And what do we learn? To kill better.
And what do we learn? To kill better.
All my dreams were just islands in the sky.
There’s all this fighting and we don’t know what for, so the rich get richer and the poor stay poor.
Take a look around you, you might not like what you see. Yeah, we’re all comfortably living in a privileged society.
I won’t spend another day in this heart attack city, it’s messed up here and everything’s money.
May the record show that The Suicide Machines have stolen their way into my heart (and another entry on the best 1,000 albums ever project).
Upbeat ska and punk, expertly mixed with great hooks and strong musicianship overall.