Making the Right Ear Jealous

by sound4sound

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The 5 song EP. both demos (6 songs) and an unreleased track.

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released October 1, 2015

Adel, Mike, Bry, Roach

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sound4sound Miami, Florida

Ex-members of Timescape Zero, Machine and U.F.C. form a four piece outfit of nothing but pure trouble in Miami.

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Track Name: 1 2 X Who?
Come on man, can't we come together?
Shut up and dance, Let's agree to disagree.
Don't like me personally?
Please don't cut me with your razor.
We'll take this out back, one on one...
or talk face to face, man to man.
The kids just want to dance!
1 2 X who? Whose getting cut? 1 2 X who?
Just shut up and dance.
Track Name: Spark It Up
Turn your back on me with tears because my words hurt.
Then you should imagine my fist before you say what you say as you walk away.
When I feel like gasoline, you act like a matchstick...
Rail thin with an oversized head, but one pop and no more hot air.
Wanna fight? You came to the wrong place...
unless you're into meditating face down in the dirt.
Come on brother. Let's spark it up.
Light a fat one. I hope the heat is enough!
Track Name: As Salaam Alaikum
Peace unto you friend, but I will only submit
to the man who can keep me down using only his wits.
I will not bow down to your ideologies,
succumb to your philosophies or all your idiosyncrasies.
So boisterous and vociferous,
but all your faiths stomp on all of us.
You've heard it before, "It's all a crutch."
Plus, the worst drivers have fish on their cars.
Don't mean you any hate. I mean you no harm.
I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees.
I'm a man of my word, but I do as I please.
Don't mean you any hate. I mean you no harm.
Track Name: Liars of the World Unite [So I May Destroy You]
Stories of gangs, Goths, punks and Nazis.
I scratch my head and think, "Whatever that means."
Lost soul telling tales to make friends.
It'll all come back and haunt you in the end.
Never touched drugs, but claim to do smack.
(You run) a crew of thousands with no plan of attack.
Another story full of fantasy.
Another drunk loser who takes a backseat.
(Cause you know) What should you do?
Get out of my face!
No pity and I can't help you.
You're shitty and I don't need you.
Punk rock liar.
Goth kid faker.
Hoodlum phony.
How many faces do you have?
Track Name: Sing, Monkey, Sing!
Play me that song of yours, the one you use to drown all out.
College head as smart as an ape, you tack it up as empirical doubt.
Yes this will all end someday. Not just you and I, but everything.
Cheer up now, don't be sad. That's the cycle. All of us, dying.
Kant can't help. Separate Socrates from the life you lead.
"God is dead," but so is Nietszche.
Memento mori! (translation: Remember that you must die!)
Sing monkey, sing!
Track Name: Package Goes Boom (previously unreleased)
Package goes boom! (x4)
Ha, ha! Ha, ha! Revolution?
I'm still working on evolution.
How many judges does it take to open a package? One!
But a whole fire department has to put him out.
Boom! Disintegrate. (x3)
Time for change! You or the state?
Chant your revolutionary chorus,
with your fingers pointed in the air,
singing, "Woo hoo, woo hoo."
Say what? Say what? "Woo hoo. Woo hoo"
Stop looking out the window
to see what's wrong in your house.
Which one goes off first,
pipe bomb or personality?
Boom! Disintegrate. (x2)
Ha ha! Ha ha! Boom! Disintegrate.
Track Name: Come On In [The Intro] (original demo I)
(no vocals/lyrics)
Track Name: Now I Gots To Cut Ya (original demo I)
I try and reach out. Try and make changes. Kin's in control, big business rearranges.
I try to do what I can at times. Almost cry at these terrible crimes
you perpetrate on humankind, get fat and drunk on world's blood and wine.
I tried so hard to get you. I tried so fuckin' hard.
Shame on those who conspire to rid us of desire, independence and having our say.
We don't want what's "in today." It's all needless this way. Long enough you've had your stay.
I don't need your plutocracy. I don't want this oligarchy.
It's about time you switched to my brand, but your commercials are getting in my way,
and how I'd love to rearrange your face.
Track Name: Room In the Ramparts (original demo I)
Does it hit you like it hits me?
Those images that come from a simple smell.
The same that covered the smoky air of our room in that motel.
Lice ridden beds. Empty pill bottles littered the floor.
Even more empty liquor bottles, and always looking for money to score.
So sorry I had to get away. Hitchhiked back home, just to forget.
Leaving hurt, though your grasp pulled me back.
It's not you, but the problems I wish I never met.
I have to get out. (x3) Get out of this town.
Track Name: Broken Instrument (original demo II)
There's so much pain in this world.
There's so much pain, but I can't complain, though I complain.
I got nothing to say. No words to say. Nothing to say because I partake.
Problems in, problems out.
I'm trying to tell you what it's all about, but here we go again.
Track Name: Liars of the World Unite (original demo II)
Stories of gangs, Goths, punks and Nazis.
I scratch my head and think, "Whatever that means."
Lost soul telling tales to make friends.
It'll all come back and haunt you in the end.
Never touched drugs, but claim to do smack.
(You run) a crew of thousands with no plan of attack.
Another story full of fantasy.
Another drunk loser who takes a backseat.
(Cause you know) What should you do?
Get out of my face!
No pity and I can't help you.
You're shitty and I don't need you.
Punk rock liar.
Goth kid faker.
Hoodlum phony.
How many faces do you have?
Track Name: Sing, Monkey, Sing! (original demo II)
Play me that song of yours, the one you use to drown all out.
College head as smart as an ape, you tack it up as empirical doubt.
Yes this will all end someday. Not just you and I, but everything.
Cheer up now, don't be sad. That's the cycle. All of us, dying.
Kant can't help. Separate Socrates from the life you lead.
"God is dead," but so is Nietszche.
Memento mori! (translation: Remember that you must die!)
Sing monkey, sing!