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The Future Is Not Ours, Comrade

by One Day, After School

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A Solipsis Township of Post-Soviet fiction, A Collectivist ambition to dream of escape, But not escape. A gamblers run on Occam's Razor Built curriculum and veteran statues An economy of homely reality please And 50 channels of alternity. Shadows on the wall, just some shadows on the wall Whose fire makes them real? You cant help to 'be'. The Waves of Fatalism in the Former Western Quarter The Singing Orphans Choir for the old prefectures gloried Daughter. Stasi born The children of sex tourists play pool in Communist canteenas, back-water satellite capital to nothing, Kalashnikov pass time under iron ceiling Inject some feeling. Modernity is the modern disease Appease their curiosity Luxuries shame, all else numb power The lense of the universe blinks A chain reaction of inconsequence How did you escape? The Waves of Fatalism in the Former Western Quarter The Singing Orphans Choir for the old prefectures gloried Daughter. Pleskau youths have nothing to prove Miss Universe splits the atom in the Louvre Whilst the grasshopper lies things wont improve Advise the Deutsche colonists on the moon 'Escaping history' Oksana says 'Academia or the airbrush figure not Just be brave and be beautiful Feel the weight of history fall about you like the snow'.
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Every Tv broadcast has the same essential story arc The art of repetition sold to slaves of routine and coma Advertising sells a lifestyle, a lie shall i aspire to be Sell obsessed domestic privilage to an economic downward spiral And the morals of this colony, a civic duty silenced by The buzz of plasma Tv cornered lightly into pre-fab flats In outer inner city housing zones built to restrain hope Find the tiny details of difference that makes life liveable And your school friends ambition beyond their years Torn in to full stops of engagement and reproduction And i'm sad to see you happy your old dreams in dust And your new ones pure distraction From the hole you celebrate, You celebrate by Filling it With monuments To the mire You settle for Why did i try so hard at school to spend all my waking hours in the company of the joyously void?
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There's nothing worse than lost love finding Solice in childbirth or comfort in work Each won smile reminding the betrayal still hurts And the knowledge it's cover for one broken lover Just back breaks your spirit And though you still know it The temptation for compromise Fills hope where raw passion lies And soon you are empty drinking slowly at parties The small universe corrodes to the beat of humming birds The broken ghost of socialism holds it's breath and forgets the words You spun it / I bought it Circling the orbit for our paths to cross once more In vacuum the entropy sweats out through every pour A dying sun still burns, a dying vein hot with opium Your victories are forgotten, your friendships age to tedium You spun it / I bought it A Quiet Life will come in time And all you ever want to be is home And all you'll ever know's what''s known And you'll only ever see what's shown Centuries of enmity go on You are dust and finite; you are When entropy falls and realities walls melt like ice cubes Take a deep last breath and wait for me Fuck the new car, fuck a week in the sun Fuck Sky Tv and what you could've won Fuck the simple life, fuck the well worn road Fuck the happiness app and the prozac download Fuck the banks, fuck the interest rates Fuck talking shop with your dumb-fuck workmates Fuck promotion, fuck another 2K Fuck dreaming of escape whilst working your life away I remember you young, i remember you smiling We laughed at the world whilst the sky it was falling Now time it just bores me, i forget all our stories The loves in the knowing and still we keep going The skill of not giving a fuck, but looking like you do. I always got it the wrong way round
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Circa 99 02:29
I flick back in time To english class circa '99 I told em a war was coming And we were cannon fodder for Blairite lie But they laughed and they left I was just happy to be among them again I knew soon i would be back So i threw a house pary and drank to the old tunes I wowed friends with their futures Except the ones who died I could've changed it all I could've told the press, but instead... I found the courage i never had And asked you to that film You smile as you fade away And with a snap, i'm back And through the window in the winter downpour A new universe is born
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An edukator tends their nest A law of fractured aqiuesce A madness like a woodpecker First generation middle class will ask Where does my education get me now? I kissed some girl less than a mile from the crash site Comrade Petra called late last night 'We're gonna make alternaties, blow a hole straight through tedium and irony' Third generation iconclast will ask Where does indoctrination get me now? Das Capital in libraries rubble Flashcard culture in hermetic bubble Try flower in a vacuum, rooting in the scars No song for the wars the future is not ours The rain it comes the morals of movies ten types of toothpick a sign we're losing blood arc up federal banks apologists in a american leather and NATO tanks we were young and they were old how could we fail comrade i fade the curling shame inside our hearts we've broken the contradiction we've become Everyday is a battle against the sinking Get out, your work defines you Everyday is a battle against the sinking And if you care, you lose
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released February 13, 2012

All songs by One Day, After School. Recorded by Rob Slater onto 2 inch tape at Greenmount Studios in Armley in September 2011. On this occasion ODAS were: Dean Freeman: Guitars / Basses / Piano / Noise / Vocals - Dan Hayes: Drums / Precious Time / Sweat - Rob Slater: Backing Vocals / Patience / Tape Hiss. Released by Philophobia Music

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