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Keycard to Hell
02:22
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Shiny knives, and glistening doors
They cry for mercy but you cut them more
No one without a keycard can go down those stairs
There are monkeys in the basement
it’s cold down there
Keycard to hell
You’ll know by the smell
The sounds are obscene
Sights better unseen
Keycard to hell
Keycard to hell
Since 1996 you’ve been giving them cigarettes
And you haven’t found out anything worth knowing yet
Since 1983 you’ve been giving them cancer
And still not any closer to finding an answer
Keycard to hell
You’ll know by the smell
The sounds are obscene
Sights better unseen
Keycard to hell
Keycard to hell
I draw a paycheck from that tainted till
They torture them and we pay the bill
Keycard to hell
You’ll know by the smell
The sounds are obscene
Sights better unseen
Keycard to hell
This keycard will get you into hell
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2. |
Breakfast of Champions
03:17
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Eat your wheaties, not your meaties
Eat your wheaties, not your meaties
See that cow lying on the ground?
She’s been raped and her babies can’t be found
Eat your wheaties, not your meaties
Peace and justice have no species
Eat your wheaties, not your meaties
Love and family have no species
Meat is disgusting and dairy is evil
If you don’t believe it then you’re easy to deceive
Eat your wheaties, not your meaties
"Do unto others" has no species
Eat your wheaties, not your meaties
Our feminism has no species
{It was as though the country were saying to its citizens ‘In Nonsense Is Strength.’ But some of the nonsense was evil, since it concealed great crimes. Nobody could believe, until it was much too late, how heartless and greedy they were. The projectiles cut through meat and bone very easily.}
Who the hell eats a baby lamb?
You sick motherfucker
Who on Earth boils a living lobster?
A sad-ass sucker
Eat your wheaties, not your meaties
The fight for justice has no species
Eat your wheaties, not your meaties
The right to autonomy has no species
{Their childhoods were over. They were dying now.
The created chemicals in their own bodies which were bad for their heads. There were thousands upon thousands who bought bad chemicals and ate them, or sniffed them, or injected them. They actually built factories whose only purpose was to kill by the millions. Business velocity, slow to detect insanity. He supposed that the heart-rending cries had fled into outer space. He was mistaken.}*
*Bracketed voiceover lyrics compiled from various pages of Kurt Vonnegut’s novel Breakfast of Champions.
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3. |
Out of Line
04:54
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You sit there saying that you know better
But I’m the one who wears the scarlet letter
You make it clear you don’t wanna hear me
Is that because you’re in awe and fear me?
You say I’m out of line
That has more to do with your conscience than mine
Because I’m out here in the cold
shining a light that you refuse to see
It explodes my heart and throws me to my knees
It’s an atrocity with velocity
I can’t make it stop
Now it’s time for you to be quiet
Take your keycard go back to the hyatt
Take your largesse I’m not gonna buy it
Live your words maybe you should try it
You’re a gaslighter, an anti-truth fighter
You pull the wool tighter but I can see through
You’ll see me there every time you spill blood
Look for me there when you drag them through the mud
You say I’m out of line
That has more to do with your conscience than mine
Because I’m out here in the cold
shining a light that you refuse to see
It explodes my heart and throws me to my knees
They can barely walk, they can hardly cry
You say god made it this way and you don’t care why
It’s an atrocity with velocity
I can’t make it stop
Now it’s time for you to be quiet
Take your keycard go back to the hyatt
Take your largesse I’m not gonna buy that
Live your words maybe you should try that
Now it’s time for you to be quiet
Massacre and you then deny it
I won’t satisfy you by starting a riot
But I’ll bring down your institution so violent
You can’t control me or cajole me into being silent
It’s only right to let you know you’re going down
We’re here to right this and to show you’re going down
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Scarlet Rescue Phoenix, Arizona
Scarlet Rescue is an all-vegan garage punk band based in Phoenix, AZ, USA. Known for their catchy, driving songs, raucous
performances, and message of liberation. Their music videos have garnered over 40,000 views across platforms since the band formed in 2020.
Lisa Barca: Guitar, vocals, mandolin
Dillon Pape: Bass, vocals
Nathaniel Burns: Drums, guitar, vocals
Steve Davis: Keyboards, vocals
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