Deinventing the Wheel

by Entropy

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Recorded in May of 2016 at Nada Studios (Montgomery, NY)

CD available through Say-10 Records. Say-10.Com

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released July 29, 2016

All songs written and performed by Entropy (NY):
Patrick - Guitar
Brian - Drums
Brian - Vocals
Colin - Bass

Additional Guitar by John Naclerio

Engineered by John and Jase Naclerio

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tags: punk New York

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Track Name: OK, This Looks Bad
You're shaking my hand
Bad plan, I'm outmanned in business land
Demand: disband or expand
Ethics and etiquette and repeated reprimands

And mud, my name is best kept from your mouth
Desperate and shameless
And vicious is the message that you pass
The ignorance the multitudes can mass
Shove that shit right up your fucking ass
Track Name: All This Breathing is Making Me Hungry
Line up
Head high
Stand tall, so
You'll make a better target
Don't fall
Knees straight
Know glory now
Because all good soldiers dig good soldier's graves

Don't think too hard, you'll only start to crack
Carry all your burden in your back
Take pride from your flag and hopeless caste
Just kill until you finally breathe your last

No spine
Stand tall because
You'll always only be a target
Hand out
Take it all, because
All you gave, you'll never get it back
Track Name: Pretzel Day
There's a place where I like to go
To be as fake as I want to be
And know im not alone
It's a place that no longer feels like home
Gentrify the countryside, no village gets left behind

There's a place where everyone thinks like me
We all dress the same, assign the blame and assess the fees
There's a place where police are thick as thieves
Confiscate the materials if they were ever taught to read
Track Name: Wah Dah Tah
Give praise, rejoice
And always trust in god's servants
Can't win, no choice
But always trust in god's servants
All spin, no voice
I'll always trust in god's servants
The flag we hoist
Will always depict god's servants

Martyr is the name we give
To those of us who die
Defending all the things we did
From those who would defy
The word of one who never speaks
And one who never did
We try to justify the list
Of dead we left behind
Track Name: Don't Confuse Me With the Facts
Silence the sound of a struggle
A blank page cant get in trouble
Hide your hand
Encode your plans
Take all the time you want
Fuck this race
Just jog in place
The face of dog in hunt

Grow your strength inside a bubble
It's such a waste to stay subtle
Creative lies
Cause compromise
Take all the things you want
When you've had enough
Your time is up
And you're under dirt and rock
Track Name: Hibbleton
There's got to be a morning after
No shakes or spins or bugs on skin
Mediocre disaster
The line you walk, a treadmill stalk, a plank
A reckoning, a wreck, your faltering breath

It's morning now and soon the sun will rise
Behind the trees in lines that died until springtime
Once in the light, they'll feel betrayed
Naked and in nature
Ornaments for your grave
And now its too late
Quality is going down, down, down
No cost is too great
The echo knows the inflection of the sound
Not wrong to say
The good you did didn't do you any good
We get up and we get on
Track Name: Southside Ewok
There's got to be a morning after
No shakes or spins or bugs on skin
Mediocre disaster
The line you walk, a treadmill stalk, a plank
A reckoning, a wreck, your faltering breath

It's morning now and soon the sun will rise
Behind the trees in lines that died until springtime
Once in the light, they'll feel betrayed
Naked and in nature
Ornaments for your grave
And now its too late
Quality is going down, down, down
No cost is too great
The echo knows the inflection of the sound
Not wrong to say
The good you did didn't do you any good
We get up and we get on
Track Name: I Have the Toes I Have
There's got to be a morning after
No shakes or spins or bugs on skin
Mediocre disaster
The line you walk, a treadmill stalk, a plank
A reckoning, a wreck, your faltering breath

It's morning now and soon the sun will rise
Behind the trees in lines that died until springtime
Once in the light, they'll feel betrayed
Naked and in nature
Ornaments for your grave
And now its too late
Quality is going down, down, down
No cost is too great
The echo knows the inflection of the sound
Not wrong to say
The good you did didn't do you any good
We get up and we get on
Track Name: The Future of Dinner Preperation
If I could string a word together or three
I just might find more people that think like me
We'd rewrite history in the shape of our name
We'd keep all the credit and pass all the blame

I wanna be a monarch
I wanna be the king
I wanna be where it all starts
I wanna keep what you bring

If I could I'd bring on world war three
I'd make sure all your schoolbooks remember me
They'd write history around my name
And all your money would have my face
Track Name: Tonight is Your Night, Bro
If I could bottle
If I could bottle this anxious feeling
If I could bottle this anxious feeling I have and put it on a shelf
I'd have it whenever I wanna be sick and hate myself
If I could learn
If I could ever learn my lesson
If I could ever learn to lessen my trials and learn from my mistakes
I'd climb a tree and build a house, make the most of every day

I've never been one to look
A gifted horse in the mouth and blind it
If you change, I won't look
Forever lost where we always find it

Illiterate alliteration
An irony in observation
A last ditch stab that'll never break the skin
Revolution means to spin, you will end where you began

And we wont go
We wont go
We wont go
Until we get some
Track Name: Game Over, Man. Game Over.
We sought more answers than we gave
We'll take this string of losses to the grave
If we don't tally we won't know
What these charts and graphs won't show
That these final figures
Will never match projections

Game over, man
Game over

We lost more heroes than we gained
Our accomplishments are crimes to be explained
There's statues to things that we've lost
And parks in the fields where we've fought
Yet still we take pride in our name
And these hollow values
Will always win elections

Game over, man
Game over

We're born with eyes and ears and hands
We'll use these to fill our demands
Everyone wants to show everyone how they've grown
Media feeding you all you know
Proud citizens proudly controlled by fear
March in line in time repeating all the words they hear
Their zealotry will undo everything they've known
There's no place like home