Into Oblivion

by 2 Sick Monkeys

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1.
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Take a lie and make it true Constantly deceiving you Your perception's being managed While you sit there and let it happen The heart of humanity The public be damned Democracy is just a slogan Is there such a thing as freedom? Bad is good and good is evil The yoyo fear-of-terror level
3.
Keep looking forward, looking high Find a new way of getting high Rise above the chaos for a while Get back in the chase Into oblivion we will drive Wasted on the dash, truth on our minds Tick, tick, tock we will not stop Get back in the race The truth is dead Just us alive Welcome to the rest of your life
4.
04:43
The last word is setting sail Let the endgame prevail When few remain There’s one line to cross We can all imagine, paradise Look into the fire What image is burned? Death or glory Cross the line Death or glory The maximum progression, there's one last move The ultimate agenda, a planned consequence We can all imagine paradise Look into the fire, what image remains?
5.
06:19
My voice cries out, will someone hear me? In the dark I'm disappearing Time will heal or so they say But it don't always work that way A black hole Inside my soul What's the matter with me? Waves and waves And waves and waves And they are drowning me Drowning me And I can't hold them back Grim reminders every day From the things I see to the words you say It's time to go, so I say goodbye I don't want to live but I don't want to A black hole Inside my soul What's the matter with me? Waves and waves And waves and waves And they are drowning me Drowning me And I can't hold them back I don't want to die but I don't want to live I don't want to live but I don't want to die I don't want to, I don't want to I don't want to, I don't want to If I lived my life again I'd only fuck it up the same A black hole Inside my soul What's the matter with me? What is the matter with me? Waves and waves (I don't want to, I don't want to) And waves and waves (I don't want to, I don't want to) And they are drowning me Drowning me Waves and waves (I don't want to, I don't want to) And waves and waves (I don't want to, I don't want to) And they are drowning me Drowning me And I can't hold them back
6.
Skateboarding, street louge Potholing, Tattoos Body mods and motor bikes Taking drugs at great heights Dog fighting, self harm Sunbeds, rocket cars Base jumping, crap TV Hair dying, Home surgery Heroine, colonic irrigation Cave diving, white water rafting Cage fighting, destruction derby Bug chasing, joining the army... These are the things that don't seem like fun to me. Big brother, anal sex Joy riding, homelessness Facebook, thai massage Riots, Linux, squatting theme parks Glory holes and guinea pigs Curb crawling, little kids S+M and B+D Death cults and celebrities Joss sticks, eating ants, bull riding Speed boats, nudism, rock climbing Planking or chasing the cheese Aroma - bloody - therapy These are the things that don't seem like fun to me Gymnasiums, Starbucks Bunsen burners, gun clubs Jogging, having 15 kids Overeating, dieting Storm chasing, angle grinders Sex with cars, acupuncture Yiffing, poi and juggling fire Suspension, pica, walking high wires Beards of bees, golden showers Body building, white power Vampires, taxidermy Voting for the tory party These are the things that don't seem like fun to me These are the things that don't seem like fun to me
7.
04:59
Just across the border Colonise, dehumanise Just across the border Colonise, dehumanise System failing, their boats are sinking Fences, wire, flesh and murder, fences, wire, flesh and murder Capitalism killing, the families are grieving Fences, wire, flesh and murder, fences, wire, flesh and murder Xenophobic views fuelled by state manipulation Fences, wire, flesh and murder, fences, wire, flesh and murder Construct of the state that's drip feeding the nation Fences, wire, flesh and murder, fences, wire, flesh and murder Just across the border Colonise, dehumanise Just across the border Colonise, dehumanise Nation states and border lines Fences, wire, flesh and murder, fences, wire, flesh and murder From the desert to the sea, a sign of the times Fences, wire, flesh and murder, fences, wire, flesh and murder Humanity's lost, defenders of the state Fences, wire, flesh and murder, fences, wire, flesh and murder A corrupt oligarchy determines peoples fate Fences, wire, flesh and murder, fences, wire, flesh and murder Abolish all borders making movement free No economic migrants or refugees Just across the border Colonise, dehumanise Just across the border Colonise, dehumanise System failing, their boats are sinking Fences, wire, flesh and murder, fences, wire, flesh and murder Capitalism killing, the families are grieving Fences, wire, flesh and murder, fences, wire, flesh and murder Xenophobic views fuelled by state manipulation Fences, wire, flesh and murder, fences, wire, flesh and murder Construct of the state that's drip feeding the nation Fences, wire, flesh and murder, fences, wire, flesh and murder, fences, wire, flesh and murder Abolish all borders making movement free No economic migrants or refugees Fences, wire, flesh and murder (aarrrggghhh!) Fences, wire, flesh and murder (aarrrggghhh!) Fences, wire, flesh and murder (aarrrggghhh!)
8.
02:38
When I first saw your letter I laughed then I cried I wanted to kill someone And I wanted to die You're just like a zombie You always come back for more Well, take another piece of me Coz you aint had it all You know you want to C'mon! C'mon take it C'mon take it Take it all So you ramp up the pressure You might as well have a knife What's the fucking point of it all? How am I supposed to survive? As the worry increases And I'm trapped in my cell This is what you've done to me You fucking happy now?!
9.
You'll all die if you don't eat meat What d'you know? What d'you know? You can't all co-exist in peace What d'you know? What d'you know? To criticise is easier than getting involved to make things better
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02:37
Oh yes I know I’m an idiot, I know you hate my guts Opinions don’t mean much You fix the dice, I despise The outcome is always the same I will not play your games Each day's the same, I take the blame I won't play Games Games Everyone’s a winner, look at the prize Don’t look at your life You fix the dice, I despise I follow the rules I do not know I will not play your games Some people never change I will not play your games Each day's the same, I take the blame I won't play Games Games Games Won't play your games You’re so clever I’m so dumb, I always play your game I will not play your games Some people never change I will not play your games Each day's the same, I take the blame I won't play Games Games Games Won't play your games Won't play your fucking games
12.
06:11
Here and now How and why Yes or no Do or die I think I've found something I want to do I can't be scared of something new I'll give it a go, it's not too late I don't want to waste my life away Moving on Moving on Day by day Laugh or cry One by one Do or die I can see who I can be It's only me that's stopping me I'll give it a go, it's not too late I don't want to waste my life away Moving on Moving on Moving on Moving on Woah - Just one more time Woah - Before I die Before I die Before I die (Just one more time)
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02:29
14.
02:22
Strung up on a web, a web of strangled thoughts Wrapped in a shroud of intricate details Pressed up against a great big wall of lies We're doomed to self destruct our tiny minds With all our self doubt and inner torment Help us someone, lend a hand To fathom the things we don't understand Empty, hollow, this life's a broken shell Lifeless sentence we serve it here in hell Burdens, heavy, they're carried on our backs Spiralling down 'til our sanity cracks With all our self doubt and inner torment Help us someone, lend a hand To fathom the things we don't understand Help us someone make us well Imprisoned in a fire burnt hell Ripped apart by this mortal coil Then we decompose beneath the soil Strung up on a web, a web of strangled thoughts Wrapped in a shroud of intricate details Pressed up against a great big wall of lies We're doomed to self destruct our tiny minds With all our self doubt and inner torment Help us someone, lend a hand To fathom the things we don't understand Help us someone make us well Imprisoned in a fire burnt hell Mental torment this is our lives lament
15.
A nail in the sky Boxes floating by The choir joins in They all begin to sing A nail in the head Boxes lying dead No-one joins in They all begin to die Death, Decay Coffin full of peace Choir begins to smile Smiling as they go A nicer way to die Coffin full of life Never saw the strife Playing with the knife The stab you in the back Coffin full of peace Choir begins to smile No-one joins in No-one gets to sing
16.
04:55
Black hand holds the ace Burned but survives, play one more deal Buried the body, it’s gone from our mind Friends fade into the haze, gunfire’s gone, it’s history The hand still holds the final ace, waiting to show the losing hand Can’t outrun the heat, pursue, take flight, disappear Drink up you’ll be fine, smash the bottle one more time Drink up you’ll be fine, never catch us for the crime Silver wing tips, with a cloak, descending, vacant and dead You will be hunted down, leave the kill to someone else Stare all you like, eyes always tell Into the abyss, this will be your last move Once was lost, now is found Scatter like leaves, let’s go to ground Not long til it all goes down In the desert you can't drown The lady appears to save the day? This will not be pleasant, there’s one last play
17.
03:42
We don’t think when we speak We say things we don’t mean We don’t think when we speak We react
18.
00:42
Blurrr!!!
19.
03:34
Numb my brain Shut away the pain The fire comes The sky will fall The mirror cracks The faces fall My misery It's always there for me My misery Live with my misery
20.
05:38
Miles and miles and miles of highs and lows Where we gonna crash? Nobody knows Tour bus legends 2009 Time to say goodbye for one last time Play and drink, move on and do it again Play and drink, move on and do it again It's time to go, let's hit the road We're on our way back home We got our shirts ripped off in the Czech Gamberro’s homebrew, getting wrecked The bombed-out buildings in Bosnia (Hey Ed!) It’s a long way home from Alsager Woah oh Woah oh Woah oh Play and drink, move on and do it again It's time to go, let's hit the road We're on our way back home It's time to go, let's hit the road We're on our way back home 500 miles, 8 minutes to play Climb up the mountain in the rain Speakers in tents and a homemade stage Let's stay in this squat for another day Play and drink, move on and do it again Play and drink, move on and do it again It's time to go, let's hit the road We're on our way back home It's time to go, let's hit the road We're on our way back home It's time to go, let's hit the road We're on our way back home It's time to go, let's hit the road We're on our way back home It's time to go, let's hit the road We're on our way back home It's time to go, let's hit the road We're on our way back home It's time to go, let's hit the road We're on our way back home It's time to go, let's hit the road We're on our way back home

about

This record was lovingly crafted by Matt Martin and 2 Sick Monkeys on location at the Methodist Church Shed, Wootton Bassett, and Pete’s flat in Shithouse, Swindon, and was beautifully and patiently mixed and mastered by Matt at MOA, Bulgaria.

It would also not have been possible without the very kind and generous help of:
Beanie for recording her vocals at Yard Of Ale, Bristol and Manchester
and for recording Porl’s vocals at DBS, Bristol
Ian Upsettah at Worse Than Bad Studios, Bristol for recording all of Ed’s vocals
Jon Buckett at Amber Studios, Swindon, for recording Shaun’s vocals
Stu McKay at Studio 6, Wootton Bassett, for recording Fred and Pete’s extra backing vocals
Adam Chinner at Freefall Studios, St Just, Cornwall, for recording Rash Decision’s and Simon’s vocals

And, of course, Matt & Bo at Pumpkin Records, Someone at Smegma Records, Steve at Urinal Vinyl, Shawn, Zoe, Ed, Simon & Matt at Uncomfortable Beach Party, Archly Huge at DeadLamb Records, Alec & Tony at Antipop Records, Calum at Shatterpunk Records, Mr T at Back From The Dead Records and Alex at One Step Outside Records
Thank you so much, folks!

credits

released September 7, 2018

2 Sick Monkeys are:

Fred - Drums / Vocals
Pete - Bass / Vocals

Co-starring:
Beanie - All vocals on Waves, backing vocals on Before I Die, The Boatman, The Mask and Leaving.
Ed Ache - All Vocals on These Are The Things That Don't Seem Like Fun To Me
George McDonald - Intro
Porl Denman - Vocals on Leaving
Rash Decision - Vocals on Blurrr III
Shaun Buswell - Vocals on Swamp Too
Simon Walker - Vocals on Misery
Stuart Hawkins - Angry. I’m Really. Angry

All songs Butler / Cooper
Except:
Blinko And I - Lyrics by Paul Hatherley
The Boatman - Lyrics by Matt (Dead Subverts)
The Mask - Lyrics by Jeeves Butler
These Are The Things That Don't Seem Like Fun To Me - Lyrics by Ed Ache

Huge thanks to everyone that’s contributed to this record, to all the bands we’ve played with, the promoters we’ve played for, the pubs, clubs, squats, festivals, towns and cities we’ve played in, the people we’ve played in front of, the labels that have helped release and distribute our music, the zines that have done interviews with us, the people that have written nice (and not so nice) things about us, the people that have been there from the start, the people we’ve lost along the way, the people that have let us stay in their homes, the people that have made us food, the people that have bought us booze, the people that have given us presents,
the people who may (or may not) have given us drugs and then drew permanent-marker beards and new tattoos on Pete but, most of all,
thank you to everyone who has made this thing such a great crack.
We’ve been well-and-truly blessed to be able to meet so many ace people through this little band of ours and whilst we will miss you all
we hope we’ve left you with some smiles and a record you’ll enjoy.
Thank you loads, folks!!!
Happy Christmas! xx

FUCK OFF's courtesy of: Coppo, Disfago, Ellmer Thudd, GagReflex, High Value Product, Jake Crocker, Jonas from Meissen, Paul Mason, Pete Tromans, RBH, Ryan Rabs O'Neil, Sam Fuller, Second In Line (Mr T & Gareth), Sid, Stuart Wolfe, Tony Vermin and Wadeye & friends.

And, last but certainly not least, massive thanks to our lovely, patient and long-suffering partners Pauline and Poppy
Thank you ever so much for everything! xx

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2 Sick Monkeys Swindon, UK

2 Sick Monkeys formed in December 2000, primarily to support Darrin Mooney (Primal Scream) in a one-off gig at a drum event in Swindon...they have now played over 1,000 gigs including 10 European tours and 1 tour of Japan.

They describe themselves as tight, melodic and in your face.

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