You stare, smug and superior
and pretend you're at peace inside
well, there's beautiful darkness outside your detachment
that you've always denied
Namaste, motherfucker
head so deep in your ass
namaste, motherfucker
it's all now and zen
You believe you are your own product
that you made yourself
that all those structures and privileges
that always benefited you
can be transcended by others if they meditate on their bootstraps
You rule the world, so you must be enlightened
you were born that way
well, namaste, motherfucker
we smash your mountain today
There are certain people who have never been real children and will never be real adults.
The Street Eaters sound is like those people: not entirely new, but it seems like it can never get old. Thanks to bands like them Punk is undead and has crested hair! Zombie Punk: cool! 4nzu
hardcore punk, jazz, alien themes, kind of all my jams wrapped into a tight package. Intense, freaky, lean runtime but feels dense especially being sectioned into essentially 4 parts. Easily one of the best punk records of the decade so far. Also that drumming...holy shit alienasu