Brave tongued warrior, you spit at us all
We find you a coward, with your back to the wall
You think we’re all the same
ALL THE SAME!
Mindless monsters obsessed with pain
We’ll end all the others because we’re all the same
ALL THE SAME!
Tell all your stories, lay all your blame
We’ll live up to them, we don’t need any change
We’ll ruin your good time we won’t play your games
We’ll rip out your throat if it’s saying our names
The Minneapolis band add a horn section, a running surrealist allegory about walls, and an occasional nod to the elegiac to their electroshocked post-punk. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 4, 2024