From here the cities look so crystalline and clean
While we work away every night and day we know just what it means
We are heritage, we are monuments, we are scars that never heal
We are the pain that everyone else knows but we will never feel
Another sight to see as a family gets booted from their home
Their eyes search for hope as they reach and grope and find they are alone
By the river banks where our values and our dreams got washed away
We heard voices saying take a look around at all the damage that you made
When they’re lying while we’re trying to make sense of it all, may God fix every flaw
To survive this we’re indifferent oh God is this America, the beautiful?
Are we a nation of wonder and awe?
Are we so different than we were that fall?
Gutsy rock & roll from this Brooklyn group bursting with hot-rodding riffs and snarling vocals, hearkening back to classic dark punk. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 24, 2023