I will let you walk in front in case there is a trap; I wouldn't want to miss you getting caught; I will let you blaze a trail, I will let you make a name; and when it all turns to shit, I will let you take the blame
place my corpse in welcome ground if I should die today; bring me more Pacific coastlines to annihilate
I'll be worth my weight in gold
I will let you take yr time, I'll hold out for years; I will let you delist me, I too would forget that I'm here; I will let you burn me out, I can't love nor can I fear
buy me off with floats and marches, ditch recovery; insult me with travel costs and weapons maintenance fees; future planned as interviews and books shilled on TV
I'll be worth my weight in posture and courtesy, I'll be worth nothing that you would want to be; I'll be worth my weight in remorse and discipline, I'll be worth nothing of any significance
who the hell are you to say that my war has to end today; I haven't started fighting yet and that's as far as I can get
supported by 4 fans who also own “In Case There's a Trap”
This album fucks as hard as dripping and magic but imo feels the most personal and emotional release of the three. It’s weird and frantic but hits
this really interesting balance.
jude
An expansive intermingling of noise rock and art pop from Aussie rockers Agency; All sales from this record go directly to charity. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 22, 2020