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The Attacks "Our Ruin" LP
(ZWR021)
Released: 05/24/2011
| Aaron Attacks - bass / vocals (all tracks) |
| Zane Comina - guitar / vocals (tracks 1 - 15 - 19, vocals on track 26) |
| Adam Attax
- guitar / vocals (tracks 1 - 9, 16 - 27) |
| Jim Duval - drums (tracks 1 - 9, 16 - 19) |
| Aaron #2 - drums (tracks 10 -
15) |
| Neil
Braden - drums (tracks 20 - 27) |
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| 1. Operation Iraqi Freedom: Coming Soon For The Play Station Two (3:32) |
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15. Get Jesus Out Of My Scene (demo) (2:59) |
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2. Kick Me In The Head (1:58)
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16. Operation Iraqi Freedom (live) (3:33) |
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| 3. Sick And Twisted (3:27) |
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17. Fuck Pro Life (live) (1:40) |
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| 4. Erosion Of The Middle Class (2:38) |
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18. Mindless Conformity (live) (2:18) |
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| 5. Fuck Pro Life (1:43) |
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19. Get Jesus Out Of My Scene (live) (3:00) |
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6. Get Jesus Out Of My Scene (2:49)
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20. Kick Me In The Head (live) (2:20) |
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| 7. Terror Alert Orange: Attack Of The American Cliché (2:22) |
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21. Fight (live) (1:45) |
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| 8. Mindless Conformity (2:10) |
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22. Sick And Twisted (live) (3:35) |
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| 9. Operation Iraqi Freedom (Edit) (3:28) |
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23. Erosion Of The Middle Class (live) (3:03) |
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| 10. Kick Me In The Head (demo) (1:52) |
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24. Fuck Pro Life (live) (1:59) |
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| 11. Terror Alert Orange: Attack Of The American Cliché (demo) (2:15) |
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25. Parasite (live) (2:50) |
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| 12. ??? (Demo) (1:32) |
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26. Mindless Conformity (live) (3:04) |
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| 13. Fuck Pro Life (demo) (1:38) |
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27. Blood And Rum (live) (2:08) |
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| 14. Mindless Conformity (demo) (1:57) |
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28. 9/12: The Day Freedom Died (6:19) |
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Produced
by Aaron Ward.
Tracks 1 - 6 originally
appeared on "First Strike" (2005), independently
released.
Recorded November, 2004 at Double
Time
Studios (El Cajon, CA). Engineered
and mastered by Jeff Forrest. Mixed
by Jeff Forrest and Adam Attax.
Tracks 7 - 9 originally
appeared on "Censored Violence" (2011),
released on ZenWhisper Recordings (ZWR008).
Recorded November, 2004 at Double
Time
Studios (El Cajon, CA). Engineered
and mastered by Jeff Forrest. Mixed
by Jeff Forrest and Adam Attax. Additional editing on "Operation Iraqi Freedom (Edit)" by
Aaron Ward
at
ZenWhisper Studios (McMinnville, OR).
Tracks 10 - 15 originally
appeared on "Songs About Killing The President" (2004),
independently released.
Recorded November, 2003 at Pure
Noise (San Diego,
CA).
Engineered, mixed, and mastered
by Chris Squire.
Remastered by
Aaron Ward
at
ZenWhisper Studios (McMinnville, OR).
Tracks 16 - 19 previously unreleased.
Recorded July 22, 2005 live at The Honey Bee Hive (San Diego, CA). Engineered by Aaron Ward.
Guest Vocals on "Mindless Conformity" by Heather Hell.
Additional mastering by Aaron Ward at ZenWhisper Studios (McMinnville, OR).
Tracks 20 - 24 previously unreleased.
Recorded February 26, 2006 live at The Zombie Lounge (San Diego, CA). Engineered by Zane Comina.
Additional mastering by Aaron Ward at ZenWhisper Studios (McMinnville, OR).
Tracks 25 - 27 previously unreleased last show.
Recorded September 15, 2006 live at The Zombie Lounge (San Diego, CA). Engineered by Zane Comina.
Additional mastering by Aaron Ward at ZenWhisper Studios (McMinnville, OR).
Track 28 arranged, mixed, and mastered by Aaron Ward.
Artwork by Sean Shehan for Bandit Art 13.
Layout and design by Aaron Ward. |
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"Kick Me In The Head," "???," "Fuck Pro Life," "Get
Jesus Out Of My Scene," "Operation
Iraqi Freedom: Coming Soon For The Play Station Two," Parasites," "Blood And Rum" music and lyrics by
Aaron Attacks.
"Terror Alert Orange: Attack Of The American Cliché" music by
Zane Comina, lyrics by Aaron Attacks.
"Mindless Conformity" music and lyrics by Zane Comina.
"Sick and Twisted," "Fight" music and lyrics by Adam Attax.
"Erosion Of The Middle Class" music by Aaron Attacks and Zane Comina,
lyrics
by Aaron Attacks.
All
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| "FIRST STRIKE" |
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Operation
Iraqi Freedom: Coming Soon For The Play Station Two
Little boy comes down the stairs
Finds his mommy dead at the table
Daddy bashed her head in at night
And you ignore this problem too
And you lie and cheat
and steel, profits show where you're going
Straight to hell
And If anybody's keeping score you're headed
Straight to hell
And I hope that flame burns like hell, I hope it makes you suffer
You cut benefits as
you see fit, I just wish you would cut your wrists
Apathy reigns supreme as people sit and watch TV
Spoon feed us this bullshit
We all buy it
Be a good Republican,
sacrifice human life
Do what daddy tells you
One by one my rights go away
You are getting richer
We are getting sicker |
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Kick
Me In The Head
I've seen a lot of people in my short life
Most of them I wish that I never met
So many shitty people that I've lost count
So many shitty people that I've learned to trust
Take me outback right now and kick me in the face
If it doesn't happen soon I think I'll be afraid
Take me outback right now and kick me in the face
If it doesn't happen soon I think I'll run away
They say that everyone deserves another chance
They never met the people that I've met
And when the time comes to meet another one
I won't be there because I'll be gone
I made a list with all your names on it
When the time comes again I will find it
And I will make you pay for all you took away
I will make you pay for all you took from me |
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Sick
And Twisted
(To the life of Paulette Valenzuela "Queen of the Scene" more than a friend,
a motivator, and a mystic R.I.P.)
This is a story of tragedy
Goddess of life and beauty
Only a bullet could stop her heart
Life that screamed so fucking loud
Stood strong in the eye of a storm
Your life as a drug into our veins
So sick and twisted
May you rest in peace
Sadistic nihilistic
victim to random acts of violence
Sadistic nihilistic gunshot to the chest because you wouldn't fucking take
it
Our souls will ride again
Now you're gone but
never forgotten
Taught me to seize life's flavor
Your message, love and music
Will never die alone
Taken life, a flash burned brighter than a star
The torch still burns as bright as ever
My love and lessons
Never see the end
Sick and twisted, senseless murder
Sick and twisted, senseless murder
Sick and twisted, senseless murder
Sick and twisted, senseless murder |
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Erosion Of The Middle Class
You're not doing so hot these days
You're not doing so good
You've taken everything
And thrown it away
Erosion of the middle class with every single tax
17, 18 ways to make you go broke
You go to church on sunday afternoon
Sell your soul on Monday morning
Laissez-faire isn't fair to you
They push their product onto you
Sell you shit that you don't need
Sell me shit that I don't need
I got to think how nobody is thinking
About the problems facing us today
How I'm not doing everything I can
To make this world a better place
You're not looking so hot these days
You're not looking so good
You've taken everything
And thrown it away
I'm not looking so hot these days
I'm not looking so good
I've taken everything
And thrown it away |
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Fuck Pro Life
You don't know what it's like
To be 15 without a way to fight
You pass judgment on people you don't know
When's the last time you gave a little help
Fuck pro life, fuck it
Fuck pro life, fuck it
Fuck pro life, fuck it
Fuck pro life, fuck it
Parents threw you out, boyfriend ran away
Why don't you try and give a little help
Instead, you hold your sign and bitch about
How their sinning and going to hell |
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Get Jesus Out Of My Scene
You stand on stage in your leather jacket
Telling kids who to fucking hate
Spend your whole life trying to prove something
Spend my whole life looking for nothing
We don't wanna hear you talk about your faith
We don't wanna hear you pray for us
We don't wanna hear you preach about
Who's gonna to come knocking at our door
You have you book full of lies
I have my head full of beer
Won't put my faith in your god
Put my faith in myself
When they get on stage and preach their god
Walk right out that fucking door
Don't be told how to live your life
By a fake fucking god |
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| "CENSORED VIOLENCE" |
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Terror Alert
Orange: Attack Of The American Cliché
You sit drinking your coffee out of a cup that reads
God bless America, home of the free
Display your beliefs on a piece of merchandise
Don't let anyone burn the fucking flag
Don't have your thoughts
Regurgitate what they want
Don't have you own thoughts
You fucking hide behind
You fucking hide behind
You fucking hide behind
That fucking flag
Love it or leave it, freedom doesn't come for free
It's all the things you shout when people disagree
Ignore the problems facing us today
Turn on your TV, wash it all away
Ignore the problems facing us today
Turn on your TV, wash it all away
Brainwashed to believe we live in a perfect country
Brainwashed not to question authority |
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Mindless
Conformity
When I look around me
I start to get that feeling
The feeling of disparity
Because nobody's thinking
Formulated opinions
Based on filtered stories
Our business is destruction
In the name of peace and glory
Stupidity is everywhere
It can make for a really long day
And when it's entrapped you
You cannot get away
Is this what our fathers
Had died to give us
A society of dumbness
Where you can not speak up
Mindless conformity, ruining my life
Everybody does it doesn't make it right
Mindless conformity is what we've become
No one tells me to take a stand
I'm so sick of the man
No one can tell me what to do
And now your 'e threw
No more fun |
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Operation
Iraqi Freedom (Edit)
Little boy comes down the stairs
Finds his mommy dead at the table
Daddy bashed her head in at night
And you ignore this problem too
And you lie and cheat
and steel, profits show where you're going
Straight to hell
And If anybody's keeping score you're headed
Straight to hell
And I hope that flame burns like hell, I hope it makes you suffer
You cut benefits as
you see fit, I just wish you would cut your wrists
Apathy reigns supreme as people sit and watch TV
Spoon feed us this bullshit
We all buy it
Be a good Republican,
sacrifice human life
Do what daddy tells you
One by one my rights go away
You are getting richer
We are getting sicker |
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| "SONGS ABOUT KILLING THE PRESIDENT" |
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Kick Me
In The Head (demo)
I've seen a lot of
people in my short life
Most of them I wished that I never met
So many shitty people that I've lost count
So many shitty people that I've learned to trust
Take me outback right
now and kick me in the face
If it doesn't happen soon I think I'll run away
Take me outback right now and kick me in the face
If it doesn't happen soon I think I'll be afraid
They say that everyone
deserves another chance
They never met the people that I've met
And when the time comes to meet another one
I won't be there because I'll be gone
Well, I made a list
with all your names on it
When the time comes again I will find it
And I will make you pay for all you took away
I'll make you pay for all you took from me |
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Terror Alert Orange: Attack Of The American Cliché (demo)
You sit drinking your coffee out of a cup that reads
God bless America, home of the free
Display your beliefs on a piece of merchandise
Don't let anyone burn the fucking flag
Don't have your thoughts
Regurgitate what they want
Don't have you own thoughts
You fucking hide behind
You fucking hide behind
You fucking hide behind
That fucking flag
Love it or leave it, freedom doesn't come for free
It's all the things you shout when people disagree
Ignore the problems facing us today
Turn on your TV, wash it all away
Ignore the problems facing us today
Turn on your TV, wash it all away
Brainwashed to believe we live in a perfect country
Brainwashed not to question authority |
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??? (demo)
I don't know what you're saying to me
I don't know what you want me to say
I don't know what you want me to do
I don't know what you want me to say
Want me to say...want me to say
You do what they tell you to do
You say what they want you to say
Don't have a thought of your own
In your little fucking brain
Fuck your brain...fuck your brain
You do what they tell you to do
Say what they tell you to say
Don't have a thought of your own
In that little brain
Fuck your brain...fuck your brain...fuck your brain |
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Fuck Pro Life (demo)
You don't know what it's like
To be 15 without a way to fight
You pass judgment on people you don't know
When's the last time you gave a little help
Parents threw you out, boyfriend ran away
Why don't you try and give a little help
Instead, you hold your sign and bitch about
How their sinning and going to hell
Fuck pro life, fuck it
Fuck pro life
Fuck pro life, fuck it
Fuck pro life |
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Mindless Conformity (demo)
When I look around me
I start to get that feeling
The feeling of disparity
Because nobody's thinking
Formulated opinions
Based on filtered stories
Our business is destruction
In the name of peace and glory
Stupidity is everywhere
It can make for a really long day
And when it's entrapped you
You cannot get away
Is this what our fathers
Had died to give us
A society of dumbness
Where you can not speak up
Mindless conformity, ruining my life
Everybody does it doesn't make it right
Mindless conformity is what we've become
No one
tells me to take a stand
I'm
so sick of the man
No one can tell me what to do
And now your 'e threw
No more fun |
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Get Jesus Out Of My Scene (demo)
You stand on stage in your leather jacket
Telling kids who to fucking hate
Spend your whole life trying to prove something
Spend my whole life waiting for nothing
We don't want to hear you talk about your faith
We don't want to hear you pray for us
We don't want to hear you preach about
Who's going to come knocking at our door
You have you book full of lies
I have my head full of beer
Won't put my faith in your god
Put my faith in myself
When they get on stage and preach their god
Walk right out that fucking door
Don't be told how to live your life
By a fake fucking god |
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Operation
Iraqi Freedom (live)
Little boy comes down the stairs
Finds his mommy dead at the table
Daddy bashed her head in at night
And you ignore this problem too
And you lie and cheat
and steel, profits show where you're going
Straight to hell
And If anybody's keeping score you're headed
Straight to hell
And I hope that flame burns like hell, I hope it makes you suffer
You cut benefits as
you see fit, I just wish you would cut your wrists
Apathy reigns supreme as people sit and watch TV
Spoon feed us this bullshit
We all buy it
Be a good Republican,
sacrifice human life
Do what daddy tells you
One by one my rights go away
You are getting richer
We are getting sicker |
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Fuck Pro Life (live)
You don't know what it's like
To be 15 without a way to fight
You pass judgment on people you don't know
When's the last time you gave a little help
Fuck pro life, fuck it
Fuck pro life
Fuck pro life, fuck it
Fuck pro life
Parents threw you out, boyfriend ran away
Why don't you try and give a little help
Instead, you hold your sign and bitch about
How their sinning and going to hell |
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Mindless
Conformity (live)
When I look around me
I start to get that feeling
The feeling of disparity
Because nobody's thinking
Formulated opinions
Based on filtered stories
Our business is destruction
In the name of peace and glory
Mindless conformity, ruining my life
Everybody does it doesn't make it right
Mindless conformity is what we've become
Stupidity is everywhere
It can make for a really long day
And when it's entrapped you
You cannot get away
Is this what our fathers
Had died to give us
A society of dumbness
Where you can not speak up
No one tells me to take a stand
I'm so sick of the man
No one can tell me what to do
And now your 'e threw
No more freedom |
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Get Jesus Out Of My Scene (live)
You stand on stage in your leather jacket
Telling kids who to fucking hate
Spend your whole life trying to prove something
Spend my whole life looking for nothing
We don't wanna hear you talk about your faith
We don't wanna hear you pray for us
We don't wanna hear you preach about
Who's gonna to come knocking at our door
You have you book full of lies
I have my head full of beer
Won't put my faith in your god
Put my faith in myself
When they get on stage and preach their god
Walk right out that fucking door
Don't be told how to live your life
By a fake fucking god |
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Kick
Me In The Head (live)
I've seen a lot of people in my short life
Most of them I wish that I never met
So many shitty people that I've lost count
So many shitty people that I've learned to trust
Take me outback right now and kick me in the face
If it doesn't happen soon I think I'll be afraid
Take me outback right now and kick me in the face
If it doesn't happen soon I think I'll run away
They say that everyone deserves another chance
They never met the people that I've met
And when the time comes to meet another one
I won't be there because I'll be gone
I made a list with all your names on it
When the time comes again I will find it
And I will make you pay for all you took away
I will make you pay for all you took from me |
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Sick
And Twisted (live)
This is a story of tragedy
Goddess of life and beauty
Only a bullet could stop her heart
Life that screamed so fucking loud
Stood strong in the eye of a storm
Your life as a drug into our veins
So sick and twisted
May you rest in peace
Sadistic nihilistic
victim to random acts of violence
Sadistic nihilistic gunshot to the chest because you wouldn't fucking take
it
Our souls will ride again
Now you're gone but
never forgotten
Taught me to seize life's flavor
Your message, love and music
Will never die alone
Taken life, a flash burned brighter than a star
The torch still burns as bright as ever
My love and lessons
Never see the end
Sick and twisted, senseless murder
Sick and twisted, senseless murder
Sick and twisted, senseless murder
Sick and twisted, senseless murder |
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Erosion Of The Middle Class (live)
You're not doing so hot these days
You're not doing so good
You've taken everything
And thrown it away
Erosion of the middle class with every single tax
17, 18 ways to make you go broke
You go to church on Sunday afternoon
Sell your soul on Monday morning
Laissez-faire isn't fair to you
They push their product onto you
Sell you shit that you don't need
Sell me shit that I don't need
I got to think how nobody is thinking
About the problems facing us today
How I'm not doing everything I can
To make this world a better place
You're not looking so hot these days
You're not looking so good
You've taken everything
And thrown it away
I'm not looking so hot these days
I'm not looking so good
I've taken everything
And thrown it away |
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Fuck Pro Life (live)
You don't know what it's like
To be 15 without a way to fight
You pass judgment on people you don't know
When's the last time you gave a little help
Fuck pro life, fuck it
Fuck pro life
Fuck pro life, fuck it
Fuck pro life
Parents threw you out, boyfriend ran away
Why don't you try and give a little help
Instead, you hold your sign and bitch about
How their sinning and going to hell |
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Parasite (live)
Where were you before all this began?
Had to be somebody else
Your head full of shit and dreams to come true
That didn’t involve anyone but yourself
Parasite, Parasite, Parasite, Parasite
Hope my blood tasted the way you thought it would
Hope it inspired a little bit of hate
For the way you live your life
Hate for the way you let your dreams die every night |
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Mindless
Conformity (live)
When I look around me
I start to get that feeling
The feeling of disparity
Because nobody's thinking
Formulated opinions
Based on filtered stories
Our business is destruction
In the name of peace and glory
Stupidity is everywhere
It can make for a really long day
And when it's entrapped you
You cannot get away
Is this what our fathers
Had died to give us
A society of dumbness
Where you can not speak up
Mindless conformity, ruining my life
Everybody does it doesn't make it right
Mindless conformity is what we've become
No one tells me to take a stand
I'm so sick of the man
No one can tell me what to do
And now your 'e threw
No more freedom |
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