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Scapegoat

by Cricket!

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AlisonUncouth *The* Folk Punk anthem for surviving the existential dread inherent in the aftermath of the 2024 US presidential election, IMHO.

Thanks for posting the lyrics, Cricket :) Favorite track: Scapegoat.
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lyrics

You wanna spread the blame
Get the blood off of your name
Live your life and forget all of this shit
Well, we fought this before
And we'll fight it once more
Do you really think that you're so innocent?

You think that I'd be sick of this
The ignorance and bliss
That I'd wanna start gouging my eyes
Well, now more than ever
We face it together
Its a blessing and a curse to be alive

Oooooo
I don't really know
What tomorrow will bring
Will you break the machine
Just to protect your glass moral code?

OoooooOOOoooo
I don't wanna know
What you think is the bloat
Go at each other's throats
I don't wanna hear about your new scapegoat

When the fire starts to burn
Think of all the things you've learned
Use your brain cause maybe it's just all bad luck
Trust your gut, take the leap
Try to land on your feet
And if you don't then you get the fuck back up

There's no time for playing or pissing around
Lick your wounds
Then get back to the game
They want you to quit
Call you a hypocrite
and make you forget you know how to rage

Oooooo
I don't really know
What tomorrow will bring
What this world even means
Why you fake having a moral code

OoooooOOOoooo
I don't wanna know
Paralyzed from the smoke
Terrified you'll be choked
I don't wanna hear about your new scape goat


Eye burning, dripping, yellow fluid in your lungs
It blackens your throat with the heat of the sun
Signs are dropped as bodies follow
Everyone else threw in the towel
Feet stomping, cracking, as your ears continue ringing
You look to the sky to see angels singing
Taste the concrete as you reach out your hand
An early death was always the plan

How can I continue the show

If it's a crime to even know

If it's a crime to break the mold

The bloody circle's getting old

Every four fucking years
they spin the wheel of fear
Choose a different country, color, or creed
And they fall for it so
What's the point of the polls?
To pick your favorite conduit of greed?

So much for land of the free
Cause if you're not like me
You'll be shot and then stripped of your name
I don't wanna go to Mars
or drive a self driving car
I want my friends and family to feel they're safe


I believe in the morality of man
I believe in a greater community
I don't believe that our politicians care
No matter how much you chant their fucking names

I believe that I will help my fellow man
I believe that if he can he will help me
I don't believe in your false idols or your heirs
No matter how they choose to point the blame

I believe in the morality of man
I believe in a greater community
I don't believe that our politicians care
No matter how much you chant their fucking names

I believe that I will help my fellow man
I believe that if he can he will help me
I don't believe in your false idols or your heirs
No matter how they choose to point the blame

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released November 27, 2024

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