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Live
At The Crackhouse (demo)
Released May 2004. |
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1.
Machine's Agenda (1:12)
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2.
Call Center (2:31)
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3.
Stand and Defend (2:11)
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4.
Waste (1:48)
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5.
Out Of My Loop (1:22)
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6.
Their Warfare (1:54)
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7.
Little Piece Of Heaven (1:42)
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Heather
Hell • Vocals
Zane Comina • Guitar
Mikey • Bass
Arena • Drums
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Independently
released May 2004.
Produced by Machine's Agenda.
Recorded April 2004 via live mobile recording at Greg's House (San Diego, CA).
Engineered by Greg.
Mixed and mastered May 2004 by Aaron Ward at ZenWhisper Studios (Imperial Beach,
CA).
All
songs published ZenWhisper 2007 (ASCAP).
All
music by Zane Comina, except where noted.
All lyrics by Heather Hell, except where noted.
* "Machine's
Agenda" music by Zane Comina, Stephen Muecke, Aaron Ward, & Arena.
* "Call
Center" music by Zane Comina, Stephen Muecke, Aaron Ward, & Arena.
* "Call
Center" lyrics by Stephen Muecke.
* "Stand
and Defend" music by Zane Comina & Arena.
* "Waste" music
by Zane Comina & Arena.
* "Out
Of My Loop" music by Zane Comina, Stephen Muecke, Aaron Ward, & Arena.
* "Out
Of My Loop" lyrics by Heather Hell & Stephen Muecke.
* "Their
Warfare" music by Zane Comina, Mikey, & Arena.
* "Little
Piece Of Heaven" music by Zane Comina & Arena.
Album layout and design by Aaron Ward.
NOTES: This album was recorded as a live demo and was originally
to be titled "Never Out Of Reach" and included different artwork.
Tracks may vary slightly on early versions, minus or rearranged a track.
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LIVE
AT THE CRACKHOUSE
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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
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Call
Center
Thank
you for calling
Now I am dying
Stuck in my box
Many sheep are in this flock
Surrounded
by idiots
The meaning is tedious
Well, one day I’ll find my way
Whatever happened to recess and play?
I
don’t wanna talk to you
Rather be drinking a brew
I don’t really wanna talk to you
Your
position of power I see as a joke
You sold out for a fallacy hope
Extra bonuses and kissing ass
Not me man, I’m in a better class
So
tell me about your stupid plan
Jobs for monkeys, given by man
At least I see it objectively
I feel sorry for your life of stupidity
I
don’t wanna talk to you
Rather be drinking a brew
I don’t really wanna talk to you
All
the white lies
And all the half-truths
What is real, only you decide
I’ll try to make it
Hope that you do to too
But I won’t stay behind that line
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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 system
‘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
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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
Waste…
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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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Their
Warfare
This
one’s for you…
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
What I’m up against
As
their 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
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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
I already know
When you started the scam
That the plan was always to use your hands
Your
two hands
With your two hands
Gonna make her understand
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 and stand aside
Just go fuck yourself
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