Lanes of grim faces
Dirt on my hands under my fingernails
Cold, sterile places
Feet on the marble floor, I must take the stand
And I feel
The old fierce pull of blood again
The eyes of law are taking in
I'll lie straight through my teeth and then
My pa will limp away
Wipe your feet
Were you born in a barn or what?
Twice your fee
That's what the rug cost in gay Paris
So I'm told
The flames are rising
Our shame subsides again
The rich will burn, they seldom earn
The trust of common man
Enemy
What do you see
What do you say
You're standing in the way
I'll burn you for us all
Kerosene
Boy go fetch my kerosene
And don't you know that
Wood and hay can burn
And flesh, and crops, and coin
It all can burn
I'll burn it to the soil
Run and warn them
I should've known you don't take after me
You can't choose your blood
You'll see and you'll scream
The white man burns
He never learns
credits
from The Overcoat,
released April 5, 2011
Instruments Recorded by Ryan Hizer
Vocals recorded by David Klug
Dark but designed to move you, this Dallas group uses menacing synths and popping live drum to make heavily rhythmic post-punk. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 13, 2019