I wanna hit you right in your mouth
cut my knuckles up, make you spit blood
protect and serve, you're a waste of space
if i get you alone, i'll put a gun down your throat
the liquid taste of brilliance is fire on my tongue
& all your dirty words, is devil speak
bring you out to the desert
break both your legs
hand you over the shovel
make you dig your own grave
where's your god now
is your family safe?
credits
from FUCKYOURSHIT ep,
released December 9, 2016
Recorded by Zachary Rippy
UK82-inspired hardcore punk from Christchurch, New Zealand, gruff and fast and economical and, of course, righteously pissed. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2020
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