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Eight Theses on Social Crisis and the State

by Already In Jail

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1.
To manage and control a working population Using lethal force in a peaceful situation Do what you're told to do- you're an enemy in blue Beat 'em kill 'em bloody then you hide out in your station Internal review is a 2 week paid vacation and when it subdues you're still an enemy in blue If I stand up for myself in existent confrontation Or try to stand for others in this god forsaken nation When our message goes through appears the enemy in blue If we try to scream for change and we try to break the silence Packed up block by block and we're stretching out for miles When it's more than I and you appears the enemy in blue When it's time to fight back and you can no longer cope But police pop pop projectiles and you're gonna get smoked If you ever come to- you'll see an enemy in blue In the ashes of the old we will build ourselves anew We will fill the needs of many and not pockets of the few When the revolution's through there'll be no enemies in blue FUCK THE POLICE
2.
Malcontent 02:09
I don't want a dictator and I don't want a standing army I don't want to hear a jackboot kicking at my door I don't want a president I wanna be a malcontent I don't want illusions of the sky when it's the floor See you writhing in your sleep as you tell yourself "it's not so bad" While they oil their machines and try to say "you're supposed to vote for that" See the terror of police. How dare you say that you're neutral? In a fascist regime a boot on our heads is gonna be the future. Children forced in a cage Disease running rage Citizens will ignore It's America where the options are the same as before
3.
Feed the world poison Feed the world lies Feed us garbage Feed us pesticides The government is a corn monster and we're all corn dumpsters.
4.
Pissed off just thinking about how there is no justice in this land The courts are rigged for all of those who show their money in their hand America- the great imperial project that I despise From sea to shining sea, I wanna wash my hands of all the lies A grand old flag flies in the courtroom where the murders go free White caps and robes with jobs as police and their Nazi sympathies Through amber waves of grain- a monoculture hegemonic blight I don't wanna lay my eyes on such a sight And you know The Onion was right when they said that I DON'T WANT A COUNTRY And you know you're willing to fight for dignity Instead of nickel and dimed wage So you're laid out, well don't stay down We gotta stand ready for another fight America is gettin' 86'd tonight Getting all worked up thinking about my hatred for the DHS Billions of dollars squandered to pretend the US is the best In my America squalor is the median and mode And what so proudly we hail masters as we're doing what we're told If this is their land then it's our land too, just like that Guthrie song Except there's borders will with patriots think they control the throng It's those huddled masses, yearning, breathing, tired, sick and poor, the wretched refuse in this world held back by red tape at the door
5.
I try to soothe my soul with a rocksteady beat But I'm catchin' paranoia from the COVID-19 Is the disease gonna be the death of me? Or will it be the bullets from a fascist regime? I try to get some fresh air, but they're burning all the green You think your vote is counted in a politician's scheme? Opinion gettin' trapped in the oil lobby beast And the rhetoric's been unchanged since when I was 15 It's gonna collapse; it's bound to implode. That's the way that it goes... So I hear the arctic crack, I hear impending doom Watch a market crash, it's gonna carve away your tomb When the ice breaks you know we're gonna be subdued and the sea's are gonna rise and then there's nothing left to do Waiting in a hesitation for a flood Are you bracing for the swells or will you turn around and run? Man-made catastrophe for you to see, Are you gonna be police or will you torch an SUV? They say there's debate up in the corporate news But how can I relate to all these corporate fools? A dog whistle turned to call for civil war And the national guard always knows who they fight for We used to steal food when we were looking for a meal And we used to justify it 'cause we had a raw deal I used to steal booze for my broke ass to relax Now they're calling me a looter with a target on my back Prayers fall on deaf ears on this winter solstice. Prayers fall on deaf ears- God himself wouldn't notice. The center cannot hold, so we'll plan for attack With a cold hard vengeance hit the market back. Throw your bombs.
6.
Daggers 03:47
Nights are long, the sun is turning black I can feel the bones pressed in my back Days are short, the air is getting thin My blood is cold as it drains out from my skin It's hard to say, it's hard to know which way goes on and on and on We won't stop at the beach We swim out in to the middle of the ocean We sink down, down, down Like a rocket ship, a premonition of a catalyst but we don't fear these depths No we don't fear our deaths We fear our lives becoming lost and forgotten, never eaten just rotten, no relief from exhaustion No we don't fear what's next (Big yeehaw) (Uh oh) On horses backs we'll carry our luggage and travel our homes far far away To a place to a place that we heard through the letters and newscasts of some better day And through the dust through the tears and the dirt we will hike up the mountains and down through the mud And through the blood through the blood we will travel across rivers and valleys of nothing but death We know that it comes for us all but we won't break our stride or fall We won't stutter or slur our words when we spit in the faces of our enemies We'll just say no Our verses end but they won't be here we'll fight to our deaths and we'll live through our fears When our enemies call we'll meet them in the streets banners held high daggers in our teeth
7.
I SAW TWO SHOTGUN SHELLS, A SOLO CUP, AND A BANANA PEEL OUTSIDE THE CEMETARY- SEEMS LIKE A HELL OF A TIME! "WHERE DO YOU SEE YOURSELF IN FIVE YEARS?" SO IT GOES AND THEN I'M TOLD DO WHAT YOU GOTTA DO TO BARREL THROUGH LIFE I'VE BEEN TO THE SEMINARS FOR US TO DISCUSS WHAT WE ARE, THE SHIT WE DID TO GET BY, AND THE CRIME THAT IT TOOK ANARCHY ROBOT, GET A JOB, AND GO TO CHINA, INSPIRATION FROM QUOTATIONS IN A LITTLE RED BOOK Heartbeat against the time clock. As the violinists play and mourn to police cracking skulls 'til dawn, I'll be shedding tears trying to write another protest song. Our streets push back the riot cops. (Hearts beat in outrage and our streets push back) And I still believe in Equality. I'M DRUNK AND WOBBLY IN WISCONSIN SHOUTING "LABOR UNREST!" CHANNEL MY AGGRESSION, RELEASE ON A PICKET LINE. I'D LIKE TO CREATE MY OWN VISION OF THE WORLD OR HOW I'D LIKE TO SEE IT, BEAT 'EM BACK, DETHRONING THE DIVINE. SO YOU'RE AN "INDIVIDUAL", OR MAYBE YOU'RE A FUCKING WOOK, DON'T REALIZE THAT YOU'RE A PRODUCT OF THE STATE. CALL IT QUIXOTIC AND CHAOTIC BUT I'M VOWING TO DESTROY SOCIAL TOTALITY AND START WITH A CLEAN SLATE. Boom boom boom boom, kaboom boom boom.
8.
Running up, up and down this mountain with no end in sight This is no kind of life Pushing up, pushing up on this boulder there's no meaning to this plight Just toil and strife But I'm so tired I can barely sleep The sheep are counting sheep are counting sheep are counting me And I'm so full of dread but it won't go away No it never goes away Now I'm stuck here wasting away in my fear I've soiled my room Oh what fucking filth Every day is just like every other day when you're living in a tomb This is no kind of life I'm so angry I can barely see there's just too much there's just too much there's just too much around me And I'm so full of dread and it won't go away It never goes away

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Andrew the Red: keyboards, vocals, melodica
Brian: guitars, vocals

Backing vocals: Jon Ha and Jonny NOS

Recorded by Nick at the Bong House

Album art by Mica Rage

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released December 16, 2021

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Already In Jail Milwaukee, Wisconsin

Andrew and Brian from Milwaukee make music while trying to organize against capitalist state terror.

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