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DANCE! Techno Mega​-​Mix Vol. 42 (Remaster)

by De La Hoya

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1.
Hope To Die 01:34
And still despite what she fails to say They’ll keep on keep on pushing on like strangers And still he tries to make himself believe That it ever meant something But there’s no try, there’s only do And that he did Tearing at the seams Where nostalgia’s sewn to thought One more stitch to come undone Until this sweatshirt’s overwrought While she crossed her heart He just hoped to die Ignored the writing on the wall Now there’s needles in his eyes Which makes it easier to see—they’re control freaks all the way Don’t throw caution to the wind No, put it in a vase Keep it in the sun Water it each day Comforts away the pain Of wanting something else Of wanting something more Anything else Everything more
2.
The world’s completely fucked Everything has been sold off We’re so far from what we want But we only agree on what is wrong What’s wrong? Down at the local city hall Latest catastrophe Corporate-eco-brutality You see a rally of the protest groups To fight the evil of the Suits Or just here for new recruits? To push their narrow agendas Good luck ‘Cause if they stay divided and they’re dreaming of perfection Then they’ll never tear it down Tear it Down Just tear it down
3.
Braced against the trench Hand clutches the wound Crimson flows over fingers Last breath is consumed And he joins a million more But he fights for the other team, so who cares? Fighting overseas “NewsTV” It’s a shooting spree Why do we wonder how (we got burned) Our kids ever learned to kill? We’ve heard the Pope apologize But he won’t bring back all those lives He’s just a figurehead Politicians aren’t known to resurrect Wait...’til the undropped nukes all rust And the casualties are dust Will the vets be proud of every fired round? Probably Nice work boys, this next round’s on me And the bombs come raining down
4.
Sophomore 02:12
So here we are: our familiar place Our shouting match, our contest To see if we can prove the other’s wrong decree Say what? No, I didn’t ask you What the fuck are you trying to prove? Every time we fight turns into what we will deny Say it’s okay, say I’m alright Never happened, covered up with smiles and laughs Why do we go mad? I don’t know, ‘cause we’re at the end of our rope So, ten months from now when you are far away from me Our lives will change When we look back what will we say? (My god I’m wrong) I can’t stand this Do you know me? I don’t think you realize at all that we can do this We’ve been through this so many times before And I hate it when we can’t communicate the general state of our lives And I’m falling, my fingers slipping off We’re at the end of our rope and we don’t have to be...
5.
And so she said to me “I’m looking at the skylight And at the break of midnight One second everything will change And I’ll be breaking all your rules, right? Those rules you hold so dearly” Don’t tell me everything’s okay that’s easier for you to say The grass, the life, is so much greener on your side Of the adventures I could choose I’d pick the one that ends with you If I could, if I could But you’re gone and it’s just chapter 3 So nothing tells me what you’re about And why did I have to lay myself down For you to beat down like some Ringling clown So why did I have to... Yours truly drinks this one alone so he can get some sleep at night Yeah right, great nights As if rest ever came to me. My sleepless nights, my coffee days Somehow you still get in my way If you knew, but you don’t So if you asked you couldn’t say So nothing tells me what you’re about And why did I have to lay myself down For you to beat down like some Ringling clown So why did I have to... Don’t tell me it’s okay
6.
Your life’s no longer depraved Now that you know what you crave Well that’s just great But there’s still more space Let’s get Nike tattoos the size of my new shoes and we’ll look really fine Let’s get yummy soft drinks in our public schools so every little kid gets a math classroom with a neat Coke sign Let’s rig the Grand Canyon with a sweet Jumbotron to make it interesting Let’s sell the strips of our home computer screens to some start-up Internet companies ‘cause hey, man, it’s free Beepers, cell phones, make me sure that I will never be alone Billboards, TV, let me know ‘bout things I’m gonna wanna need Things I’m gonna wanna need I think I’m gonna wanna need that
7.
Like freshly tilled red shale from jersey The mind splinters in the blades Medicinal communion daily Cod liver for the brain A dark mangled psyche Transfusions of advice The doctor is not in He’s hiding from the Whine The telltale stretch marks on my eardrums A record of their tears A thousand violins are playing Who cares? Responsibility ignored for brief salvation Chained to the nursery, my open invitation
8.
It’s come that time again The signal is the snowfall I’ll make it through another year But without you there is none I sleep so close to where we used to be Now I wake at night and wonder why you aren’t here And it sounds oh so tempting But it doesn’t sound like me at all Can I think of anyone at all? It’s come that time again The signal is the snowfall I’ll make it through another year But without you there is... A need to rehabilitate and socially remediate This five-toed sloth who’s locked inside Metropolis, four-cornered room Call them home or call them tomb, I’ll think I’ll skip this snowball fight
9.
I’m running home so I won’t miss my Optimus Dinobots, Constructicons, Soundwave, Bumblebee and Chip Starscream teaches me about overthrowing the system I’m learning grammar from Grimlock and leadership from Megatron My best friends every day All afternoon, 19 inch screen One of us went off the air Was it them? No, probably me I didn’t grow up but I grew out of that phase Now I turn on the TV and these new cartoons seem so lame I guess now is a good time to admit that I’m no longer ten But oh what I would give to be back with my animated friends My best friends every day All afternoon, 19 inch screen One of us went off the air Was it them? No, probably me We’re a bad computerized spin-off of what once was A robot in disguise, is that what I’ve become? The last vestiges of my childhood years are through Keep reminiscing—that’s all we can look forward to
10.
Answers they preach Wasting their time No second chance To live this... Thirty kids outside and we’re just about to play A minivan pulls up and two prophets hop out to say “Repent your sins Get on your knees and pray ‘Cause our god is the only way” And all that I could think is the only thing that’s sure is doubt ‘Cause that’s about the only thing we can depend on So if you want security, no, you won’t find that here with me And still our time is tick-tocking away A brief existence and then throw our bodies in a grave And then what next? We each have what we believe But who knows which way it’s gonna be And all that I proclaim is the only thing that’s sure is doubt ‘Cause that’s about the only thing we can depend on But if you need an insurance plan, then I think their god will be your man Answers they preach Wasting their time No second chance To live this life No chance to make this right when we’re wasting time Yeah, theorize and proselytize, but don’t forget about this life Wasting your time It’s really hard to find meaning when answers are the only thing you see
11.
This quarter’s worth so much more here Potential energy Placed into his hardened hand Exploding possibility Donation married to some hope This coin will be the last he needs One shot go yank the slot and ask Is he any different from me? What’s the story now? Mistakes along the way Napping on concrete Time to defibrillate Biggest little town Fortunes made every day At least that’s what the signs all say Tearing earth and rock to shreds Making room for 10,000 beds Neon lights so bright you could never go to sleep But why would you want to? 99 cent ham ‘n’ eggs All-you-can-eat lunch buffets And I can hardly tell the difference My brain’s cramped up from anxious fun Oh shit look at the loot we’ve won Take our 4 bucks and run
12.
Amplifier 02:10
Lacking subtlety and lyric poetry, a reluctant stand on stage And finely adorned in punk rock uniforms ‘cause it’s more radical that way Someone break out the hook and yank this guy out of the pulpit I’ve nothing new to say, just recycling old trash So maybe I should just hum The words I screech in garbled speech are not grand philosophy But I’ll write them down but keep them underground ‘cause it’s subversive that way Now I’m blowing smoke at the punk rock show like some televangelist They got us amplified like these feeble cries should have extra emphasis They got us amplified If you scream without this thing do you still make a sound? Could it be that we each need the sound of our own decay To come pouring out ten times as loud on some shitty PA? Could it be that we all need our passion and our hope To come pouring out ten times as loud at some all ages show? They got us amplified

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released September 3, 2021

Released by Red Leader Records, July 2000
Recorded, Mixed and Produced by Don Fury at his studio on the Lower East Side, NYC, Spring 2000
Mastered by Derron Nuhfer
Remixed and Remastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth Mastering
Artwork and Layout by Jaime Villamarin

Line-Up:
Aaron Scott: Vocals
Oscar Rodriguez: Guitars, Vocals
Chad Austin: Bass, Vocals
Jaime Villamarin: Drums, Vocals

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NYC Punk / Hardcore band. 1998 - 2002 and again briefly in 2008.

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