We Are The Union
We’re Gonna Need A Bigger Boat
Tyler Capehart & Joelle Andrés
Apocalypse Productions 2012
Start from square one, let it fade
It’s hard to keep a story straight
When you’ve heard it once you’ve heard it a thousand different ways
On the road weeks feel like days
At home I sit around and wait
To get back inside the van
Turn that key and drive away
This is our way out it’s
Our escape from another day and another dollar
Situation still under control
Please don’t tell me that I’m going nowhere fast
This is all I have, and this is all I ever want to be
Tear my posters off these walls
And put ‘em up inside the van
It damn sure isn’t much, we’re just doing what we can
It’s worth it all to just be free
300 miles to 585
The only time I really feel like I’m alive
This is our way out it’s
Our escape from another day and another dollar
Situation still under control
Please don’t tell us that we’re going nowhere fast
This is all we have, and this is all we ever want to be
This is all we have
And this is all we want to be
This is all we have
And this is all we want to be
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The Fad
Kill Punk Rock Stars
Tyler Capehart
Apocalypse Productions 2012
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I’ll rip those plugs from your stretched ears
This band is your band’s biggest fear
You might have fans, you might go far
It’s too bad I cam to kill all the punk rock stars
(CAUSE THEY KILLED PUNK ROCK)
Wipe the make up from your eyes
You’re playing music I despise
You might have fans, you might go far
It’s too bad I came to kill all the punk rock stars
(CAUSE THEY KILLED PUNK ROCK)
I obsess why I excess
To live, to love, to write, to rock, to roll
Go to hell! You and the image that you sell
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Burns Like Fire
Last Dance
Tyler Capehart & Julian Agnew
Apocalypse Productions 2011
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The Secretroom.net
SKIN 2
Tyler Capehart
Apocalypse Productions 2011
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Cyberaver
Tyler Capehart
Apocalypse Productions 2011
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DJ NEMESIS
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Dragon*Con
Tyler Capehart
Apocalypse Productions 2011
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Flight of The Taco Monster
Stuck Lucky
Apocalypse Productions 2011
Tyler Capehart
Flight of The Taco Monster
pirate shots of rum in downtown savannah
lone stars in my best boys eyes
two quarts low by the florida seas
whiskey weed and women in the streets of tennessee
i’ll think about you girl miss being your man
see the times are getting sweet so i don’t understand
while we’re busting time to make it there for the show
there’s so much on my mind that i don’t want too know
love my life of the meek running lines and crossing states
for the hole inside me i never needed more
and it seems that times won’t change so i’ll keep you on my mind
like the three cents to my name sorry if i’m wasting time
see the dirt is getting thick like the miles on the van
so like a curse or i’m sick i miss seeing you man
see we’ve had our good times living lives to our flow
so buy me one more drink and we’ll sing and we’ll dance ‘cause
we’re rolling out tomorrow and you’ll always understand
that my track marks run just as far as the sea
evens to odds we’ll always keep you on our minds
like our parasites and fleas sorry if i’m wasting time
five-hundred miles from Nashville
one-hundred dollars in the hole
we’ll find another home around us
maybe somewhere when the kids got soul
rushing around the world feeling the life of the speaker
pushing strong-arming for those who always thought that they were weaker more than a women yeah more than a man
you were always there so you might understand
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Stuck Lucky
Song For The Underling
Tyler Capehart
Apocalypse Productions
Head pushed down with shifty eyes
We drink to a binge because we miss our lives
We sway when we walk with untended choices
Assurance when we talk, regret in our voices
I couldn’t give you a reason for you to stay
It’s the plight of the man, we need a reason to die
You give me no option, I’ll take this to the grave
It’s a hope for the next life this world never gives way
For a drink and your time he would spend last dime
Trade a loose woman’s smile for a moment to forget
Submerged in decay while the lust runs wild
We’ll screw out the past and feed your regret
He’ll give you a reason to make you wanna stay
Where’s the moral connection? We need no reason to lie
You give me no option, I’ll take this to the grave
It’s a hope for the next life this world never gives way
Head to the wall with bloodshot eyes
He sleeps all day ‘cause he hates your lives
A creepy little walk, don’t care what your choice is
There’s a knife in your side while the tensions run high
He’ll give you a reason to make you wanna live
It’s the fight of your life, here is your reason to die
You give me no option, I’ll take this to the grave
There’s a hope for this next life this world never gave me
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Keep Us Blind
Groove Stain
Tyler Capehart
Apocalypse Productions 2011
Didn’t wanna get into it, cause it’s the thousandth time. These lies ain’t nothin new to us I hope one day you’ll find that there’s a higher purpose, for each and every person. Question the right to live your life because you know it’s worth it. They try to keep us blind, do everything they can. Just hold your head up and devise the master plan or we can just ignore it like we never had it coming religion will keep us separate the fear will keep us running
They do anything they can to keep us blind
They try so hard to find our way
They’re way too far behind
Pull the shade over our eyes
Your’s and mine
They do anything they can/ to keep us blind
What will tomorrow bring when you believe in yesterday? You got a feelin like your never gonna feel the same. You look into the sky and scream it to the top of your lungs just like a feelin that you had when you were young. To go against the grain, ain’t nothin easy to it. If there’s adversity you gotta break through it. You gotta see beyond deception and demise and make sure they see the fire when they look into your eyes.
Didn’t wanna talk about it, but it’s about that time. The truth is right in front of us its not that hard to find. Just open up your eyes and you’ll begin to notice. Question authority investigate their motives. Why? We’re on a slow decline, evil is in disguise. When armagedon comes will the human race survive, or will we be so ignorant we might not see it coming? Religion’ll keep us separate the fear will keep us running! Now just stop and think about it doesn’t it seem like yesterday, that 9/11 came and suddenly everything had changed. I got a feeling like they never hear our voices. Why don’t elections ever give you more choices? The people wanted change, we got Barak Obama. Is anybody wondering about Osama Bin laden? Its not that hard to see deception and the scandal. One nation under God. How much more can we handle?
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Wake Me Up
The Carry-Ons
Tyler Capehart
Apocalypse Productions 2011
It seems they’re confused or mentally abused
Oh, I’m just not amused
There is no excuse
Can they not see or understand
Or even comprehend
We need some “Energy”
Give me “Death or Glory”
Wake me up when this is over
Really the posed make me sick
So what? I’m nostalgic
So what? I can’t relate
At least I still have taste
Where is “The Crowd”
With “No Control”
Where’s “My Suburban Home”
Like a nail in a coffin
It will never be the same again
Ah, there’s something in the air that is boring me to tears uh-huh
Oh, fingers in the ears
Take me to “Where Eagles Dare”
Wake me up when this is over
Is this over yet?
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Consumed
Sons of Tonatiuh
Tyler Capehart & Julian Agnew
Apocalypse Productions 2011
Consumed
don’t tell me why, just feed me lies
your television speaks long division and multiplies
don’t tell me why, just feed me lies
your superstition keeps in position and dominates
its all gone, its all lost
the fire inside, it burns you alive
one is complete
feared by the weak
sew your eyes
consumed by the heat
don’t violate, or segregate
prophecy in sodomy it cannot be
don’t violate, or segregate
a piece of me inside of you goddamn it all
souls
blood
gold
sold out
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My Pint
The Bastard Suns
Tyler Capehart
Apocalypse Productions 2011
My Pint
Well now, sometimes things are coming on too strong and I just can’t seem to get along, I always try to write a song. but sometimes the words ain’t comin out right, I just might need special help tonight, a pint just helps me get along, so I feel like drinking tonight, (HEY HEY HEY!) everything is wrong and nothing is right, and I might get into a fight, but that’s alright, as long as I’ve got a pint, Lord, that’s alright as long as I’ve got a pint.
Well, I’ve been around the world, back again, me and my friends three sheets to the wind, you could say we live a life of sin. But when its all been said and done, you could also say we’ve had more fun and, that’s all that matters in the end. I feel like drinking tonight, (HEY HEY HEY!) everything is wrong and nothing is right, and I might get into a fight, but that’s alright, as long as I’ve got a pint, Lord, that’s alright as long as I’ve got a pint.
Up, down, flip it around, dress it up nice and then take it to town and I can’t even try to stay up off the ground and I won’t even try cause its not safe and sound and I know, I should just sail away cause everything’s wrong, nothing is right, fucking up shit on a Saturday night and though try as I might, I just can’t stay inside so I won’t even try to avoid morning light and I say, to Lord I pray
Oh can I, kick a little something for the G’s and
make some fuckin money if you please, and
bring the dirty critics to their knees, and
sure hope I don’t catch no fuckin disease, and,
kick a little something for the G’s and
make some fuckin money if you please, and
bring the dirty critics to their knees, and
sure hope Higgins dog don’t get no more fleas, and
I feel like drinking tonight, (HEY HEY HEY!) everything is wrong and nothing is right, and I might get into a fight, but that’s alright, as long as I’ve got a pint, Lord, that’s alright as long as I’ve got a pint
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