As some of you know, I started playing guitar mid-December of last year and since then I have finally finished this EP. I know the rules say one song per thread, but I'd love to hear what you all think of the EP, so if this flies, great, if not, oh well. Here is the EP "Don't Worry, It's All Bad" in its entirety on YouTube in one video.
Running Time: 25:53
Thanks for listening and I really hope you will enjoy.
Here are the tracks, lyrics, and some brief commentary on them.
This first tune is a pretty simple one that I think makes a good start to the EP. It is basically a self-portrait through music, and a sentiment to not worry, regardless of the themes of the rest of the EP.
Don't Worry
do you see me
wearing my red sweater-vest
trying hard to look my best
push the brakes
a headache caused by past mistakes
my rage just quakes so quick
well this is me
dancing in a stormy night
crying in the sunlight
do you see me
wearing my white collar shirt
trying hard to look my worst
don't worry
we'll be fine
This next track is basically about abusive relationships with perceived friends, fear of confrontation, and a smidgen about the government.
Famine Anthem
Well I need my friends
So they hear me when I scream
Up until it ends
Yeah you know what I mean
I'll see you on the other side of a silver screen
I'll see you on the outside of a scary dream
Well I can't contend
Because I don't know how to fight
But I can pretend
That I know what to do right
I'll see you on the other side of a farmer's plight
Keeping you on the inside fact tonight
When my face gets crushed
By a hammer in your thoughts
Well your murder is rushed
Now break the bone that you forgot
I'll see you on the other side of an iron bar
I'll shake your hand when I meet you from afar
I saw the farm and
I left it
Came back with arms
And I wrecked it
Well I abhor Mr. Jones
I'm gonna work for Mr. Jones
The title track follows, and is about some very personal stuff, but also culture and how it has been degraded. It is about being happy with my life but pissed about the world. It is about looking to a better future that is impossible to reach, and again a smidgen about the government.
Don't Worry, It's All Bad
I will be demonized
wearing a pair of demon eyes
finally realize
the lies
so I cut off my skin
sweet toxins begin
to descend to the floor
I could never ask
for any more
I could never ask
for any more
changed a lot now haven't I
not a man you'd recognize
if you look into my eyes
you may see what I despise
when you want to die
well what has you so grim
look around yourself
tell me what you see
a fatherless family
with mother on her knees
this culture is diseased
don't mistake me for sad
don't worry, it's all bad
from time we cannot escape
worship God or worship state
bloody fists and heads of hate
subsidize our broken fate
they all hate me
and they can't stand the facts
kill my son
keep telling yourself
that you're not hurting anyone
and what you see as toxic rain removed me from a flame
daydreams I have make today look like marathon
tragedy, it's hard to see but if you look you'd see forever
no I'll never pledge allegiance, all you do is offer grievance that I will never accept
so you should kill me if it means that much to you
well I want in the scene
I'll get just what you mean
could I have a dance
I'm quite fond of romance
then we could leave the play
and remove these masks of clay
but when you see my face
don't mistake me for sad
don't worry, it's all bad
This next one is about everyone around you being sick, or maybe you being sick yourself. With what? Therein lies the question.
Influenza
I hate all of my friends
yeah and they hate me too
don't wanna be around me no more
lest they act like I do
what did I do to deserve you
what did you do to deserve me
life is working out so fucking fine
got me a bird so I can fly
got me a bird named enza
opened the door and in flew enza
in flew enza
I ask my gray hairs what to do
they tell me that I know well
well you know what I think I do
shit smelling gold's just a tough sell
what can I do to get the key
will you ever give it to me
the outside's looking pretty grim
got me a surgeon's mask so I don't choke and die
got me a bird named enza
opened the door and in flew enza
in flew enza
well I know everyone is dying
carcasses filling up the streets
the sickly do not think they're ill
it's a psychological war
and we're still killing ourselves
maybe that's where
maybe that's where I belong
in flew enza
in flew enza
This song is about parenting, dysfunction, and stupidity.
When it All Comes Down
a ticking time bomb
with a big fuse
that's waiting to blow up
a painted on smile
that looks like a clown
god only knows where you'll be
when it all comes down
it's fun to hit me
don't you think it's fun to hit me
when you can't calm down
it's so much more fun than anything else
that I can't find enough time to beat up myself
well I'm running from a lion that's not moving
it's just puking in a fountain kids are tossing pennies in
wanted to stay for a long while
wanted to sleep in the ground
but I've got to see when it all comes down
nobody thinks he is what he seems
you see that clown yeah he is a businessman
that man is sick, yeah he's living the dream
why does he like it well it's none of your fucking business, man
wanted to stay for a long while
wanted to sleep in the ground
but I've got to see when it all comes down
well no time apart could give me a fond heart
and only a fool would start
you love that girl and yeah I love that rock
well doesn't love rock
No more no matter how hard I try
One day I'll die and that's fine
wanted to stay for a long while
wanted to sleep in the ground
but I've got to see when it all comes down
This next one is a tad too personal to get into too much, suffice to say I am pissed off about something.
Well I've seen this show before
It's got a shitty ending that I wouldn't recommend at all
You could turn off the monitor
And be at peace with it all
But the more you feel
The more it fails to fade
So pack a bag of black licorice
Or give that shit one more kiss
Well can't you see, can't you see
That you are lying with a vulture
Well can't you see, can't you see
That you are lying with a vulture
Yeah I know it must be torture
Yeah I know that it is torture
You're sad and pitiful
Yeah you look like me
A month or two ago
Have you learned it's hot
In a volcano
Well I'd sneak in and rescue you
But I'm so afraid of the heat
Do you see my skin
It's burnt to ashes cause where you are, I've been
So stab your heart and let it bleed
Or let it pump so you can breathe
Well can't you see, can't you see
That you are lying with a vulture
Well can't you see, can't you see
That you are lying with a vulture
Yeah I know it must be torture
Yeah I know that it is torture
When you're stuck in a hole
And nobody reaches to pull
When you're lost at sea
And the waves keep the crashing
When you're lined up to slay
And you don't know what to say
The same
I felt the same
This last one is about moral agency, responsibility, and what a depressing state you'll be in if you won't kick abusive people out of your life.
If You Choose to Lay in a Bed of Nails
Well isn't it fun isn't it fun
To grab a knife, and bring it to a gun fight
So I did, so I did
And I escaped with just a few holes in my head about the size of a baseball
Well what better way, what better way
To put out a flame than with some gasoline
Or so they told me
One day I'll die but
That is fine cause
My life is full of
People I want to leave and
People that want to leave me
Well can't you see, can't you see
With those rusty nails in your eyes
What a funny thing oh what a funny thing
To hit someone who won't hit back, it cracks me up
You fucking coward, you fucking coward
Don't fuck with someone that I love
Well I guarantee you I won't love you
Until you apologize and even then I reserve the right not to
One day you'll die but
That is fine cause
Your life is full of
People you want to leave and
People that want to leave you
Well I could leave if I want to
I could leave if I wanted to
I will leave if I want to
I'm here by my own choice
You and me, you and me, you and me
You and me both
