We paid for this firepool

by Monday Morning Justice

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Our debut album. A politically charged album with tongue and cheek lyrics about the 9-5 grind .

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released October 3, 2016

Monday Morning Justice is:

Conley Justice - axe and throat
Johannes Doodskis - axe and vox
Neil Geldenbass - Bass and vox
Wim Kpd - Drums

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Track Name: It takes who to be an african
A dog guards his master regardless of the shadow he casts,
regardless of what is reflected in his past.
A Captain might go down with the ship
but all the shipmates will drown not too far from it.

But can you find a better friend
than one who helps you jump the fence,
looks out when you slash their tires,
burns a flag when you're cold and tired
A brother, a sister, an open hand
mother can you understand we live a life we've never owned

So whisper softly sabotage
and wither slowly this visage.
Now we know the blood of kings
is spilled as easy as those who sin
Shape this country into land
and share it with your fellow man,
there are greater uses for this fire
but none as great as to burn their empire!!!

Burn their empire!
Burn their empire!
Burn their empire!

Salute!
The fathers who brought us to a land where
the children scream: "Why?!!!"
As I awake with a skull in my hand

Betray all that history has written
Now that their aren't any statues left,
to obscure the view I hope we see thee embers
of our burnt brothers who cross borders
Now that there aren't any lights on nowa' days
I hope we notice their...
I hope we notice their...
I hope we notice their hue
Track Name: Monday Morning Justice!
Blue, the darkest blue ass I stumble out of bed trying to find my other shoe.
And the clock already gave the soldiers in their cubes my bullets due...

How do these cogs still work?
Tattered together with glue and spit
but i have some questions to ask
so today i won't forget my axe...

I'm gonna cut of these iron fists
that crushes us into thee abyss
I see the anger in their eyes in the passing buses
It's time for Monday morning justice

Run Suits, run!!!
Tomorrow morning I'll be gone
and if you're wondering about smoke filled air
I didn't attend those meetings either man

I'm just trying to have some fun
It's all smoke and no gun
Dying dreams need crutches
I don't car ,,,,Monday morning justice

Bloodstained, white starched shirt...
The worker bee concurs
if we all leave the hive
How will the queen survive....

I'm gonna cut of these iron fists
that crushes us into thee abyss
I see the anger in their eyes in the passing
I see the anger in their eyes in the passing
I see the anger in their eyes in the passing buses
It's time for Monday morning
It's time for Monday morning
It's time for Monday morning justice
Track Name: Benign
You've got spirit in your eyes
we'll have to cut into 99 pieces
so it will fit into your bag
carry it on your shoulders so you can always look back

For all the things that took place
and you did it for authority's sake
as it's rushing through your mind
now you realize it was all benign

Blood drips from your knees
as you rise up to llok and see
you've horored thieves
that have repaid you in false beliefs

For all the things that took place
and you did it for authority's sake
as it's rushing through your mind
now you realize it was all benign

Remember this....
teachers slap, the policeman's fist,
all their efforts to keep your mind,
steal your thoughts and bury your time,
wither your will and take your pride
raise your fist and leave fear behind

Realize now it was all benign!!!
Track Name: Rinse.Glimspe.Repeat
My body aches, i work everyday
except Sunday sweet
Sunday i'm allowed to bleed
See I'm a lazy slave
I hate every fucking day
except Sunday sweet
where freedom sleeps under guard of authority

Existential defeat!
As we take these time capsule suppositories
So reluctantly, let your fingers touch your feet
let them insert your so called dignity

My head aches
Notions of a detailed escape
to Sunday sweet
So we're all doomed to repeat
See i'm a whiny slave
I speak treason every fucking day
Always on Sunday sweet
Heed the cycle , sweet sweet irony

Existential defeat!
As we take these time capsule suppositories
So reluctantly, let your fingers touch your feet
Existential defeat!
As we take these time capsule suppositories
So reluctantly, let your fingers touch your feet
let them insert your so called digni...
let them insert your so called digni..
let them insert your so called dignity
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Track Name: Molotov Politics
I'll bring a match
you bring a flask full of
feed,fuck,fear and fight
the moon is bright tonight

Kiss the candor candle light
cast the misery cast the sight
cast the ruling class
let's make some room for the mass

No lie lingers lost tonight.
No corpse buried out of sight
no cost of what they lend
can't keep us buried under sand

The cogs of eight to five
won't keep us all alive
all we can despair:
"life is all unfair"
But what we accept or change
or let wash or stain
or let realize
may not always be the same

It's all chaos in the end!
Track Name: Calling in psych!
You keep on telling yourself:
"Tomorrow morning gonna give those fuckers hell"
Next day here we are again with that stupid grin
and stupid tie and stupid boss and:"Oh I hate my fucking job!!!!"

This is the story of your life ....
you keep on forgetting that rifle,
spilled coffee on your shirt
forgetting that rifle,
got caught of by some jerk.
Forgetting that rifle, fucking stupid printer does n't work .
Forget that shit get out of it self inflicted , you don't need it .
Just listen to me!!!

I hate your fucking job!
I'll help you burn it down
I hate your fucking job it's true
...and so should you

This is the dawning of your new life
but you keep on forgetting that rifle,
spilled coffee on your shirt
forgetting that rifle,
got caught of by some jerk.
Forgetting that rifle, fucking stupid printer does n't work .
Forget that shit get out of it self inflicted , you don't need it .
Offered stands if you conceded
Just listen to me!!!

I hate your fucking job!
I'll help you burn it down
I hate your fucking job it's true
...and so should you
Track Name: All men die alone
Orange light,
my angst rushed me across
rather than one minute with a memory lost
A man with clean white running shoes,washed blue jeans and white combed hair and a face that liked the booze....
A mirror image of the man that taught me chess
carried me on his shoulders and dressed up to give us gifts
but that was just a memory the real thing is just a shell
that carries cancer a leper a man with threats of going to hell
but still it doesn't bother me as much as the thought of him begging
at a red light coupling hands for a bunch of cigarettes
as transparent as my window is the shame that casts the shadow of a man that once was loved.
oh god i hate this world and it's mess constantly reminding me that we're more than this
Track Name: Heart dis-ease
I fear a haunting that makes me as old as you
It's the ghost inside the mirror who's name i already knew
and what it know...

it creep inside of me and burrows in the places
where time and sorrow meets and memories have been shredded
and no one knows...

Do you believe in what is dead?
I believe it's alive and well as long as it is fed
and there is blood of a heart once fed

Stand in the moonlight as long as you like to,
there is a darkness that is well aware of you
and when you pray it preys on you.
There's something about eternity that makes us all want to.
Track Name: Suicidal or Lazy
If the heart knows what the heart knows
Then the throat screams what the heart beams
But the eyes see what the world see
and what they see and i believe
is a different as ant and anomaly
And I'm done!
I'm done!

A difference between numb and strong
Similarities between salvation and death
Consider the things you honor and wonder why you bother with this mess
and honestly you'll probably be thinking that this is it
I'm done
I'm done
I'm done

I'm done!
Track Name: Good luck you're on your own....
Oh Wishing Well I know you so well
but I wish you knew me to
Then you'd know like you
I'm also blue

When money could still change the world
and i didn't know it was in peril,
I wasted my wishes on dragons and witches and dreamed of
being another ones hero

But how I got here is a story I fear i will not tell ,because
by now Wishing well I know you know me well

You won't here me say that life is a journey,
because of the winds of change, dust stained by the rain.
I know life's a yearning, not a new born screaming , old man breathing, It's the faithless that's still dreaming and a couple of chords I still play
that make me smile....

It's an awkward realization when you notice that eveybody is the same
but everything is built to keep us apart

You won't here me say that life is a journey,
because of the winds of change. dust stained by the rain.
I know life's a yearning, not a new born screaming , old man breathing, It's the faithless that's still dreaming and a couple of chords I still play
that make me smile
Track Name: Good morning South Africa
A growing concern as they talk with no regard to a yearning on the street,
as they turn a blind eye or a blind cheek or blind justice so to speak
and this South Africa is where your freedom peaks.

I recognize this disease as the western sun .
As sure as it sets it spills onto our shores that it reflects of.

By night they have won or accumulated their sum
but they still have us on our knees begging ,asking
for what is ours
with the dust of slaves beneath our knees

We sing

Good morning South Africa do you remember what happened
Good Morning South Africa i really wish you hadn't,,,,,

Good morning South Africa do you remember what happened
Good Morning South Africa i really wish you hadn't....

Good morning South Africa do you remember what happened
Good Morning South Africa i really wish you hadn't....

Good morning South Africa do you remember what happened
Good Morning South Africa i really wish you hadn't believed their lies

Don't believe their lies
Don't believe their lies
Don't believe their lies
Don't believe their lies
Track Name: Drunk before a meeting
Why does the world work?
Why does it work for you or me?
Oh why Oh why Oh why?
Why is it so hard to be happy?

Sirens stalk the streets,
while I'm just getting what i need
Why?
Why is it so hard to be happy?

My back feels like rocks It weighs down my soul
I wish i could swallow this day like I was in control
Let this ember be! Be more than coal

If you want to stay anywhere you have to pay rent
If you stay long enough it doesn't make any sense
Why?
Why is it so hard to be happy?

If you wanna have a say , you have to vote for someone
There's not anyone that represents me
Why am I so fucking angry?

My back feels like rocks It weighs down my soul
I wish i could swallow this day like I was in control
Let this ember be! Be more than coal

I could win the lottery, I could be the next CEO,
I could be on TV, I could be someone you know,
I could where the right shirt and tel you the time,
I could invest some money and add tears to the brine

I could grow my legs back
I could grow my legs back
I could grow my legs back....