Live And In Control (Live)
Released June 2005.
   
 
1. Machine's Agenda (1:59)
 
2. There Is No Change (2:54)
 
3. Their Warfare (1:56)
 
4. Waste (1:36)
 
5. Stand and Defend (3:22)
 
6. Ignorance (2:01)
 
7. Forgive Them (2:09)
 
8. Can't Fix This Hate (3:35)    
9. Little Piece Of Heaven (2:04)  
10. Phoenix (2:34)    
11. Out Of My Loop (1:52)  
     
     

     
Heather Hell • Vocals
Zane Comina • Guitar, Backing Vocals
Arena • Rhythm Guitar
Patrick Marsh • Bass
Joe Russia • Drums
 
Released June 2005 on Pegleg Records (SSD09) (The Sound of Slow Death Series).
Not produced by Dan Skum.
Recorded live April 15, 2005 at Chasers (San Diego, CA).
Recorded by Cliff Cunningham via Radio Mobil Unit.

All songs published ZenWhisper 2007 (ASCAP).
All music by Zane Comina, except where noted.
All lyrics by Heather Hell, except where noted.


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"Machine's Agenda" music by Zane Comina, Stephen Muecke, Aaron Ward, & Arena.
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"There Is No Change" music by Patrick Marsh.
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"Their Warfare" music by Zane Comina, Mikey, & Arena.
* "Waste" music by Zane Comina & Arena.
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"Stand and Defend" music by Zane Comina & Arena.
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"Ignorance" music by Zane Comina & Arena.
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"Can't Fix The Hate" music by Heather Hell, Zane Comina, Patrick Marsh, Arena, & Joe Russia.
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"Little Piece Of Heaven" music by Zane Comina & Arena.
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"Out Of My Loop" music by Zane Comina, Stephen Muecke, Aaron Ward, & Arena.
* "Out Of My Loop" lyrics by Heather Hell & Stephen Muecke.

Album layout and design by Dan Skum.
Photos by Cliff Cunningham.
Artwork by Heather Hell.
 

     
LIVE AND IN CONTROL
 

Machine's Agenda

Everyone’s on the agenda
Who’s up next to be destroyed
All the spoils will be divided
Between the good girls and good boys

Welcome to the mind machine
There’s censored thought and blinding screens
All the delusions are well fed
You like it here the pain is dead

You like it here cause you can’t think
Like it here cause you can’t see
Like it here you’ve got no choice
Like it here you’ve got no voice

What will you do when all the options run out?
Look to the future and forget all the doubt
That the past has created and the present portrays
Just surrender cause you’ve got no option

Welcome to the mind machine
There’s censored thought and blinding screens
All the delusions are well fed
You like it here the pain is dead

You like it here cause you can’t think
Like it here cause you can’t see
Like it here you’ve got no choice
Like it here you’ve got no voice

My hands are raw, bleeding bleeding
A happy thought there is no home in
What’s above and what’s below?
Who’s on the side, and who’s the next to go
And all I wanna know is…who’s up next
On the machine’s agenda

 
 
 

Their Warfare

All our pain and all our promise
Drains into one sewer cup
Drowning out and wearing down
The voices say we’ve had enough

But there is nowhere to turn
No one to hear our desperate please
If this continues
We’ll live our who lives on our knees

Well I’m tired of feeling useless
And I’m tired of feeling spent
I’m tired of trying never winning
Tired of all I’m up against

What I’m up against
What I’m up against
What I’m up against

As there war keeps getting closer
All our minds just fill with dread
Kept in fear by what the media
Is shoving into all our heads

The evidence of ignorance
Is written on their faces
When will all this madness stop
So we can take our rightful places
Take our rightful places

I can’t be if you don’t believe
I can’t be if you don’t believe
We can’t be if you don’t believe
We can’t be if you don’t believe

We won’t be if you don’t believe

 
 
 

Waste

Drum roll stand up
Take a bow
What the fuck do you think that you are

Still shaking in your boots
Still trying to pass off that act as natural

Well I can see right through you
Right through your vacant fucking eyes
You’re no one to me no one to the world
You’re just a waste of time

You’re just a waste of my time
You’re just a waste of their time
You’re just a waste of our time
You’re just a waste of yourself

And everybody knows
Just how far you’d go
To see a picture of yourself on a television screen
Maybe this Sunday

Take a walk outside
And grab a piece of the American dream
And learn not to cry

You’re just a waste of my time
You’re just a waste of their time
You’re just a waste of our time
You’re just a waste of yourself

 
 
 

Stand and Defend

Burned by their eyes
So silent in death
Get up show up
Do fucking something
About the world that you left

When will you see?
It’s not all your pain
Wake up to the facts
We’re all just as fucking insane

We’re all fucking insane
We’ve got illusions and delusions of grandeur
You’ve got to stand and defend
Stand and defend

Still finding time
To drink and to play
Watching our lives
Go straight down the drain
It’s such a fucking shame

But I’m not ashamed of who I am
And I’m not ashamed of what I do
And neither should you be
You’ve got to stand and defend
Stand and defend

Stand and defend your ideas and belief systems
Cause no one’s gonna do it for you

When will you see?
It’s not all your pain
Wake up to the facts
We’re all just as fucking insane

We’re all fucking insane
We’ve got illusions and delusions of grandeur
You’ve got to stand and defend

Stand and defend
Stand and defend
Get up show up grow up
Get up stand up and fucking defend

 

Ignorance

Power surging through my veins
Kill the urge? I can’t!
So save it for someone a bit better
Who can sit in silence

Fucking deranged?
I won’t live in shame!
For all that Catholic nonsense
The concept of sin, of sin

Guilt leaves you paralyzed,
Fat and bed-ridden
Get out of your box
And start fucking living!

Guilt leaves you paralyzed,
Fat and bed-ridden
Get out of your box
And start fucking living!

Hands are poised over your head
Are they praying? Hardly.
And the man on the street
Tells the same sad story

Covered in sores
What’s the trade-off? Tell me!

Why would you choose
A life full of pain?
When you could cut it all out
And then start it out brand new again
The pieces will fall
Just like us all
We all got
The same kind of rage

 
 
 

Little Piece Of Heaven

So you want a little
A little piece of heaven
Well it’s just not your choice to decide now

You want her to come in
And she wants to get out
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside

Tell me, tell me, tell me…
Did you think it was your fucking choice

So you wanted to prove
You’re not the one being used
You’re the man with the plan and the tools

And you rip up a soul
On your quest for control
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside

Tell me, tell me, tell me…
Did you think it was your fucking choice

And every bit of your
Precious plan
Always did involve both your hands

With your two hands
With both your hands
Gonna make her understand now

Understand you
Appreciate you

Tell me, tell me, tell me…
Did you think it was your fucking choice

Just go fuck yourself and stand aside
Just go fuck yourself and stand aside
Just go fuck yourself

 
 
 

Out Of My Loop

Covered in blood
A night on the street
You self-made half sane fucking whore
You’re not at all what you seem

Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me
What you’re doing to me

Another decade gone terribly wrong
Your mothers, brothers, fathers
Sisters, sons have all got guns
And the bombs are gonna drop down on you

Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me
Why can’t you see what you’re doing to me
What you’re doing to me

Consider yourself out of my loop
Consider yourself out of my loop
Consider yourself out of my loop
Consider yourself out of my fucking loop

     

 

 

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