‘GOING OUT SWINGING’
RADIO SILENCE
Elders shape the soft minds
The youth hang on every word
Idol worship, the facts and fictions
The lines get fuzzy and blurred
Perfecting terror from the headstrong
Reconditioned kids like Pavlov’s dogs
They drink up and digest the dialogue
Radio Silence led to the violence and attempted murder
The root of all evil traces back to people paranoid and quiet
Radio Silence led to the violence and attempted murder
The root of all evil traces back to people paranoid and quiet
See the riot in their eyes
Where there is fire, first is smoke
Inhaled the embers and learned not to choke
Infernos start with only a spark
Burst into flames, sheds light on the dark
Learned behavior or culture trait?
Finally caved in from all the weight
Hate on a mission, man now machine
Gunning through Hell soaked in gasoline
Radio Silence led to the violence and attempted murder
The root of all evil traces back to people paranoid and quiet
Radio Silence led to the violence and attempted murder
The root of all evil traces back to people paranoid and quiet
See the riot in their eyes
Radio Radio Silence Silence
Radio Radio Silence Silence
Held it in, their mouths shut
Badges of honor scored with blood and guts
Name of the fathers and the sons
Cycles remain til they ruin everyone
Born to die, no way out, mounting fears and growing doubts
The voices are now loud and clear
No chance at salvation or getting out of here
No they won’t break their silence
No they’re not going to bend
No they won’t break their silence
No they’re not going to bend
MOVERS AND SHAKERS
Nice to meet you, what’s your name?
I could tell instantly we are definitely not the same
Has nothing to do with your status or branded attire
More about the way you act and maintenance you require
Breathing robots, heads buried in their phones
Living in a twilight zone
Blind followers with hearts of stone
They don’t have a single original thought of their own
(Chorus)
Movers and shakers
Side hustle masters
Givers and takers
Movers and shakers
Scams and pretenders
Full time fakers
Conformist grifters with no real identity
Thieves and impostors disconnected from reality
The wheels are falling off going nowhere fast
How long did you think it was all gonna last?
Breathing robots, heads buried in their phones
Living in a twilight zone
Blind followers with hearts of stone
They don’t have a single original thought of their own
(Chorus)
GOING OUT SWINGING
Born with perfect vision
Raised to make bad decisions
My time of indecision
When New Order was Joy Division
I was ready to conquer the world
Then I blinked, am I too old?
Cut my teeth on chronic liars
Lived on burning desires
I was ready to conquer the world
Then I blinked, am I too old?
My clouds have no silver lining
But my stars are still aligning
(Chorus)
I’m going out swinging
Fatigued and my ears ringing
With all due respect
I’m down but not out yet
I see you’re coming in for the kill
But I’m strong and haven’t lost my will
Not the end it’s a new beginning
But if I’m going out
I’m swinging
Going out swinging
Drifted apart over time
Once partners in every crime
Now claim I’m past my prime
There are mountains left to climb
I’m ready to conquer the world
I know I’m not too old
Reflecting on life cycles
with rose colored bifocals
I’m ready to conquer the world
I know I’m not too old
My clouds have no silver lining
But my stars are still aligning
(Chorus)
I’m going out swinging (4x)
I’m ready to conquer the world
I know I’m not too old
Found cracks in the pillars
Can’t die with spirit killers
Closure and parting gestures
Results from desperate measures
I’m staying.
CAPONE
Got a brother and sisters, they’ve never met
That’s the middle of the story not finished being written yet
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Now I know he hates to be alone
He’s a king without his queen sitting in his throne
Hit by a bolt of lightning in 2019
When he won the jackpot
Now he’s got three kids in his pool of genes
(Chorus)
Now I know he hates to be alone
He’s a king without his queen sitting in his throne
Known for seven decades as Mike, Dad, Bird and Nardone
Ask him what you should call him now
He’ll say call me Capone
Believe me when I tell you about old Philly streets
Ran with some of the baddest guys you never wanted to meet
More hustle than muscle, don’t get it wrong
Escaped and got paid to dance and sing R & B and Motown songs
(Chorus)
Now I know he hates to be alone
He’s a king without his queen sitting in his throne
Known for seven decades as Mike, Dad, Bird and Nardone
Ask him what you should call him now
He’ll say call me Capone
The good years left may be short
He’s done his time
After all sometimes the sentence doesn’t always fit the crime
(Chorus)
Now I know he hates to be alone
He’s a king without his queen rocking in his throne
Known for seven decades as Mike, Dad, Bird and Nardone
Ask what you should call him now
He’ll tell you to call him Capone
Call him Capone Call him Capone Call him Capone
ANATOMY OF A STALKER
A cautionary tale told by a witness
A femme fatale with mental illness
He ignored red flags and alarms
She’s got his name tattooed on her arms
Seduction faded fast
He’s not built to last
He’s got nothing left behind the mask
A crazed look in her eye
If he stays no one has to die
(Chorus)
She’s no more than his live in stalker
Blood extortion tied to their daughter
Psychotic she’s not his bride
Gonna snap and make it look like suicide
Checks his email and reads all his texts
To trust he’s not out having sex
He was never known as timid or meek
She finishes his words
So he doesn’t have to speak
She sucked the life out of his veins
Gave up breaking from the chains
Her bite is as bad as her bark
Her fangs left their mark
A crazed look in her eye
If he stays no one has to die
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Her defense it’s a passionate kill
If she can’t have him no one will
Screams at the top of her lungs
I have a knife and a loaded gun
Starts to howl and speak in tongues
Turns his back and starts to run
Tried to race out the door
As he’s shot and dying on the floor
She screams at the top of her lungs
If I can’t have you no one will
If I can’t have you no one will
If I can’t have you no one will
If I can’t have you no one will
INSTIGATOR
Our connection is now laid to waste
A trust that can never be replaced
Your betrayal has left a pungent aftertaste
(Chorus)
You are the Instigator, you have always been
You are the Instigator, a demon under my skin
Your true colors have been exposed
Insidious like a wolf a in sheep’s clothes
Your implosion is all self-imposed
(Chorus)
You are the Instigator, you have always been
You are the Instigator, a demon under my skin
You are the Instigator, you have always been
You are the instigator, your deception is wearing thin
You should be the last in line to be casting stones
A human parasite, the worst I’ve ever known
Your words cut like weapons, twist into hate
You’ll finally learn the world isn’t yours to manipulate
(Chorus)
You are the Instigator, you have always been
You are the Instigator, a demon under my skin
You are the Instigator, you have always been
You are the instigator, your deception is wearing thin
Your like a virus so close to the iris
It was invisible for us to see
Burnt in the first degree
You won’t like me when I’m angry
You won’t like me when I’m angry (repeat)
RUG BURN
Jumped right in thrilling at first
Got the fever and kicked up a thirst
Like bombs going off and fireworks
Were a wild pair of freaks ready to burst
Not long before we were joined at the hip
Three little words dripped outta our lips
From the table to the bed on the floor
Til we couldn’t breathe or come anymore
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Rug burn Rug burn
Rug burn on our knees
From the heat and the friction coming off you and me
Rug burn raw til we bleed
The only ecstasy I’ll ever need
Peeled back the layers got under our skin
Ate away the armor down to my shin
Exposed the scars from where we’ve been
Now were headed down a road paved in bruises and sins
We fit like a glove in over my head
Enough is enough but I still got the touch
Scratch the itch crawl to me
Your treasure was locked but I got the key
(Chorus 1 + 2)
Rug burn when will I learn
I’m close to the point of no return
Rug burn I’ve lost control
Can’t pull myself out of this black hole
Should be more about love than animal lust
Souls are naked without someone to trust
Just when the scabs start to heal
We crave the pain
Is that half our appeal?
(Chorus 1)
Rug burn
ERASER
I’m a vigilante and enforcer all in one
Got my super powers from the moon and the sun
I’m the judge and jury when the justice system fails
Destroy heinous felons will be destroyed
I don’t believe in jails
Chorus:
I’m gonna erase you
There’s nothing you can do
I’m gonna erase you
There’s nothing you can do
Don’t think you can get away with horrific crimes
I’m the eraser
I get the offenders every time
The good assassin get revenge for the victims
Avenger for the nameless in a broken system
Eye for an eye tooth for a tooth
If you’re evil you’re gonna lose
If you think you’ll escape
I’m the bearer of bad news
Chorus
I don’t want medals or glory or statues with my face
Just want the world to be a better living place
Rid the earth of the scum without a trace
I can’t stop until they are all erased
Chorus
I’m gonna erase you
I’m gonna erase you
There’s nothing you can do
I’m gonna erase you
If it’s the last thing that I do
You’re gonna get erased
Gone without a trace
ASK FOR IT BY NAME
Chorus
Ask for it by name
Don’t fall for their fake claims
Ask for it by name
No two things are quite the same
We get what we pay for?
Force fed all the hype
Fit the target demo
Aim for our stereotypes
How did we live without it?
Chorus
Money back guaranteed if you’re not satisfied
Limited time offer for those who qualified
All sales are final refunds will be denied
Bait click buy bait click buy
Bait click buy bait click buy
Chorus
Ask for it by name
Don’t fall for fake claims
Ask for it by name
No two things are the same
Ask for it by name
Ask for it by name
BEFORE WE MUST GO
Be careful what you wish for
Sometimes it comes true
When the sunsets are empty
Might just need a different point of view
Is it mind over matter
Praying not to breathe
Rose above my body with the cold ground beneath
Chorus
They said ‘go to the light’
This is your last night
Any last things to say?
Before we must go Before we must go
Creatures of habit
Went to church on the sabbath
Checked all the boxes
Off the last list I ever made
I conversed with the abyss
Not certain I’ll be missed
After I lost my muse
I thought I had nothing to lose
Chorus
Piles of broken halos in the shape of a throne
Heard secrets of the skies as I sat all alone
Failed the audition for heaven
A shift in my paradigm
Falling back to Earth
The light said it wasn’t my time
Chorus
‘ALTERED STATES’
CLIFF NOTES
We can try to predict the future with false expectations
Where does this road go with our time limitations
I never asked to shed light on my sealed
Pandora’s box
And disrupt my well perceived healthy paradox
Won’t you give me, give me a sign
I have no directions for this detour of my mind
Won’t you give me a ride through the Cliff Notes
Cliff Notes of your life
Or claim that you never met
We’ll never get caught up, never get up to date
You won’t know all the things that make us tick or appreciate
Won’t you give me, give me a sign
Won’t you give me, give me a sign
I have no directions for this detour of my mind
Won’t you give me a ride through the Cliff Notes
Cliff Notes of your life
Won’t you give me, give me a sign
Can’t go back and relive old faded photographs of strangers you don’t remember
TECHNICAL DIFFICULTIES
(Chorus)
The one that got away is like the one that never happened
Now he’s wiser and stronger
Rising above the spell, he was under
(Chorus)
GHOSTS
MUTE
Are you feeling justified
TAKE ONE FOR THE TEAM
Take one, take one for the team
RUNNING OUT OF TIME
‘GRIND’
GRIND. GRIND
The world visualized from my board,
as I scope it out through these skater’s eyes.
My drug of choice since the Spring of 1975.
Wheels under my Vans still make me feel alive.
GRIND.
I’m still seeing lines.
I’m so addicted to the sound of the GRIND.
GRIND. GRIND
Goofy foot, street, ramps and park.
Session all the spots, we could find.
Vices grew from 50/50’s, acid drops, and board slides.
Hit the coping, rock-n-rolls, catch some air with a sick
front side. GRIND. I’m still seeing lines.
I’m so addicted to the sound of the GRIND.
The virus, barking trucks, I can’t leave behind.
I’m still addicted to the sound of the GRIND.
GRIND. GRIND.
Healthy disorder I caught from Jay, Alva, and The
Bones Brigade.
GRIND.
I can’t detox, I dream I can still rage.
As I kick turn and carve with kids one third my age.
Rehab’s a faceplant away by a fail on a crooked spine.
I’m still addicted to the sound of the GRIND!
NERVE ENDINGS
I loathe the sound of silence, that’s when my ears start to ring.
I’d rather scream my head off, than try to clearly sing.
(Chorus)
My nerve endings are frayed. I’m always on edge.
But, I’m not guilty of the mental crimes, I’m alleged.
I’m quite the specimen, dead inside, with an electric periphery.
Feel like I’m inside out, focused on an epiphany.
My nerve endings are frayed. I’m always on edge.
But, I’m not guilty of the mental crimes, I’m alleged.
My last nerve endings have become desolate.
Good things come to those who wait.
When do we know it’s too late?
Look through my eyes and see my neurons stagnate.
My nerve endings are frayed. I’m always on edge.
But, I’m not guilty of the mental crimes, I’m alleged.
My nerve endings are frayed. I’m always on edge.
My last nerve endings have become desolate.
Fear slows my reactions, pray for calm stimuli.
False praise by the medicine, I’m repeatedly crucified.
My nerve endings are frayed. I’m always on edge.
I’m always on the edge.
Why is it the same, the same in the end?
Why is it the same in the end?
OVER REACTOR
Face to face – You gotta interact
Drama filled – It’s another act
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You can’t handle any more distractions
Think you got to film your every move.
You’re like a chemical reaction
Allergic to human interaction.
OVER REACTOR (4x)
Head down and digitized
Your brain is mesmerized
From screens that burn your eyes,
Until the power dies.
(Chorus)
No one believes you’re still alive
Unless you share your archives.
Intimate details, you can’t erase
Once you send them out into space.
OVER REACTOR (4x)
Crisis – At your fingertips.
Deviceless – It’s the apocalypse.
Stolen soul and identity
Time bomb – In a warped reality
OVER REACTOR (4x)
ANCIENT HISTORY
It’s slowly fading into view.
These artifacts shimmer, like they’re brand new.
No matter how long you’re gone, it’s like you never left.
Come back home, to get the weight off your chest.
Sticky evolution with the same consistency,
Dangerous or safe with a risk of injury.
The sacred past is now overanalyzed
Can’t find the facts, if the truth’s all lies.
Searching for clues, but, the ink is all faded.
Wide-eyed student, how’d you get so jaded?
Never too late to solve the mystery,
Even if it’s old like ANCIENT HISTORY.
Time – Won’t stop for no one.
Time – Is vicious and cruel.
Never too late to solve the mystery,
Even if it’s old like ANCIENT HISTORY.
It’s like ANCIENT HISTORY (2x)
Translate and digest the buried memories
Chip away the dirt that’s built up for centuries.
Never too late to solve the mystery,
Even if it’s old like ANCIENT HISTORY.
It’s so old – it’s like ANCIENT HISTORY (4x)
BEFORE THE CRASH
Inside the numbers and outside the lines,
Hiding undercover, it’s defective by design.
Below the radar, shaking in your boots,
Nothing can penetrate the shield, it’s bulletproof.
Slip on the foundation, down to the roots,
The noose was pretty, was that a sign or an excuse?
Fall and Rise – Rise and Fall (2x)
(Chorus)
Take me to your leader
Take me I’ve got the photographs.
Take me to your leader
Take me BEFORE THE CRASH.
New slang with hints of flattery
Mixed with the acid from the cold battery.
Nervous, but, super-charged, bet you never felt so large.
Sifted through the rubble, drill in the debris
Never looked like trouble, 52 for all eternity.
Don’t you hold your breath, black days aren’t over yet (2x)
(Chorus) +
Take me – I’ve got the evidence
Take me, BEFORE THE CRASH – It’s gone in a flash.
Take me, BEFORE THE CRASH – there is no turning back.
Carry me past the devils and angels, to the decision maker,
Right this wrong, he could’ve been spared, but, we waited too long.
If it wasn’t one thing, it was another.
The sky was his sister, Earth was his mother.
Seemed like a world away, it was only 6 months to the day.
Never will he get to reach his potential.
The unknown data that is most essential
Off the grid, re-evaluation,
Was he sacrificed for his own salvation?
(Chorus)
All lyrics written by Frank Phobia. Copyright 2024 PhobeTunes / BMI / Administered by Code 3 Records