I ain’t no man and I never fucking will be! Your demands are a sad, disgusting joke. I’d rather fight back through all of your abuse than give in to the lies that you invoke. And when you come home wrapped up in your flag, don't expect me to cry ya got shrapnel in your head and that’s what you get for killing to fit in. Don’t ask don’t tell don’t think just be like them, don't ask don't tell don't think just be like them. Now you’re married to the state, your resume it can’t be beat. Now you’re buried at their feet. Assimilation complete.
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024