That Static

by Ruthless Ones

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Produced by Chris Wardman
Funded by Factor
Recorded at Lincoln County Social Club
"That Static" logo by Hendrix Turgeon-Mannion

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released March 1, 2015

Murry Robe: Guitar/Bass/Vocals
Evgeni Varakin: Guitar/Organ/Vocals
Nik Robe: Drums/Tambourine & Shakers & Shit

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Track Name: Andante
Mosh pits fun, Nik more ride and kick

Flip this one pon the musical disc
Ruthless Ones laying down some new shit

Oh the days are wild and the week is almost through
Weekend’s coming fast and we aint got shit to do

Lets go let’s get out of here I wanna fuck shit up
Ready to be the big dog but they say I’m just a pup
Feed, feed, feed I can’t take it anymore

Counting down the seconds then I’m busting out the door

It’s a crazy fucked up world standing on the fallin floor
The rich are getting richer and the poor are staying poor

Bust down Bruk Out Go! Go! Go!

I’m trynna rip and dip but he didn’t clear his bowl
Booze run, LC, Beer Store too

Its friday fuckin night cheers if you’re drinking too
Get to the party, pop the trunk
Yeah I ate some food but it was all junk

Like D double Dubs it’s Time to Win

Ruthless Ones! Let the drinking begin

[Pushing & Moshing] yo, back up man, I’m just trynna skank

[Ignorance, Impatience] You’re gonna feel the wrath of my shank

[Lootin, Disputin] It seems like our teenage moral code

[Drinking, Never Thinking] Tonight I’m staggering down the road

Easy streetcar riding as the streetlights go on

In the summer heat the heat of stress seems gone

I’m at the Riverdale Hill at night

With the romantic sight of Toronto city lights 

Track Name: 3 Day Tale
Last Friday night, I cant remember but Ill try
I think there was a fight, my followers they cried
It started off with love but it ended out in blood
On my feet and my hands proving that Im a man

Carry him to that tomb of a room
Leave him there for his own doom
My fathers hes so proud of me
But apparently he only speaks to thee

Out silent Saturday, my mind was astray
In my bed I laid, no attention was paid
Just me in my head, I thought theyd come and check
But instead they all thought I was dead

Sunday I rose like the rising sun
3 days come and the three days have gone
Now Im looking for fun until the crack of dawn
You may not give a damn but people praise
Who I am, Im the tale that stands

Singing Louie Louie, enjoy yourself cause its later then yah think
In funky Kingston (too much pressures gonna drop on you)
Singing Rudy Rudy, it’s a message to you
Cause nobody knows that the Rude Boys outta jail
Cause the harder they come, the harder they fall, one and all
(smash their heads in cause they aint got nothing in them)
Do you believe I would take something with me and give it to police and thieves, 
I wouldn’t do that, no I wouldn’t do that (disco devil)
And if I did that I would say "yo
 those drugs don’t belong to me, they belong to Oh Dee; he’s the one with the goatee" (give em power)

54 46 was my number, right now somebody else has that number
(bam bam diom bam bam bam)

54 46 was my number, right now somebody else has that number
No no, you don’t love me and now I know now
(Everyday I love her just a little bit more)

No no, you don’t love me and now I know now
(yelling in my ear youre trying to control me)
So youre wondering what to do, now you know that this is the end

Give it to me 3 times
Track Name: The Boardwalk, Tonight
I hope I run into you.
Track Name: That Static
If I couldnt than I wouldnt - Of course you wouldnt cause you couldnt
But it gives my life meaning - Just stop it youre depressed
Im fiending for that feeling but I could stop at anytime
Your thesis is pointless, its lacking content
Another dose hit sip, Im in need of bliss
Or just a little fix baby, just a little kick
Your morals, not mine, youre talking outta line
And besides Im trying to get outta my mind

Well I gotta get away - Away from your problems
Hit the ground running - We've heard it all before
Coming home at 2am hammered outta my mind
It seems like youre coming home hammered all the time
Holding down the choke, I ease the grip
Trying real hard to stay positive
A steady decline, a new place to find
In time Ill be fine and outta my mind

Right back at it, the hypocritic fanatic
Its the same old habbits from the static talkin addict
Sure I wanna listen but I got no suprise
Cause everything you just sounds like a lie