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Life, Love & The Bomb

by Black Guy Fawkes

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1.
Turn on this radio And you’ll find all the stylings of All The demons that I’ve trapped inside. They’re cursed to sing my verse as long as this whole universe Keeps flinging its debris right at me. But heed this warning, That you’ll will be supporting a Rusted pipe dream polished to shine bright. For lack of better words: Another Swan song for the birds To pick apart if it even makes the charts. Im a slave static waves. Picking strings and digging my own grave. Hear the hymns of my demise. Dance and sing until the sunrise. This hearts a metronome. I got One finger on the pulse And a trigger happy one upon this gun. Can’t afford to miss a note Or Else I’ll have to write my own And bid farewell to everything I dwell upon This skeleton is held in tact but so abstract From how I used to be but nobody can see The cracks upon my mask. The wear and tear with no repair. So here I go; singing what I sow.
2.
I got Bill Withers in my head And he’s right. It’s such a lovely day but All I see is pouring rain. I slept through my alarm clock. But I’m still On time for mistakes that I will make At some point or another today. God gave me self doubt, Can he give me just one break? I’m the whitest of rabbits Who’s late for a brand new day. Woke up from another bender. Drank almost all my weight In serotonin thinner. Had dreams of falling at the seams. I flew so high the Sunshine shot me right down with its beams. I love the taste, of egg on my face. At least I have a king sized bed All to myself. But it’s built for two and I’m still Missing you. Oh well. Oh well. I’ll learn to love myself. Is this bathroom mirror broken Or is this truly me? I don’t ask for much. But I’ve had enough. I’ve looked for closure Inside an open ended book. With this 20/20 vision I can’t help but to Overlook the fact that.
3.
I hope that When you grow up, You know we did our best So you won’t end up like the rest Of this world when we were young. When this doomsday clock gets closer And we wake from this hangover We’ll stand and rebuild a brand new day. I’m twice your age you are right now but you have Twice my heart. The revolution knows no difference You’re with us from the start. In this post apocalyptic world With villains and their schemes. You’ll be the silver linings We see on silver screens Protest boys: Make some noise until the static converts. Riot Girls: Raise some hell like it’s your last night on earth. Don’t bite your tongue when yelled at. Just bite the hand that feeds. Show your sweat and tears But don’t you let them see you bleed. A person is a person, no matter what’s said Or written on their tombstone when they’re dead. So Fight your laws and know your rights To sleeping well and say good night To anyone you good and damn well please. There’s no easy way to say That Things are hard now. There’s no easy way To fix all of our faults The monsters you’re afraid of that lie underneath your bed Are least of what you’ll face That lies ahead.
4.
This is What Fear Feels Like Maybe one day I will be A martyr for a bigger cause No one knows about Or I’ll be another casualty With a self inflicted cross on my forehead. who fucking knows? I won’t make it out alive. Somethings gotta give Cause don’t know If I can take much more. So many faces left to see And so many promises That I could never keep And wishes failed. So I’ll take on more leap Of faith or cowardice. Savage River, tell me which is worse? Every Day Every Day Every day I’m not okay Not okay not okay No matter what you say I’ve given up on myself
5.
Velvet Jesus 03:25
Empty bottles on my nightstand Make new friends day by day. Collecting dust and fingerprints. It’s communion in my own way. I pray to whoever’s listening. They probably couldn’t give a damn. At least they listen to the cries of A sacrificial lamb. This velvet Jesus hangs there Judging the moves I make. Says I can walk on water But I’m drowning in mistakes. I know the psalms like my own palm. Sing it loud and make them proud. The saints of sins and vinyl record spins Keep me safe in my own shroud. Still I live in fear of falling Out of grace just to find That the only revelation Is not what we’ve redefined
6.
You got a lot in common With bottles of rum. You linger on my tongue And always end up gone. So if I’m cursed with this old Worn out sailors mouth Then let me play this part my dear. Over and out. I won’t lie, I’m not coming home tonight So don’t you bother waiting for the flood lights. There’s nowhere else for me to be But out here lost at sea. I’ll Drift away And let the waves rock me to sleep As I count the hearts, I wore upon my wrists, like sheep. And when I wake I hope the current washed away Any thought I had that you’d Possibly stay I won’t lie, I’m not coming home tonight So don’t you bother waiting for the flood lights. There’s nowhere else for me to be But out here lost at sea. It’s high tide But I’m doing just fine Singing shanty’s not waiting for the landline To pick up so That I hear your voice. No more sirens. No Sailor’s Choice. If this ship goes down I won’t abandon hope That I’ll end up at shore Somewhere across the coast But if I lose my sea legs Don't you be my dockhand. May Davey Jones take me in. I’ll llive my life with the damned. I won’t lie, I’m not coming home tonight So don’t you bother waiting for the flood lights. There’s nowhere else for me to be But out here lost at sea. It’s high tide But I’m doing just fine Singing shanty’s not waiting for the landline To pick up so That I hear your voice. No more sirens. No Sailor’s Choice.
7.
From coast to coast From sea to shining sea Woody Guthrie’s fucking wrong This land’s not made for you and me We’re chanting build that wall As we tear down bathroom stalls And watch our kids get slaughtered As they run straight through the halls We’re a manic bunch. We’re overjoyed And overwhelmed at best We’re overstimulated with zero time to rest We’re high strung heartfelt vagabonds that want the world to change But cannot pay if forward while we’re paid fucking minimum wage And The Boomers Think They’re The Greatest But little do they know That when this clock strikes midnight We’re the one ones who run the show And Meanwhile all of Generation X will remained stoned While everything they love becomes everything we loathe From coast to coast From sea to shining sea Woody Guthrie’s fucking wrong This land’s not made for you and me We’re chanting build that wall As we tear down bathroom stalls And watch our kids get slaughtered As they run straight through the halls There’s a fine line that we walk across for chaos and control No matter which way we lean There’s one defined end goal To launch us into unrequited trust in government Or they’ll throw us into black bags As we’re Armageddon sent From coast to coast From sea to shining sea Woody Guthrie’s fucking wrong This land’s not made for you and me We’re chanting build that wall As we tear down bathroom stalls And watch our kids get slaughtered As they run straight through the halls These days we spend wasted, They won’t be better off. We can’t apologize for these lies. How can you not be triggered When you have this gun Point black between porcelain eyes From coast to coast From sea to shining sea Woody Guthrie’s fucking wrong This land’s not made for you and me We’re chanting build that wall As we tear down bathroom stalls And watch our kids get slaughtered As they run straight through the halls And watch our kids get slaughtered As they run straight through the halls So Tell your local Nazis and Your Fascists to Fuck Off
8.
23% 05:04
Half of this decade I spent inside my head Just Waging wars upon All these paragraphs on Parchment paper that I tore. But I’ve finally found the words I I need the both of us to hear: There's so much of you I love And so much of me I fear. I threw rocks outside your window Hoping you could guide me home. I thought it was my casket But it’s only when I’m not alone. I spilled out these dilapidated guts inside a parking lot and the trail led me straight to you. When I searched and I searched for What’s a boy to do? We sold souls for second chances. We stole kisses like a crime. We took risks on broken hearts but We have reason to this rhyme. Now the weight of this whole world I could carry with ease Even with these heavy arms And even with these weakened knees. Lost inside of coffee talks And drunk of smiles and laughter Only made one thing sure: For once in my life, I was pure. Life went on. We drove all night until the dawn. But the sunrise showed off all the tears in your eyes. And I said “I’ll be whatever you want me to be Even if you don’t need me.” Now this evening is slowly dying Alongside my broken phone. I hope one day you will answer And I’m more than just a ringtone. I am sorry for my actions. But I’m grateful for our days. I just want our final chapter To not be a bad cliché. I had to learn the hard way There’s no happily ever after But stories still end for the best. So I hope you know Even with these broken bones, That I still hold you close to my chest.
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The Maafa 07:10
The Maafa Verse 1 When I was younger, the world, shined ever so bright Little did I know that’d change One faithless night. Every news station showed Faces of those who were slain And I was scared shitless For I saw, we all looked the same. My mother sat me down She told me,, with tears in her eyes, That there is no grey in a world that’s all black and white. You’ll make people laugh And sometimes you’ll make them cry. But they won’t be happy until The day that you die. Chorus O say I can’t breathe By the red and blue lights So proudly we hail At the ones that we smite O’er the land of the free And the home of depraved With a rope on my neck And a boot on my grave. Verse 2 These days I am melanin rich but mentally poor. Cause i'm too scared to even sttep foot outside of my door. I could paint this whole town inside out With a smile on my face. But this drink in my hand Might just be the last thing I embrace. I was told I’d look better in red By the boys in blue. And these friends that I keep Well you see, They don’t have a clue That this system is embedded With sin and they’re woven in And I’m the one spinning this Broke down cotton gin. Chorus Bridge Lady Liberty, I come to you, on bended knee These Stars and Stripes aren’t fitting As they seem Our stars are shot right down And we wear these stripes like a throned Crown And you cut our tongues Right out so you Can try to sleep so sound. Verse 3 Well, I’m 400 years of straight living In crippling fear But listen up closely as I say what you need to hear. I won’t ask for forgiveness from God, for I know that he’ll frown. As I light this match and I’ll burn All this shit to the ground Cause this war paint and blood It comes, oh, it comes all in one. And no matter the cost, I’ll still fight for what needs to be done. So then one day, the caged bird is freed to spread out its wings. And fly so damn far away, it won’t have to sing. Chorus Outro So comrades and charlatans Hidden in right plain sight Let’s reclaim what’s ours Just for once and take back the night. We’re thieves and we’re looters And sin, or so that we’re called. But we are the future And this world is for us all.
10.
Verse 1: How is it possible for a savior to be damned These fractures on my halo can't make me less of a man. Darling these broken wings have given all they can. Just give me one more chance to try to find a leg to stand upon. You got me tripping over my words And I’ve never fallen that hard into love. Promise to call me out that I’m not okay And I’ll still be the monster that you’ll still be dreaming of Chorus: Oh tell me are you the one that got away Or do we still remain the king and queen of bad mistakes? Oh tell me that if this tension starts to swell. We’ll find a piece of heaven while we’re living in this hell. Verse 2: How is it possible that we do this song and dance A thousand times and wonder why we always seem to prance Around the issue that you got me in a trance? Regardless how much you digress I’ll still give you a chance at love. I know your hearts in the right place, But don’t you mistake me for being a fool I’ll always long for the night when we were okay. The passion’s hot but now I’m starting to lose all my cool Chorus: Oh tell me, am I the one that got away Or do we still remain the king and queen of bad mistakes Oh tell me that if this tension starts to swell We’ll find a piece of heaven while we’re living in this hell. Bridge: And if you go I want you to know that these means justified our end. But if I stay Then come what may Both: We’ll never be perfect but to me you’re heaven sent 3rd Chorus: Oh tell me are we the ones that got away Or do we still remain the king and queen of bad mistakes? Oh tell me that if this tension starts to swell. We’ll find a piece of heaven while we’re living in this hell. We found our piece of heaven while we’re living in this hell
11.
I’ve waited too long for all this grass To turn a new shade of envy's green. Now I’m staring at half dead daffodils Daydreaming about my same routine. So I'm cashing in every check I have And bouncing to wherever I deem fit. I’ll figure it out, someway or somehow. I’m 26 and oh so full of shit. Love is just another word You say when you’re afraid Of letting someone go. Fooled again by letting your guard down Brick by brick your heart was overthrown. The only ring I want is in my ears To frighten these old ghosts and skeletons. Walls will break and butterflies will die But empires will one day rise again. Life, love and the bombs are gonna drop. Which do you fear most? Locked and Loaded, Ready to ignite, This powder keg will send us on our way To whatever is our kingdom come. May your red Dawn not turn out so Grey. This is just my final PSA, Tomorrow could be fucked for all we know. So, make the best out of your homegrown mess And be the seeds of change you want to grow

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released June 17, 2022

All Songs Written By Black Guy Fawkes

Produced by Black Guy Fawkes & Derek Shank

Mixed and Mastered by Derek Shank

Ian Robinson aka Black Guy Fawkes- Rhythm Guitar/Vocals
Zach Dodge - Bass Guitar/Vocals
Corey Mackereth - Lead Guitar
Derek Shank - Drums/Vocals/additional instruments
Additional Vocals - Katie Wilson on “Nothing Says Love Like Recycled Lines”

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