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Anachronisms

by Dynasty Four

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knifegoesingutscomeout 03:01
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Restless boredom, a thousand devices The crushing weight of tabloid derisive A coup d’etat for breaking news The undisclosed, the cheap excuse Super stealth jets out on display Their endless, harping Manners Brigade Money and oil, fame and guns The work of the righteous is never done Charlatans who cheat and lie Under the phoney glare of their neon signs You’ll understand what they’re really about When the knife goes in and the guts come out Hyper-connected rigged elections Give it up for some real selection Medal hungry confidence men In their white-starred, red striped lion’s den They’ll say that it’s true, that you get what you see That the sky’s the limit for your wildest dreams But behind all the swagger are insidious schemes And twisted ideas of what it means to be free Charlatans who cheat and lie Under the phoney glare of their neon signs You’ll understand what they’re really about When the knife goes in and the guts come out
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Parkdale High 03:16
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Get your hands off my future ­ what you think that you’re so cool? You keep forgetting I’m the one in control here Candy castles and storebought dreams, I’m just a victim of awesome things Fight fashion at breakfast, make the case for doing less Keep on insisting that it’s somehow your business Tomorrow’s trend and the latest fad, living like a cigarette ad The vapid and the vacant, the fat and the fatter Volunteer victims, eternally battered Curse you, seniors of Parkdale High For the geeks you burn and the girls who cry Years later you can ask yourself why Some people just peak early, alright Curse you, seniors of Parkdale High Super jock and little miss cut­eye Enjoy every second as it goes by It’s the last good year of your whole life I’m too famous to be here, am I making myself clear? Try and hold on, bite my thumb for another year Anachronistic hairstyles, self-­effacing pony­philes Enjoy your day, head bitch and the prom queen Eighteen forever, stay jaded and afraid Nouveau riche playing faux poor, oblivious to what’s in store for The vapid and the vacant, the fat and the fatter Volunteer victims, eternally battered Curse you, seniors of Parkdale High For the geeks you burn and the girls who cry Years later you can ask yourself why Some people just peak early, alright Curse you, seniors of Parkdale High Super jock and little miss cut­eye Enjoy every second as it goes by It’s the last good year of your whole life
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Minor Wives 03:33
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Are you a complainer? Or are you the marrying kind? Time served and lessons learned Assume it’s best to stay tonight This great experiment Who’s in charge of your life? Gunning for your place in a Photo-reply finish line All you really need is a feeling to supersede The fine and subtle art of your transparency Is it really a crisis or an opportunity That’s right there upstairs sleeping patiently Cautious and optimistic Fatally out of time Feels like a few years Meanwhile ten have gone by All you really need is a feeling to supersede The fine and subtle art of your transparency Is it really a crisis or an opportunity That’s right there upstairs sleeping patiently Promise of blushing youth Belief in wasted lives The plight of the pregnant waitress Thrilling tales of minor wives
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The Swordfight 04:03
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The hoods, the skirts, the odds uneven The highs, the times, the beat unsteady The glance, the sigh, the plot thickens The games begin: Fighters, ready! The mood turns dark, her scent in the air Outdoing each other pretending to care She breaks for the door, downstairs a thud Yelling, “Settle it, boys, I’ll be back when you’re done” Teenage tigers and children with swords Unrelenting overlords He wants what’s his, and you’ll get yours Unrepentant overlords The pulse, the rush, the room keeps spinning The wink, the push, sincere but fleeting The stakes get raised, the house keeps winning The fix is in - but once more with feeling! The mood turns dark, her scent in the air Outdoing each other pretending to care She breaks for the door, downstairs a thud Yelling, “Settle it, boys, I’ll be back when you’re done” Teenage tigers and children with swords Unrelenting overlords He wants what’s his, and you’ll get yours Unrepentant overlords
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Diary of Dr J 03:53
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Codename: Chareth Cutestory, a certain man of mystery Sheriff down in River Heights, hard won revolution rights Come and hail the new chief, come and praise the great thief His plans set, his thoughts forlorn, the second son of Saturn born Double-crossing hypocrite, the end of The Syndicate The lead-up to the break-down spiralling around and round Spain has a king today! I am the king of Spain! Long live the selfless maids, they have not died in vain Sound the alarm again, get away while you still can Muddy pages overran, the diary of a madman Town in crisis, desperate fight, cloaked in darkness set alight Assignment lost but the battle won, patient planning come undone Downtown apartment oppression, an old friend, a new obsession Conspiracy or high adventure? Don’t do it just because they let you Then the daring getaway, Spanish airport great escape Secret meetings, reduced rates, travelling hard, awake for days Liar’s remorse and other truths, a perfect, happy, misspent youth Save us from the things we do, save us from the things we do Spain has a king today! I am the king of Spain! Long live the selfless maids, they have not died in vain Sound the alarm again, get away while you still can Muddy pages overran, the diary of a madman
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Bury Me 03:11
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Evening comes around again Looming shadows ten feet tall Sullen regrets from back then Of the boy who tried to win them all Yeah, I remember you, my friend And the sordid details from that Fall Autumn’s means to an end The time we tried to have it all These secret things we said Crimes between you and me Before you come around again You can bury me at Make Out Creek Lives without consequence Spending endless nights awake A growing list of cause and effect And feelings getting in the way
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Easy Virtue 03:10
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Little monsters, petty fiends Are you sure you’re being seen? Taking on those inner fears Wasting more than thirty years Fortune bends for vain affairs Screw your friends, forget your cares Caterwauling deep laments Like soundcheck for the apocalypse Grindhouse sensibilities A portrait of grace and of virtuous ease Spent your twenties like your last paycheck Now act surprised as the bomb finally hits When the gods conspire on your behalf Will you rise up or will you laugh? Fighting for the neighbour’s sake And losing everything you take Down in the broken part of town Nothing gambled, nothing found Still beating on last night’s drum Celebrate, the misfits won Grindhouse sensibilities A portrait of grace and of virtuous ease Spent your twenties like your last paycheck Now act surprised as the bomb finally hits
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Broken Glass and Bubblegum 02:47
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Panic me, i'm sick of the emergency, The banners and the enemy, Apathy A ball point sword, up to the hilt through a suspended chord, Repetition  on a theme, distribution of a meme, Cash award I drove all night trying to get to you And you were gone Your temple burns in the rearview To my new favourite song Join the club, correlative to a demigod, The connotation of "America" is dripping From our tongues A factory, churning out the killer novelties, No more messianics please, No more messianics please, They're so hard on the knees I drove all night trying to get to you And you were gone Your temple burns in the rearview To my new favourite song Fuck your mother from the bottom of My heart of broken glass and bubblegum
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Anachronista 04:03
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First act in the new century A starring role in a lost history Witch hunting and other sports Wearied by their sweaty cohorts Laden down with expectations Shocked at all the guilt that leaves them Still here waiting, still here waiting Still waiting to know That it's time to call the shots and go You don’t even know who you are So how can you know what you want They don’t even know who you are So how can they know what you want Second life shrouded in secrecy Continuing the greatest mystery Witch hunting and other sports Wearied by their sweaty cohorts Laden down with expectations Shocked at attitudes that leave them A pinup postcard type of life Pole dancing for your rights Appreciate the broad appeal Blink twice for yes if you're still here Still here waiting, still here waiting Still waiting to know That it's time to call the shots and go You don’t even know who you are So how can you know what you want They don’t even know who you are So how can they know what you want
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Crayons in the Sun 04:48
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What happened at midnight while the clock ticked While the truth settled on the house on the cliff A die is cast as the blame shifts The work begins as reality hits And all the while they asked themselves What could I have said? What could I have done? As childhood dreams melted around them Like crayons in the sun The only thing you’ve ever known Why don’t we just go home? When the bright lights shine And we take to the streets When the drones revolt Can we finally be free Ivory charms and old albums A wailing siren mystery Hidden staircase to quiet gloom He asked her then, “Do you believe?” Racing, pacing, the daily grind The stressful tones, the lack of time Let’s leave this selfish, awful place Let’s leave it all behind The only thing you’ve ever known Why don’t we just go home? When the bright lights shine And we take to the streets When the drones revolt Can we finally be free

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released December 3, 2015

All songs written and performed by Dynasty Four.
Produced by Derek Edwards and Andrew Couture.

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