Worn Out Tools

by Motorheart Productions

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released March 31, 2014

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Track Name: 1967
Dreaming that you don't really need to apologize
Hoping that the world will just avert it's eyes
Knowing what you're doing is unjustified
But you bought an army that can't be denied

No. We won't forget what's been done
And what's been taken since the war
You won in 1967

You plan a subtle game of occupation days
Armed to the teeth by Uncle Sam to the grave
Screaming like the worst spoiled kid at the party, so
Greedy, your fake homeland is The Truman Show.

No. We won't forget what's been done
And what's been taken since the war
You won in 1967

Oh, but the world is watching
And we won't forget
The land you stole since 1967

Oh, but the world is watching
And we won't forget
The lives you took since 1967
Track Name: Scrambling
When we sit together years from now
We will think of this day
Dust in our eyes and hair now
Fingernails set in clay
Who in their heart would blame us
If we never spoke of this again
We've been scrambling forever it seems
And we're still not out of the rain

Fight, fight

No they haven't got us yet, my friend
But this is just a short reprieve
We'll take time enough to do this
And then we'll take our leave

Run, run

These trials of life
Somehow they keep me dry
I am a king
With you at my side
No lance or shot
Reaches it's goal
And so I know
We can live on
Track Name: One World
Swing your baton over here
I am the moving target
Your mind is tripping on fear
I recommend you fix that

One world collective
Conscience rejected
But we know who we are
We know who we are

Clouds are gathering
Around your humidor
You know that money cannot buy
Peace of mind anymore

One world collective
Conscience rejected
But we know who we are
We know who we are

The world is changing
The old guard remaining
Cannot stand anymore
Can't stand anymore
Track Name: Hipster Wannabe
I'm the new kid, straight out of Uni
The Oyster got me as far as Hackney
I grew a beard, cut my hair
Removed my brakes, I cycle everywhere

But it doesn't get me laid
My trust fund is delayed
My home is a milldew'd shower
The black kids in the street
Intimidate me
When I bought their drugs they sold me flour

The steep learning curve
The cultural vacuum
I'm living out my dreams
As a Hipster Wannabe
I'm living out my dreams
As a Hipster Wannabe

All the girls are heavily inked and
Wearing glasses that they don't need
Off the shelf eccentricity does not
Lead to a personality

So it doesn't get them laid
They can't get away from
The crushing reality
That they just want to breed
And move out by the sea
Doomed to obscurity

The steep learning curve
The cultural vacuum
I'm living out my dream
As a Hipster Wannabe
I'm living out my dream
As a Hipster Wannabe

I had a dream, I was a sailor
In love with Victoriana
In the dream I ruled the waves
Made my money from moving Slaves

But this will not get me laid
I still have not been paid
My father wants his money back
I just want to be free
And do photography
But my Instagram has been hacked

The steep learning curve
The cultural vacuum
I'm living out my dream
As a Hipster Wannabe
I'm living out my dream
As a Hipster Wannabe
Track Name: Frostbite
This land is barren to me
Forsaken and alone
My hand held open
To catch just a falling stone
All wealth a distant memory
Those tastes elude me now
Trudging through the endless winter
My spirit powers down

Somehow I am not broken
I live to stumble on
Yet every chill cuts further still
I am not gone
Thinned by persistent hunger
And eyes are colder now
They're staring steady after you
Looking to cut you down

The longer this goes on
The frost will eat my bones away
But still I find a strength
I will not be broken today.

Hiding in warm removal
You cannot claim to know
How every frozen path
Leaves just one way to go
Your summer is eternal
Or so you tell yourself
But in the next throw of the dice
The ice could be your hell

The longer this goes on
The frost will eat my bones away
But still I find a strength
I will not be broken today.
Track Name: Nihilistic Joyride
I'm sick of 'the flag', I'm sick of my life
I'm hatching a plan to sell my wife
I'm going abroad to change the world
I wanna be on TV and meet some girls
I write to my family in blood and faeces
I know they're going to think I've gone to pieces
I've taken the car and all the snacks
I'm driving to town on the railway tracks

If you tune in you can catch it on Prime-time
Everybody join my Nihilistic Joyride

Morality doesn't exist anymore
I saw it on the news running early from 4
I question the now, the unending how?
I'm finding out the answers in murdered cows
The police on me with cars and choppers
I need to hold out til the news has got us
The only way to get my face known
Is mash it up while driving and using my phone

Everybody's got a book inside them
Mine's a trashy tale, just as I am

If you tune in you can catch it on Prime-Time
Everybody join my Nihilistic Joyride
Track Name: DNA
The arab spring has shown us
That it's not too late
Organise, resist, object
20 days to crush the state
The beating heart that links us
The spread of wild ideas
The media divides us
Reflecting just our fears

If we recall, the one thing that unites us all
We are human, all are one
Don't play their game, the end result is just the same
We are human, all are one

Now educate yourself and
Look behind the curtain
Free information gets
The power scared for certain
A sense of injustice grows
With every page you turn
And what you come to know
Can never be un-learned

If we recall, the one thing that unites all
We are human, all are one
Don't play their game, the end result is just the same
We are human, all are one

Don't let them buy you off
With moneys aphrodisiac
Switch off the TV news
And feed your brain, feel some pain

If we recall, the one thing that unites all
We are human, all are one
Don't play their game, the end result is just the same
We are human, all are one

We are all connected as one, universal
None are higher, none are higher
We can create any bright reality if
We stay human, we stay one
Track Name: Neck Shelf
You see the difference between
You and me is the way that we carry our pain
I wear it proud like a medal
And you wear it like a fucking chain

Eyes down on the ground
Hands clutching for the scraps
Of love left around
You don't see how you're free
Could be anybody
Instead you're slowing us down
You're slowing us down

Lift from the knees
Face to the front
Carry the weight
Across the neck shelf

On the road ahead Shangri-La is said
To offer some respite
If you don't pick up the pace of the race
You will never make it by tonight

So don't take my confidence in vain
Don't let your burden fall
I swear I can leave you here
Without any compulsion at all
Without any shame at all
Without any shame at all

Lift from the knees
Face to the front
Carry the weight
Across the neck shelf
Track Name: Decanted
Alone, dropped in an empty home
So soon, and far from all that I know
My dream, always a step out of reach
Come on, keep on trying to win

And you, you were always there...

The call, the only one I hear
Of sound, ringing in my ears
And so, the target is so soft
For you, to press to call a stop

...holding my hand on the back of my head

Lifetimes to build, mere weeks to kill
Pushing against that orderly fence
Never too right, always a fight
Never accept, in-built regret
And now we dance once more around
This barren and dry, well trodden ground
Destined to be damaged by me
Not so much born as decanted

Year after year, despite all the fear
The living go on, into the sun
Embracing the day but also the pain
For ages now gone, it always was done
And you and I are no more sublime
We live in the hope of being counted