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Drag It Through The Garden

by The Suburbanists

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sadolgit Hmm, I am not the biggest fan of Punk nor Folk, however as always there are exceptions to the rule. Sometimes even exceptionally exceptional exceptions like these guys and of those I am the biggest fan! (please come to Europe! ;) ) Favorite track: Wait Around.
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Mariah 😩😩😩 I love this album. Only way it could get better is if it were longer. Favorite track: Severance.
Grant Mussman
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Grant Mussman Great folk punk record, killer riffs, killer song writing diversity. Highly recommend Favorite track: Severance.
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dead_beat_theron You are doing shit right.. I fuckin heart the last 2 albums so much..in my regular rotation and have become some of my favorite albums.. great great shit.

please post lyrics! Favorite track: The Devil's Chalice.
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Curtis Rowe these cats are the greatest, my favorite fucking band, killer tunes, and awesome people Favorite track: Wait Around.
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LUCAS MOREEL I freaking love your stuff peeps. Whenever I feel the worst I listen to your stuff and it doesn’t make me feel any better but at least I’m listening to good stuff. Keep it up. If you feel like it. Otherwise don’t. <3 Favorite track: Severance.
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Wait Around 04:04
In the wake of a call I break down I can’t handle all the shit that’s expected of me And you’ll never fucking know yeah you’ll never fucking know where we stand Hard to contact, ready to talk back All I wanna do is play shows, lay another track My intentions aren’t bad but there’s better to be had with my composure Microwaved dinner never tasted any better When your life is in pieces like an IRS letter But money aint a thing to a dirty punk Just buy me a beer and turn the music up Smoke me down, I’ll take you up on the offer Don’t got any weed but we both got needs A night to waste, no warnings to heed Head full of worries and a body to beat And a body to beat Step away, take a break It will all be better when you wake up in the morning Tell yourself, just one more day The sun will still be rising regardless There’s always one more beer there’s always one more cigarette to be had Just gotta wait around Everybody gotta make that cash Everybody’s gotta pay rent, bills get beer throw down on a sack There’s things to do and people to prove But in this city nobody got time for that Give a fuck if you’ve fucking got time for that Life on track, ha! Take it back Procrastinate to a heart attack Maybe it’s all on me Maybe I project reality onto other people and things But we all fuck up in this lower class Beat on the brat, minimum wage city rat Flipping through the pages of life like a magazine Just lookin at the pictures cuz the words don’t mean a thing Step away, take a break It will all ease up when the darkness cloaks our bodies Tell yourself, just one more eve The moon will still be glowing in the night time There’s always one more pill there’s always one more kind of fix to be had Just gotta wait around Pull your boots on (up) feel the rush of sunlight on your face, you’ll be ok (x4) Fuck that, never get up Fuck that I need another cup Take me away to another place Fill my head with a sense of space Get up, out of bed There’s a life and a purpose waiting to be led Get up, out of bed Before you wake up dead Step away, take a break It will all be better when you wake up in the morning Tell yourself, just one more day The sun will still be rising regardless There’s always one more beer there’s always one more cigarette to be had Just gotta wait around Step away, take a break It will all ease up when the darkness cloaks our bodies Tell yourself, just one more eve The moon will still be glowing in the night time There’s always one more pill there’s always one more fucking fix to be had Just gotta wait around Just gotta wait around (x2) Just gotta wait around (x4, in background) Pull your boots on feel the rush of sunlight on your face, you’ll be ok (x2) Pull your boots on feel the rush of sunlight on your face, you’ll be ok (x2, in background) Fuck that, never get up Fuck that I need another cup Take me away to another place Fill my head with a sense of space Get up, out of bed There’s a life and a purpose waiting to be led Get up, out of bed Before you wake up dead
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ACAB 02:37
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Grind it up, pack it up, pass it to the left It’s burning in the roto, let it go, let it roll These days pass by, these hours aren’t even mine Who got the ganj? (Fuck!) Who got the reefer? What we gonna do without a little keefer Let the days go by, until you’re running dry Blow it all away, blow it all away It don’t hurt under the haze Just another cheat just another chief To take away the pain Selling just to smoke just to get another toke Risking all I got and the pork run close But I got the sweets, baby I do it right Hit me up anytime you need high I am not addicted Just a little Afflicted Blow it all away, blow it all away It don’t hurt under the haze Just another cheat just another chief To take away the pain Just another cheat just another chief To take away the Smoke your life away You know I really like it I really like it that way (x4) Paranoia *squeal* I’m gonna find ya *squeal* Smoke your life away
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Severance 03:22
Don’t Lick your wounds Cuz your tongue is very dirty Your lips are spewing filth and your teeth are yellow Here’s a rag Wipe your ass and get a job Do the things you have to when you have to do them And you can do the things you want when you want to do them But I’ve got a million other things to do Gotta go another day without getting any pay Guess I’ll eat from the trash and let my head bash the wall Sell yourself out A higher price tag, better spot on the shelf You can’t catch up You’ll never know what it's Like at the top But fuck it anyway We’ll rip it down like the catastrophe that it is Let’s all live off severance The collar is a leash The future is bleak The dollar will always define your being At the bottom (at the bottom) You’re the gears to the machine You can’t catch up You’ll never know what it's Like at the top But fuck it anyway We’ll rip it down like the catastrophe that it is Let’s all live off severance The uniform is a prison You’re a slave when you’re in them Minimum wage, maximum hours The sweat on your brow for the cultivation of powers You can’t catch up You’ll never know what it's Like at the top But fuck it anyway We’ll rip it down like the catastrophe that it is Let’s all live off severance
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Arbitrary 04:10
My mechanism for survival has been killing me, evolution dethroned Survival of the fittest is a way of saying sayonara you irrelevant fuck Resources desourced to four chords and relapses life passes in assets I’ve destroyed Said it before and I’ll say it again but I lie when I say that I’ve really tried to change As the years pass I’ve been thinking I might not be on the right track darling But I digress Cuz with every day I wake I still accomplish nothing Rot to the core while your surface has no flaw, superficial and indisposed Vulnerability is no threat to me when you’re already dead inside Forlorn and ordered a reborn existence I missed it and pissed in my privilege Tired and ugly just gleaming with smugly for what have I gained out of my poor existence? As the years pass I’ve been thinking I might not be on the right track darling But I digress Cuz with every day I wake I still accomplish nothing There’s something to be said about about addictions bad decisions and everything between This is not how my mother raised me We’re all getting too old Fuck being hungry fuck being cold I just wanna be ordinary Maybe I’ll just do what I’m told Either way it's all arbitrary I could die now, I could die never I just wanna be comfortable When what I have comes to an end All hail the masses For our accountability to keep you dry Warm in the arms of security The earth cannot feed your needs So buckle up, and settle down little peasant Here’s something to eat, now be present In the hierarchy that glows effervescent, learn your lesson Move boy to the top of the prism like: As the years pass I’ve been thinking I might not be on the right track darling But I digress Cuz with every day I wake I still accomplish nothing There’s something to be said about about addictions bad decisions and everything between This is not how my mother raised me How my mother raised me As the years pass I’ve been thinking I might not be on the right track darling But I digress Cuz with every day I wake I still accomplish nothing (x2, in background) We’re all getting too old Fuck being hungry fuck being cold I just wanna be ordinary Maybe I’ll just do what I’m told Either way it's all arbitrary I could die now, I could die never I just wanna be comfortable When what I have comes to an end There’s something to be said about about addictions bad decisions and everything between This is not how my mother raised me

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Songs from 2014/15/16
Recorded 2015/16

This era of The Suburbanists was:
Sonny Kitsune
Elizabeth Covalt
Slone

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released July 1, 2016

Produced, mixed and mastered by Sonny Kitsune

All tracks written by Sonny Kitsune
With help from Liz and Slone

Vocals: Sonny Kitsune, Slone and Elizabeth Covalt
Guitar: Sonny Kitsune
Uke: Slone
Suitcase Drumkit: Elizabeth Covalt
Bass performed by Sonny Kitsune, Slone and Elizabeth Covalt
Washboard performed by Sonny Kitsune, Slone and Elizabeth Covalt
Mandolin performed by Slone
Banjo performed by Slone
Trumpet performed by Sonny Kitsune

Album artwork drawn by Izzy Burgwin

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The original Crust Folk
Established 2012 in Chicago, IL

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