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Anarchy, State, and Fruitopia

by Rawls Royce

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1.
Six Years 02:24
Lyrics: How does it feel? To look at the past again And those photographs you left behind, reminders of better times When there was colour in your eyes And I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry For everything, Too be Kind. That’s what’s expected Six years I’m still defected (i’m still defected) And I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m letting go And next month I’ll pack up and move back home Retracing my steps, forgotten that I’ve grown A poor excuse to compare myself too you Those six years… Can’t recognize you anymore Can't remember the image of my self On my face are the lines out the door Six years… I wish you were here right now (Where are you now? Where are you now?) I can’t handle this by myself (Where are you now? Where are you now?) Six more years without you couldn’t bare the thought (Where are you now? Where are you now?) Those six years (Where are you now? Where are you now?) Those six years, could’t bare the thought
2.
An improper stage, no applause at curtain call Perhaps it’s just a phase, but it seems like all I know now So I’ll carry on, dragging on, but looking up and Hope the planes fly too high for the bombs to reach the floor For the bombs to reach the floor Coming up for air, beneath the surface I am drowning Like pints of discount beer, I return drunk and empty A decade halved, and I’m still racing Eric Sparrow Who have I become? They say that “conflict brings change” - but I just stay the same Flip the record over but first come plug it in And lately I’ve been saying “no more nothing days” Unless we’re together, then nothing ain’t a waste.
3.
Lyrics: They tore your bones Right off your back The greatest generation Never coming back They cut the spending And trim the fat Don't look surprise When the water Turns to black I see the rust It's on your walls Been 20 years just Wait until it falls And it all falls down As markets seem to crash And the house where you lived Won't be there They closed the plant Go pack your bags Your just an okie Right out of Steinbeck Now you owe banks No second chance They got their managers Armed with guns and badges They cut the schools And trim the fat Make sure your kids Won't have a ever have a fucking chance And it all falls down adjustment takes its toll And the house that you had won't be there anymore Anymore! I shake and i tremble Cause I can remember The life We had together The bone and the marrow I shake and I tremble Cause I can't remember When we use to prosper AThe bone and the cancer . Hammer to my heart Sickle to my stomach . And it all Falls down your markets - Don't f work the lives that we once had Won't be there ever again falls down !!!
4.
David 04:06
Lyrics: David is a friend of my own I thought that I might take her home With my glasses, and my plaid shirt on Maybe we could talk all night Even though she’s half my height I can’t always tell if she’s around Something is dysfunctioning Tell me what is happening What the hell is going on? Maybe cuz you’re one year older That’s why I can’t get a boner I swear to god this has never happened before Oh David! A couple of shots from a mickey She’ll cover your neck in hickies Sucking on my skin all night long Homeless hangout in the quad Damn you’ve got a rocking bod Maybe things would work out if I did Something is dysfunctioning Tell me what is happening What the hell is going on? Maybe cuz you’re one year older That’s why I can’t get a boner I swear to god this has never happened before Oh David! This is a construction zone It says to have a hard hat on But instead it seems I’ve worn a toque She lived in my residence And when she got into my pants My flaccid dick really let her down Something is dysfunctioning Tell me what is happening What the hell is going on? Maybe cuz you’re one year older That’s why I can’t get a boner I swear to god this has never happened before Oh David!
5.
Limberlost 05:25
Lyrics: Wait Times Up Stay You’ll feel old now You’ll feel old now Wait Times up Stay You’ll feel let down You’ll feel let down Click your heels close We can’t go on believing in Oz Never needed ghosts I went too far to leave it all Click your heels close We can’t go on believing in Oz Hey Times up Stay You’ll feel let down Hey Where’d the time go? Stay You’ll feel old now Click your heels close We can’t go on believing in Oz Click your heels close We can’t go on believing in Oz Never needed ghosts I went too far to leave it all Click your heels close We can’t go on believing in Oz I can’t go This silence I can’t go on These nihilists They take too long Yeah they take too fucking long Limberlost!
6.
Lyrics: This fucking guck This fucking Johannes fuck He owes me fucking $2000 for a 1986 Honda Accord What a cheap fuck Poco Johannes!! This fucking guy Poco Johannes!! Hey! What are you looking at? Poco Johannes!! Give me back my fucking money Poco Johannes!! This fucking boombot Poco Johannes!! So much fucking cement in this guys head Poco Johannes!! Hey! Where the fuck is my money? Poco Johannes!! You better not look at my sister!! Poco Johannes!! I’m gonna get you right by the fucking balls Gonna dust the off Gonna dust them off And hand you a one, two, three, four right back to mother fucking Amsterdam Or wherever the fuck you’re from. Nailed it

about

Rawls Royce is Johnny Caldwell, William Roelofs, Mitchell McGowan, and Kyle Heibein.

We were just a couple of political science graduate students at the University of Western Ontario who, before our inevitable ascent into unemployment upon graduation, took some time to write and record some music. Although our musical backgrounds largely differed (emo revival / funk / Swedish death metal) we were able to come together and write some pop-punk (ish?) jams - and we are pretty dang stoked to share 'em with ya'll.

credits

released October 14, 2016

We owe a HUGE thank you Eric Altomonte at Castlegrove Studios in London, Ontario, for taking the time to work with us and record our music (ericalto@hotmail.com); to Alex Preiss for doing our graphic design; to Cam, Duke, Kent, Josh, Tristan, Tyler, Steve, and the Schulich med-school class of 2018 for helping out with gang vocals; to Trio and Josh for helping write David waaaaay back in Med Syd in 2011; to Tyler "the ivory tickler" Winterink for composing and recording all keyboard/piano parts on the EP; to Mark Roelofs for reminding us when we were a little weak there; to Ray for playing bass for us that one time at the farm; to John Rawls and Robert Nozick for making political theory great again; to every person who ever took control of their goalie in Chel 15 to draw a penalty; to Tony Hawk, David Suzuki, the Sopranos, the Rat Pack (Mostly Dino), Slavoj Zizek, Theo Fedy (and his papa); to that one IIOI show that started it all; and, of course, a special thank you to Josh “Poco-Johannes the Dutch Chutch” Heppenstrijidt for being our album art model (and being such a good sport about the whole thing, minus still owing us a pitcher). We fucking love you all (except maybe Nozick).

Recorded Summer 2016.

Plz contact us at RawlsRoyceBand@gmail.com - we would love to hear from you.

Eric Altomonte at Castlegrove Studios in London, Ontario is ALWAYS looking for bands to work with. Reach him at ericalto@hotmail.com

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