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We charge into danger
No guarantees or safe places
No one can be trusted
Everyone is a suspect
And all the money's worthless
The town is trite and exaggerated
The food is turning and the water's fucking poisoned
And it's rotting your teeth right out of your head
Sight and hearing have quickly faded
Your gut's expanding, your hairline's receding
The sores are opening and the cancer's spreading
And the antibiotics aren't working
All the drugs, just strangely sobering
And the skeletons in your closet have opened the door
And they've started talking
Just like Miami!
(Miami!)
Fucking Miami
(Miami!)
Sharks circling for the feeding
All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean
Just like Miami!
(Miami!)
Fucking Miami!
(Miami!)
Sharks circling for the feeding
All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean
Hey!
They're in your room while you're sleeping
They're in your car, behind the seat, waiting
All the rifle sights are on the back of your head
They're slipping it into your drink when you're not looking
And they're selling it to you as art
It's every other word in movies and songs
All the public is buying
It's business as usual
And the business is capitalizing
On your fear, your greed, your perversions and vices
They say you're guilty, got the evidence to prove it
The mistakes are obvious, the faults are glaring
The plane is on fire, the fucking ship is sinking!
And you're swept away in a hurricane
You're buried in the rubble of an earthquake
It's terminal, inoperable, they're amputating!
Massive hemmorrhaging, major fucking complications!
Just like Miami!
(Miami!)
Fucking Miami!
(Miami!)
Sharks circling for the feeding
All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean
Just like Miami!
(Miami!)
Fucking Miami!
(Miami!)
Sharks circling for the feeding
All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean
Miami!
No guarantees or safe places
No one can be trusted
Everyone is a suspect
And all the money's worthless
The town is trite and exaggerated
The food is turning and the water's fucking poisoned
And it's rotting your teeth right out of your head
Sight and hearing have quickly faded
Your gut's expanding, your hairline's receding
The sores are opening and the cancer's spreading
And the antibiotics aren't working
All the drugs, just strangely sobering
And the skeletons in your closet have opened the door
And they've started talking
Just like Miami!
(Miami!)
Fucking Miami
(Miami!)
Sharks circling for the feeding
All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean
Just like Miami!
(Miami!)
Fucking Miami!
(Miami!)
Sharks circling for the feeding
All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean
Hey!
They're in your room while you're sleeping
They're in your car, behind the seat, waiting
All the rifle sights are on the back of your head
They're slipping it into your drink when you're not looking
And they're selling it to you as art
It's every other word in movies and songs
All the public is buying
It's business as usual
And the business is capitalizing
On your fear, your greed, your perversions and vices
They say you're guilty, got the evidence to prove it
The mistakes are obvious, the faults are glaring
The plane is on fire, the fucking ship is sinking!
And you're swept away in a hurricane
You're buried in the rubble of an earthquake
It's terminal, inoperable, they're amputating!
Massive hemmorrhaging, major fucking complications!
Just like Miami!
(Miami!)
Fucking Miami!
(Miami!)
Sharks circling for the feeding
All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean
Just like Miami!
(Miami!)
Fucking Miami!
(Miami!)
Sharks circling for the feeding
All hope has been abandoned, like ballots drifting into the ocean
Miami!
Lyrics submitted by redpatcher, edited by ncc74656m
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The gross imagery of rot conveys the affect that one gets when one's eyes are opened to the waste and rot of great numbers of people just eating and shitting and aging and creating huge amounts of rotting garbage in one area over the course of a lifetime.
Definitely a really good song to open their new album. I'm not sure if it is better on the CD than on those stolen demos from 2004, but eh. AM! is one of those bands I can say nothing negative about.
I'm thinking the constant hyperbole in this song would suggest it deals with the culture of fear that is so rampant here in the States. And perhaps nothing is easier to point to as a jumping-off point for this culture than the 2000 election (right or wrong), hence the BALLOTS drifting into the ocean.
Laura Jane's my fucking hero.