Ward Off The Vultures

by days n' daze

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Released Summer of 2011.
Jesse- Vocals/Guitar/Banjo/Piano
Whitney- Vocals/Trumpet/Uke
Freddie- Vocals/Gutbucket
Marissa- Vocals/Washboard

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released 03 June 2011

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Track Name: Torches Are Calling
let's burn this rusted wagon down
kill the king to shatter the crown
topple the steeples and tear down the flags
fill empty bottles with gasoline rags

feel the earth shake statues are fallin'
feel the crowd break torches are callin'
topple the steeples and tear down the flags
fill empty bottles with gasoline rags.
Track Name: Coin The Phrase
Coin the phrase US interest
civilian corpses all litter the ditches
rotting bodies stacked a mile high
behind electric fences
everything is money
everything is greed
I'd really want to help you
gotta tell me what you need
I'm just a human
a pawn in a twisted game


towers falling in the east
innocent killed by police
Government hypocrisy corrodes away all decency
in a nation under a so called god
who's falling on his knees
pointless money wars
caused by corporate whores
watch you through their hidden cameras
stealing from their stores
so they lock you up in jail
with a million dollar bail
lighter skin and money wins
in a nation going straight to hell

Towers fall and burn
to rot away and kill the earth
the flag spells death for me
and death for all humanity
Track Name: Canary In The Coalmine
Charred soils all that's left
We're walking in a trap
We've set ourselves
Our footprints soon to be our grave
We cannot let the Earth be bought and sold
planet's not property
our greed for profit
killed our only home

CHORUS
There's a canary in coal mine
we'll never change i fear
we breed like pests
and turn our backs
while the future screams at us
commodities the symbol of our culture
we raise our kids in shopping carts these days

A twisted fallen tree lay
in the desert once the sea
were on the brink of a Catastrophe
with key and galantine
the earth it ceases to move
the man of lawlessness will come for us
a web of lies made of glass
is shattered on the shores
the basis for life is crumbling
like the glaciers
we raise our kids in shopping carts these days


The future could be beautiful
if we could only make a difference
before it get too late
solution's as simple as design
our existence rests in our hands
and if we don't change soon
I fear that we'll eradicate ourselves

The future screams at us
Track Name: Asleep At The Wheel
at our feet lay fallen giants in a coffin rests the state
in our fists were clutching tightly key to open fires gate
so shoot the dice and flip the coin tie the noose and back your words
or hide under the blankets when the wolves come out to play
(when i start singing "so shoot the dice..." the yelling is "a sheep in wolves clothing".)

CHORUS:
when it's anybodys game will you just cower on the shelf
or sharpen the blade of your sword
the rounds set in the chamber and the tyrants blood runs cold
to fire the bullet first you must pick up the gun.

does the black bandana cloak the bomber or the coward?
does your screaming wreak of protest or dissolve into the crowd?
are we building up a movement or decaying with the state?
when the guns have fallen in our hands we'll have no time to wait.

CHORUS

muerte policia OR more dead policia
Track Name: Kick Your Lawyer In The Face
sycophantic apathetic
all the shit you got you take for granted
really makes you look pathetic ya know
there isn't any truth to anything your sayin'
you think you got the answers
but you're wrong you have no credit to show
cause you stupid and your selfish
your ignorant and helpless
you got no moral values
your lower than low
and to me it seems
like your barely a human being
you got no feelings or conscience
oh no no no no

CHORUS
Your just a stupid little whiny
upper middle class brat
so tell me what the fuck
your goin' to do about that
you going to sue me
well i don't got much to take
stupid little whiny
upper middle class brat
so tell me what the fuck
your goin' to do about that
you going to sue me
I'll kick your lawyer in the face

Your so conceded
you think your undefeated
but you seem like
a total fucking loser to me
and your huge ego
will never make up for
all the friends you left behind
running to the drug store
I've tried to respect you
I've tried to accept you
but every time i find myself
racing for the door
cause your so damn inconsiderate
surprised your not illiterate
you never take a moment
just to listen and learn

CHORUS
Track Name: Thousands of Fists
flood the oceans
cloud the skies
heat the rock
to melt the ice away
swing the wreaking ball
till there's nothing left to break
set fire to the ashes
of a thousand burnt down forests
let me ask you what's your alibi this time

CHORUS
Thousands of fists
raised into the air
ready
to fight
to kill
to rip
to tear
your systems apart at the seems
dismantle machines
and the death of your greed
will follow

the air is thick with sweat
the rivers with blood
lead me through the cemetery
lead me through the cemetery
home is buried deep beneath the rubble
we're not afraid anymore
anymore

CHORUS

Fallen soldiers final breath
sleep in streets that reek of death
whoah whoah
stare into a loaded gun
now there's nowhere left to run
whoah
who's left to bleed
they're comin' for you
lurking in your shadows
whoah whoah

what it means to die for

CHORUS
Track Name: Life In The Vultures Nest
an unfinished letter was left on the table
candles and stove left aflame
and the rug
stained with blood
the police came and dragged us away
they broke down our doors
and they split up our families
threw us in cages and sent us away on the trains
now we starve beneath barbed wire fences and gunner towers
Track Name: Through Ties To Another
Claw the sleep from your eyes
thats one beautiful dress that your wearing
just to sit in the dark
are you happy to fit in the mold
is it too much to carry if you stand on your own

(Chorus)
Clutch unto the leader by the coattails
follow along the trends
with all your friends jump off the bridge
why don't you question their plans
bound in the chains of command
Remember your freedom and step out of line

Cut up that fucking credit card
burn that goddamn closet to the ground
hang yourself in a bussiness suit
and in the highest bidders furnace drown

(Chorus)

Cut up that fucking credit card
burn that goddamn closet to the ground
burn it down burn it down burn it down
hang yourself in a bussiness suit
and in the highest bidders furnance drown
They'll melt you down to forge their swords
and forge their guns
(burn it down burn it down burn it down)

(Chorus)

Claw the sleep from your eyes
thats one beautiful dress that your wearing
just to sit in the dark all alone
Track Name: Highest Bidding Shepherd
The ink never strays
from the lines on the paper
a troubling reminder
we're set in our ways
conditioned to buy what is sold
just as long as they tell us
we need it we're willing to pay

CHORUS
Place a price tag
on my head
and start the bidding
to them we're just
a paycheck we are
the all consuming
sheep in the pasture
that's littered with barbs

a rat in a maze
dons the suit in your closet
to rot in a single file line'
shuffle through trenches of white
may our hearts never whither in wallets
a hunger for monetary wealth dissolves unity
(the sheep shall follow)

CHORUS

Preprogrammed god fucking save us
(where are you? where are you?)
come set us free
so cold and empty when there's
money on the line
(we will tear into ourselves)
Preprogrammed why won't you help us
(where are you? where are you?)
come set us free
so cold and empty when there's
money on the line
(we will tear ourselves apart)

CHORUS
Track Name: Wake Up And Rage!
123454321

The air it seems rusted
with last year's discussions
we're stuck in the bottom
of an empty glass
what happened? where are we?

CHORUS
we where we were six months ago
the bathrooms flooded
fridge is rotten
and I'm past out
with the roaches on the floor
go!

That night we spent in jail
and didn't know why we were there
noone would tell us
fuckin' pigs just kept us locked up in a cell
but all that I could worry about
was whether or not you were okay
you came that night to bail me out
and said they took your
sweet ass taser

Three tears you shed
when you fell off the bed
when our spray painted rug
made your face swell up red
I wandered off into a ditch
a car horn was the last I heard
you found me the next morning
and i lost my favorite shirt

CHORUS

PICK IT UP!

123454321
Track Name: New Gangland
woah woah oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh

oh woah oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh oh woah oh oh oh oh

blindfolded back to the cold metal bars
the screaming of inmates and laughing of guards fills your head
fill the camera with gruesome depictions of
just how evil we can be
stabbed to death on the banks of a river
the cold shenandoah will serve as your grave
the topic of many a candle lit vigil
but banded together the lives we could save go

woah oh oh.....

gangtags blanket all the walls in this god forsaken town
shotgun shells and empty clips are stompped into the ground
a war ensues behind the veil of glamour trend and profit
'cause the radio and mtv control your fuckin' wallets
and all these kids they think it's cool to play with loaded guns
and they always seem so ignorant to impending repercussions
unity cannot exist when colors seperate
and the police are not the only gang that runs rampant in these states

CHORUS:
innocent people are dying and it seems like no one cares
what the fuck has money done to us
we're all against the cops but they are not the only ones
aiming their goddamn guns and spilling blood

woah oh oh.....

stop the violence burn the flags
a life should never end over the color of a rag
territory drugs and glory
dead bolt busted rug stained red
it started off to reconstruct a community in peaces
we can all just help each other we don't need police but
soon their hands were painted red day to day yet so obscene
the innocent were lying dead buried in a coffin green
woah oh oh..... x3

CHORUS

woah oh oh.....

drugs and glory
territory
blood for profit
stop the violence
woah oh oh.....
Track Name: Ward Off the Vultures
an old woman's tappin' at the door
morning light lines eastern mountains ridge
with stiffened neck raise up your horns
and dare not cross that devils bridge
we toil for a shallow grave an empty cup and widowed sage
when every coarse accosts a cliff
our weary spines beset by hindrance high
may every waning breath be battlecry
yield to nothing
we toil for a shallow grave an empty cup and widowed sage

CHORUS:
plan not on hearing the rattle when life escapes my lungs
when time comes for war
shed you armor and waltz through the battlefield
screaming you'll never go silently into the night

hell is not fire and brimstone instead its sterilized walls white
where innocent victims rot into beds beneath florescent lights
and now theres nothing left for them to do but wait for lines to flatten
(corrosion set into foundation holds no life just fear
soon this lighthouse shall crash into ruin)

when all your mirrors shatter and those six blackbirds align outside your door
give not into your tired bones but keep your eyelids torn
and remember just as long as your still breathing
you've never made a promise to the graveyard

CHORUS

the reaper shall tremble before me
(WARD OFF THE VULTURES)
i wont soon be resting in earth
(WARD OFF THE VULTURES)
we're all chained to the deck of a slave ship
an hour glass
(WARD OFF THE VULTURES)
don't let the spilling sands slip through your fingers
the reaper shall tremble before me
(WARD OFF THE VULTURES)
i wont soon be resting in earth
(WARD OFF THE VULTURES)
we're all chained to the deck of a slave ship
an hour glass
(WARD OFF THE VULTURES)
don't let the spilling sands slip through your fingers
AS LONG AS YOU'RE BREATHING YOU'RE FREE FROM THE GRAVE

CHORUS
Track Name: Now I
The bridge is gone again
the ropes are severed
the planks were rotten anyway
I've fallen in the chasm once before
times just floating by
the hourglass is shattered
and the sands gone with the wind

The walls are closing in
and growing taller
all the doors have disappeared
and i feel my lungs collapsing
i must stray away from beaten paths
if I'm to find my river

i now i now i
can see what i am looking for
now i...

Place the barrel of a gun against my head
and tell me that I'll fail
keep your jaw unhinged
to be the wind that fills my sail
and lock me up in ball and chain
i swear I'll just try harder to break free
these bones will never fill your jail

i now i now i...

I'll build the bridge back up from rubble
and dig your grave with your own shovel
I'll sink my flesh into the soil
to plant the sead of hope
Track Name: Over The Yardarm
Just board this sinking ship
roll in the anchor
were leaving port not one of us
will make it back alive my friend
commit my body to the ocean
keep my heart inside a locket
strung around your neck
and together we will sink into the depths

(chorus)
like clockwork time will ebb and flow
to wash away the footprints left my demons long ago
we're hold up in asylum harbor
until the storm blows over
we've lost the rope
and loaded to the gunwale
roll in the anchor

The ghost of years past have now return
to claim our souls and fill an urn
the hourglass is draining by the second
spirits are surrounding you
their gazes piercing right through your flesh
can you taste the reaper on your breath?

(chorus)


Snap the bride's ring finger
the flowers of spring have
withered in the winter
we saw the plague approaching
from miles away
now we share a brew of misery
from the chalice of love
as the feast rots on the table
(the sun is o'er the yardarm
let's raise a glass to waste)



Choose your tomb
and I'll choose mine
We'll run across these county lines
and when we reach the coast
we'll turn only to see the smoke
that billows up
from cities smoldering
we left only their ashes in our wake

say goodbye
we're sinking down
we've fallen off the boat