Another recording with Paul Kraus from Power Plant on drums. This song was written with Brandon, but this recording happens to be the best version on file.
lyrics
If you could be in their place
Seeing things through their eyes
Then you’d know whats goin' on
It’s a hell of a place
Filled with death every day
But you’re sitting safe at home
try for just one moment
imagine what they’ve gone through
and maybe you can tell me
Why do they fucking need to die?
It’s bullshit
They’re dyin’
well you’ve been bought and sold
the dollar sways your vote
while you smile and stab our backs
we trusted you with power
you served the highest bidder
so maybe you could tell me
Why must you fake, lie and deny?
It’s bullshit
Denial
If you could be in their place
Seeing things through their eyes
Then you’d know whats goin' on
It’s a hell of a place
Filled with death every day
But you’re sitting safe at home
we trusted you with power
you served the highest bidder
I hereby serve notice,
get out , Motherfucker –you are fired!
It’s bullshit
You’re fired
Blood on your hands
credits
from From the Archives, Vol 1, 2005-2011,
released September 21, 2019
nathan -- guitar
jeremy -- bass
Paul Kraus-- drums (on loan from the band Power Plant)