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The Joke's On Us

by Throw The Goat

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    Produced, Recorded, Engineered and Mixed by Brian "Puke" Parnell at Emesis Studios in Idyllwild, California. Mastered by Dave Klein. Album cover by Dave Krocker.

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1.
Waking to the sound of someone killing your dreams. Get up, go to work, just as pointless as it seems. Mental gymnastics to explain who we are. Revolution, evolution, we’re not getting very far. Bow to the puppets pulling your strings. Selling you freedom as they shackle your wings. They don’t give a fuck and they never did. They don’t give a fuck and they’d rather be rid of you. And me. Fuck you. And me. Time to go to sleep so you escape the nightmare. Reality has become everything that you fear. Racist, homophobic, sexist fascist elite. Stand so much taller with people under their feet. Bow to the puppets pulling your strings. Selling you freedom as they shackle your wings. They don’t give a fuck and they never did. They don’t give a fuck and they’d rather be rid of you. And me. Fuck You. And me. You’re making America hate again. Greatness was never your goal. You’re tearing us all apart again.
2.
Just a boy from Switzerland. To Idyllwild he transported. Mongoloids, Atomic Soop. Fuck it all, he flew the coop. Costa Rica called his name. Pura Vida every day. Played guitar around the town. Made some cash, he had it down. Open mic became his game. Rushed the stage and made a name. Face the future, fuck the past. Johnny Trash was born at last. Do you like to smell good? Come my way. I’m droppin’ bottles today. Then one day he met a girl. Off again around the world. England, Norway; paid his dues. Back to Idy, licked his wounds. Liquid Wagon made a toast. Hit the road along the coast. Came back home and made a plan: up to Portland, move the band. Instruments collecting dust. Music dreams, they were a bust. To Jet City – his new dream; droppin’ bottles, smellin’ clean. He gave it all away for the American dream.
3.
We don’t believe everything we read. This information is designed to divide. What they want us to see. Meant to deceive. Pay attention, it’s designed to divide. Wait ‘til you learn the truth. Don’t let ‘em fool you. The truth is worse than all these lies. They’ll buy and sell you ‘til you die. Don’t be naïve, fear is what they breed. These fabrications are designed to divide. Try to perceive that they want you to need. Mass persuasion is designed to divide. We let them take over and tell us that we had won. We let them take power and convince us we had none. Look deeper to see who they told us to be. Live beyond our means and forget all. All about each other. We’re not complete without empathy. There’s no one left to save us. We don’t believe everything we read. This information is designed to divide. What they want us to see. Meant to deceive. Pay attention, it’s designed to divide. Go ahead and grieve for our integrity. This generation is designed to divide. We will achieve “Idiocracy,” because our nation is designed to divide. Divide and die.
4.
Welcome to a brand-new day. Finally got the leader who says the things you only could think. Twitter communique. 140 characters to push the world onto the brink. You want it? You got it. Welcome to a brave new day. Finally got the leader for you to focus all your hate. Take to the streets today. Raise your clever sign and push the world toward its fate. You want it? You got it.
5.
Melt Away 02:46
There’s no doubt how this came about. Read the reports out, you know we’re gonna get wet. Politicians lie. They’re paid to deny. Look us in the eye and tell us we won’t get wet. The science is real. I don’t care how you feel. We fucking left the deal and now we’re gonna get wet. It’s our selfish way. The world is gonna pay, ‘cause all the ice is gonna melt away. Can we just agree to follow the money? Big Oil is the key to why we’re gonna get wet. Profit’s their only goal. Just keep drilling holes. Talk about clean coal, not worried if we get wet. They don’t care about you or the damage they do. Will you just get a clue before we fucking get wet. Listen to what I say. This shit is not okay. They all know it’s gonna melt away. “Well I think that… that measuring with precision… uh, human activity on the climate is something very challenging to do. There’s tremendous disagreement about the degree of impact. So, so no, I would not agree that… uh, that it’s a primary contributor… uh, to the global warming that we see. But we don’t know that yet…” When the oceans rise, don’t be too surprised. Even if you’re baptized you’re fucking gonna get wet. Yeah, you’ll probably pray when it melts away. Will your god save the day or is your bible gonna get wet? You say it’s his plan, can’t be caused by man. Why can’t you understand we’re all gonna get wet? Might be another way, if we start today. Otherwise it’s gonna melt away.
6.
Chuck don’t give a fuck, he’s gonna shit in your sink. Take it from me, that asshole stinks. Drinking half a pitcher and dripping a deuce. All through the bar you smell refuse. Chuck don’t give a fuck he wants a pitcher to sip. Stinks up the bar and doesn’t even tip. Being a complainer and wasting your time. Leaves a mess, doesn’t leave a dime. Chuck don’t give a fuck. Chuck don’t give a fuck, he’s got a book to read. Then he goes to the can when you’re ready to leave. Half an hour later he finished and split. Open up the door, the room’s covered in shit. Chuck don’t give a fuck when you put up a sign. You know he fucking sees it, he just pays it no mind. Next time you see him it happens again. Are you fucking kidding?! Chuck don’t give a fuck. Laissez-faire like Rosenbaum. Shit stained chones left in the jon. Antiwar but dropping bombs. Changed the prices, now he’s gone. Chuck don’t give a fuck. No, he don’t.
7.
This nation’s lost its mind. Those bastards lurk behind old money masterminds. This is the punchline. Laugh so you don’t cry. They concentrate the wealth. Profit from our poor health while we distract ourselves. This is the punchline. Laugh so you don’t cry. The joke’s on us. Laugh it up. Laugh. They bought the government. Millions of dollars were spent, while we all drown in debt. This is the punchline. Laugh so you don’t cry. Worst joke in history now runs this lost country. Cunt can’t even condemn Nazis. This is the punchline. Laugh so you don’t cry. The joke’s on us. Laugh it up. Laugh. This is the punchline. Laugh so you don’t cry. Laugh until you die.
8.
High 02:27 video
What are you doing to yourself? You want to get away, but you’re too scared to take a flight. I’ve barely seen you since the twelfth. You tell me things are good but it’s not true, I know what you like. You’re only happy when you’re high. You only laugh when you’re drunk. You only smile when you’re getting fucked. You’re so fucked up and you know why. You wanted to be someone else. A different face to wear, a pill to take, a pipe to light. You tried to make it by yourself. Kissed that street good-bye but it fell apart, you took a life. You’re only happy when you’re high. You only laugh when you’re drunk. You only smile when you’re getting fucked. You’re so fucked up and you know why.
9.
Epilogue 02:50
A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since departed, Marked the mastodon, The dinosaur, who left dried tokens Of their sojourn here On our planet floor, Any broad alarm of their hastening doom Is lost in the gloom of dust and ages. But today, the Rock cries out to us, clearly, forcefully, Come, you may stand upon my Back and face your distant destiny, But seek no haven in my shadow, I will give you no hiding place down here. You, created only a little lower than The angels, have crouched too long in The bruising darkness Have lain too long Facedown in ignorance, Your mouths spilling words Armed for slaughter. The Rock cries out to us today, You may stand upon me, But do not hide your face. Across the wall of the world, A River sings a beautiful song. Come, rest here by my side. Each of you, a bordered country. Delicate and strangely made. Proud, Yet thrusting perpetually under siege. Your armed struggles for profit Have left collars of waste upon My shore, currents of debris upon my breast. Yet today I call you to my riverside, If you will study war no more. Come, Clad in peace, and I will sing the songs The Creator gave to me when I and the Tree and the Rock were one. Before cynicism was a bloody sear across your Brow. And when you yet knew, you still Knew nothing. The River sang and sings on.
10.
Forward 03:10
We’re stuck on this road. Traffic has slowed and we’re going the wrong day. We took a detour. Tried looking for more. Dead and wasted today. Before we can unlearn what we know, we must commit to moving forward. Took our last exit. Led us back to this shit. This road’s built like a jail. Did you follow the signs? Stayed within their lines? Let’s smash through the guardrail. Before we can unlearn what we know, we must commit to moving forward. Told you it’s too late. Flushed away our fate. ‘Round and ‘round we sink down in the bowl. Let’s communicate. Redirect the hate. Fuck their democracy, don’t pay the toll. Before we can unlearn what we know, we must commit to moving forward. Let go of your fear. Look into the mirror. Tell me what you see. What is your god? Shift another gear. Be the one who steers. Freedom is the key. Forward. But if we don’t destroy these egos we’ll never learn what we can become.

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released January 26, 2018

Produced, Recorded, Engineered and Mixed by Brian "Puke" Parnell at Emesis Studios in Idyllwild, California
Mastered by Dave Klein
Album art by Dave Krocker

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