Is much different than yours But be that as it may, I just want to live to see the day When we could say we're free but it seems That's something only I could get behind So tell me why, should I fucking bother? Maybe all that I'll believe in Is malt liquor and whiskey Smoking crack in this crumbling city The drugs are doing the talking If you gotta shot then hit me If you got another shot then hit me I'm starting to think that I could be content Dying here on the sidewalk a cardboard sign and some cigarettes Dying like this, a filthy begger Spanging you and your kids Not fighting for shit or hoping for better But will I have to do it all alone? Thought I was in love with you, but I was in love with the drugs So I'd regret what I said if I could recall what it was And when I dream, you're right here with me Dying ever so happily But when I wake, I'm alone again Still hating you and every last one of my friends Maybe all that I'll believe in Is malt liquor and whiskey Smoking crack in this crumbling city The drugs are doing the talking If you gotta shot then hit me If you got another shot then hit me Maybe this is what I want to be Talking at no one, hopelessly in love with my insanity Laughing my dirty self to death Springting in circles, hunger in stomach and chaos in head But will I have to be it all alone? Thought I was in love with you, but I was in love with the drugs So I'd regret what I said if I could recall what it was And when I dream, you're right here with me Dying ever so happily But when I wake, I'm alone again Still hating you and every last one of my friends But will I have to hate them all alone?
8.
Give me two bucks so I can get drunk Two dollars and a quarter for luck Give me two bucks so I can get drunk Two more dimes and a quarter's enough Well two buck chuck rots in your gut like a stumbling virus With a wine soaked mind I'll always find my bottled sustenance Getting real sick of two dollar wine A bottle of whiskey's starting to sound just fine Getting real sick of two dollar wine A bottle of whiskey's starting to sound just fine Well two buck chuck rots in your gut like a stumbling virus With a wine soaked mind I'll always find my bottled sustenance
9.
If I don't drink myself to sleep, then I'll just drink myself to jail Not sure if I'd prefer a ditch or another county cell But either way it goes I'm waking up alone and that's just fine But after a couple of fifths, robbing that bank seems like a good time So if you got a badge then you ain't no friend of mine If I'm not singing on this corner it'll be a basement or bar Screaming rants of freedom so hard until I'm seeing stars But It's all just empty talk until the first molotov is thrown So fight tear gas with vinegar and fight cops with fire So if you got a badge then you ain't no friend of mine But the ones like you and me get locked in a cage While the white collars and suits, they just walk away Because robbing a bank is called a federal crime While robbing the poor is called taxes and fines Is this freedom or a facade? I think the ladder fits best 'Cause the first is what I'm fighting for, It's Victory or Death So have another kid so they can be indoctrinated by public schools You call it an education, I call it brainwashing the kids of fools So they can grow up to get shot in the back By another cop with too big a head on his neck Another death labeled not a crime Now they're rioting in anehiem If you got a badge, you ain't no friend of mine Said you ain't no friend of mine
10.
Gutter rat, liquid bat in my hand Tall can, steel and GPC Poison it, 211 rot gut man Arsenic reserve will be the death of me yeah, yeah Lock me up and beat me down I'll still keep my feet on the ground Lock me up and push me around I'm still the drunkest fucker in town revolution fought from the bottom up The cop killing rhythm of 11:03 An officer is down so string him on up Seven molotovs for seven precincts yeah, yeah Lock me up and beat me down I'll still keep my feet on the ground Lock me up and push me around I'm still the drunkest fucker in town Mainline Moonshine, I still feel fine Mainline Moonshine, I still feel Dirty children in a line Hand me that whiskey or bag of wine One cop, two cop, dead cop three Freedom achieved through dead police yeah, yeah Lock me up and beat me down I'll still keep my feet on the ground Lock me up and push me around I'm still the drunkest fucker in town Mainline Moonshine, I still feel fine Mainline Moonshine, I still feel
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12.
My thoughts, they spiral down and down I've lost sight of the man I am There was a girl I think I knew, who was my only friend She picked me off the cold dark ground Just to put me back there again Where Is that Girl I think I knew, who was my only friend? I'm high again Nodding out, falling on the floor My venomous words cut through the ones I did not want to hurt I'm high again Nodding out, falling on the floor My venomous words cut through the ones I did not want to hurt I think I killed my only friend I killed my only friend I think I killed my only friend Where is that girl I think I knew, who was my only friend?
13.
In the Pines 04:33

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released January 30, 2013

Jax Driftwood - Guitar, Vocals
Alex (Shoe) Scheuster - Engineering, general mischief
Kevin (#9) Monahan - General Mischief and cop killing
Steven Margolis - Partial Writing

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Anarchist vagabond guitar player/singer songwriter from New York.

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