Shoot The Bastard​/​Famine split

by Shoot The Bastard

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released 06 August 2015

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Track Name: All I See
If our friends write the rules for us to live by and if all cops are bastards and we hate the law
If our peers write the rules for us to live by and if all cops are bastards and we hate the law
All I see is law.
After all I've seen all I see is law.
All I see is law
Track Name: Wasted Life
Aint got money and you aint got your phone?
No one can let you in there's nobody home
Existence void of prospects, life derailed
I wont tolerate that bullshit sob story's fucking fairy tales
One more scene
Of wasted life
You can not waste your life accepting defeat, stand up and use your head you'll find your own feet.
Support is free, free your conscience, realise
You can not waste your life accepting defeat
Track Name: Born To Lose
Oi what the fuck do you think you're doing?
Wind your fucking neck in son or you'll get a slap
Tell me what the fuck you think you're doing
Gobby fucking cretin get out of my face
Do you make your mother proud kid? You're a fucking disgrace
We're not born to lose
There's no more to living than just what we make, you see?
Oi what the fuck do you think you're doing?
You'd better wind your fucking neck in now you've told me what the fuck you think you're doing
We're not born to lose
There's no more to living than just what we make, you see
Track Name: Squash The Pit Beef
Windmill or pogo, two step that's cool
Wall of death, circle pit there's no time for rules.
Squash the pit beef
If you're cracking skulls
Adrenaline's pumping the riff's fucking tough all your nine to five pressures released in on punch
A roundhouse a floor punch and tons of spinkicks your dance moves look sick when they stay in the pit
Squash the pit beef
If you're cracking skulls
Squash the pit beef
Is it consented violence?
Blood from your nose and too many black eyes
Let's not inflict violence on those standing by us
As conflicts in interest can only breed hate
Can we unite as one?
Looking out for one another
Can we get along?
Unite as one
With my sisters and my brothers
In D.I.Y. Hardcore Punk