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New Low Humans EP

by Shoutin' Preachin'

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1.
Go For Broke 03:48
No one living with no foresight No one guiding with a torchlight we climbing up the walls like, all y'all brought your swords to the pen fight most will call off the war when it's skin-tight too close for comfort, causing the fickle to sweat we burst live ammo from a beating chest all everybody get wet, whether you like it or not it's a motherfucking safe bet feel the threat loom, that's an intro can't put out the fire with old lingo guns and things that go pop-blaow that's what's happening when this shit breaks down let them eat cake crowd, let them hear it loud back up against the wall if we speak out whether you're ready or not when shit starts going off - you can't stop the rot everybody part of the plot everybody else gonna get a piece of what they got that's the night of the snub noses steel blades, shallow graves - all type explosives on the real, when the balance is off, it's a matter of time before the charade gets dropped fuck a job, fuck a workload go for broke, its the implode - hear the fucking bombs go blaow! pop-blaow! this shit is all crooked, corrupt staring at the idiot box like "what's up?!" the talking head is not saying enough so what the fuck - they're lining us up to get snuffed this shit is all crooked, corrupt staring at the idiot box like "what's up?!" the talking head is not saying enough so what the fuck - they're lining us up to get snuffed high and dry are the great unwashed this year big fence, barbed-wire to keep them clear silver spoons got some first world probs to beare all busy, all give ourselves a cheer all dizzy from the pressure an shit we just sit - frying slow on a spit lying low with closed lips for now just chuckle and smirk at pushed whips better saddle up quick or when shit kicks off you'll get fucked by the big dick be prepared for the rift or get pillaged by the tipped-scale kids when shit flips ain't that a kick in the head? some live it up while the rest all get left for dead it's critical mass for the class gap they should have figured it out, the powerless will get the last laugh not a seer or a prophet but the stakes are obvious, the workers won't drop it can't stop shit - the firms deserve it they're brutal with whips - the herds will curb it call them out and get a new one ripped no matter what's said they still tighten their grip fucking straight up like a high-fade all plebs are abandoned in the home of the slaves this shit is all crooked, corrupt staring at the idiot box like "what's up?!" the talking head is not saying enough so what the fuck - they're lining us up to get snuffed
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The great leader with cocked-brow be sacrificing cash-cows so get the fuck out the way of where he's pushing his plow backroom handshakes - they run the fucking world right now multi-nati funded officials infiltrating your town you misbehave? Party-policy, diminish the threat after all, everybody just a pitiful pet silhouettes out the window peering in on ya bed obey the television set and everything that it said we at a loss, illuminati got the world war won shit is classified as fuck until they come with the guns life is manufactured fun to keep ya mind of the glum mind off the guns they make to keep the poor in the slums we be the mongrel on the humble - fuck the thoroughbred, sycophantic culture where incest is widespread top of the pyramid from where the fuckin lies spread the lies dead, see corporate flags flying over ya head you better run! bounce! escape the threat! you better run! bounce! escape the threat! you better run! bounce! escape the threat! you better run you better bounce and escape the threat got no concern for no human rights put up a fight and get a van parked outside ya house all night dont fuck with big brother he's a tad uptight put on ya blue dog collar - obey, be polite flipping dogma from a book of old lies control in disguise, book of bullshit that be drawing some flies sick fucking culture where you conform to survive you conform to reside and pay for the merchandise out my naked eye i can see the high price of life with a barb wire fence round perimeter outside modern day king's castle where the peasants will arrive to flush out the feudal structure operating on the inside the whole systems sharpening axes, trying to cull off the pack shit is a fact - systematically your mind get attacked whistleblowers fucking with them get their asses jacked tossed out back, '84 style - wiped off the map run! bounce! escape the threat! run! bounce! escape the threat! run! bounce! escape the threat! you better run you better bounce and escape the threat when on the run, don't trip - never trip we're on the run, don't trip - never trip when on the run, don't trip - never trip we're on the run, don't trip - never trip
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Better run, don't trip he's got a steady hand on it an everybody else is taking off like rockets with a casual deadpan, keep one hand in the pocket anybody in the way can't stop it marching through with the cock-back-click just to pop that shit, better run and get the fuck on quick thousand-yard-stare kids all lighting the same wick shoot the gift like a box of coal for split wigs they say crazy always had a blank stare late shift, all day - it's sick, they reading off of a script all channels all access, got rights? all get rich cash cow, coy killers that snap just to flip dead employees in the break room been shot to shit there's a rumour he was fucked in the head and sick everybody at the vigil with the candles lit feed the next big thing with the fucked up spin the next big thing, make way for the next big thing! the next big thing, make way for the next big thing! he's the next big thing, make way for the next big thing! the next big thing, make way for the next big thing! he's basically out to leave the whole place to waste he'll kill them all in that way, with that look upon his face he's space-y with an unmoved glare - at a casual pace just enough to keep up with the chase newscaster, ringmaster - got everybody all ears furrowed brow down the lens, slow zoom in on the tears capitalize on fear, legislate when the chance is near exploit the whole bloody scene - get the crowd to cheer! they want public disillusion 'cause they want you scared they want you in the corner 'til you no longer care dance around the truth - like they're fred astaire erode your rights with the quiet sleight of hand, beware! its that kind of systematic attitude, that makes a man crack foot on the neck, while you're laying on your back good employees don't trip, they don't slack, they go insane wylin' out for a name, lone wolf out for fame! the next big thing, make way for the next big thing! the next big thing, make way for the next big thing! he's the next big thing, make way for the next big thing! the next big thing, make way for the next big thing!
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New low humans, represent, represent survival of the shittest, represent, represent too busy to change plans - we set the precedent fucked priorities got us drowning slowly in the quicksand well behaved consumer, seed of baby boomer obsessed with excess and getting things much sooner fast food, iPhones and cancerous tumours occupied in the mind with the low brow humour lights, camera, action roll the damn laugh track out live on the scene, its the narcissistics, no doubt obeying all orders while the fucking ship goes down products of a system that's speeding down the wrong route from an early consuming, just putting on pounds covet all attention, we self-indulgent sad clowns life's a competition, good looks milk sacred cows good hair, teeth, smiling down the lens with raised brow know enough to know we're in a hole and how to dig out but fuck it - we just squabble throwing bombs and blame around it ain't a just world at all - no karma, no doubt prime concern is to earn, like fuck everybody else! we're hitting new lows new low humans set the new low precedent survival of the shittest, represent, represent new low humans set the new low precedent survival of the shittest, represent, represent new low humans set the new low precedent survival of the shittest, represent, represent new low humans set the new low precedent survival of the shittest, represent, represent new low humans voluntarily put on the chains sell off the rights like its a game, no shame in the vain gone from running free in the wild plains, to just slaves running from freedom for material gain so kick along and maintain - it aint a fair game anymore we institutionalised to be ashamed of being poor success as a measure of importance is flawed as if existence is defined by financial reward and all resistance is denied for the popular cause as if its all fair, and everybody's par for the course of course everybody alive thinks their mind is the source of all existence and life, so they're expecting awards, and accolades - like it's a just world, so good shit must happen society ain't as balanced as the image that it's selling placing high expectations on the roses we're smelling high as shit on some culture that's morally repellent where the fucking misanthropes at? where they dwelling? get a fucking job is what your fellow hoi polloi be yelling get annoyed by the ploys to keep buying the best selling we joe public gullible fuckwits for not rebelling we're hitting new lows new low humans set the new low precedent survival of the shittest, represent, represent new low humans set the new low precedent survival of the shittest, represent, represent new low humans set the new low precedent survival of the shittest, represent, represent new low humans set the new low precedent survival of the shittest, represent, represent represent, represent! try to stay on point and on the level we strive gotta be the biggest asshole to stay alive
5.
Withdrawals 03:39
He's a lost soul that most don't wanna know trouble always charging through with the mischief in tow from no known home, the seed to a tree never grown he'll probably end up drowning in a gutter all alone and i guess, that's an endgame thats prone to happen to a loose cannon playing bad to the bone tell him watch where you step, for you trip and get thrown off the edge of the cliff, right where you perched your throne trouble doomed to end up, disowned and on his own best to be fucking prepared for the cyclone always bring the drama with him wherever he go life of loose ends, burnt bridges and unpaid loans just a bunch of question marks, a series of unknowns often on the run and rolling with the rebel M.O always bragging, always out to represent that mode walk with a pompous swagger 'til his shameless head explode will not settle down - he never making ground trouble always on the inbound he can not settle down - never making ground trouble always hanging around will not settle down - he never making ground trouble always on the inbound he can not settle down - never making ground trouble always hanging around A hell-raiser with intent that you couldn't decode always out of control - breakdowns and public episodes spirited asshole - big dog on the scene drinking, smoking things like deaths a wet dream living without thinking - that's life on the seams drinking piss and throwing fits seems to be the main theme the daily regime to prove he is the most extreme paddling upstream - medicate for self esteem or dabbling in crime spree the ringleader of a team - their creed be life aint cheap its free live it up - on a dead end street with one guarantee, 'cause apparently the only way out is as dead meat inhalants in a bag to breathe, and then to cough and wheeze his habitat full of trash and loose debris lying in an alley off back-street in cold degrees get so high - one last breath - his heart seize will not settle down - he never making ground trouble always on the inbound he can not settle down - never making ground trouble always hanging around will not settle down - he never making ground trouble always on the inbound he can not settle down - never making ground trouble always hanging around settle down now, settle down settle down

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released February 15, 2014

All songs written & performed by Shoutin’ Preachin’
Engineered & Mixed by Alex Bennett
Artwork by Tony Clifton
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Shoutin' Preachin's 5-track 12" 'NEW LOW HUMANS EP' is only available for purchase on vinyl. The digital files available here are ripped from a pressing of the vinyl and are a free download.

Vinyl records are still in stock and are available from SOUND RECORDINGS for $21.00 NZD.

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