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Pass The Controller

by Rootkit Disaster

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1.
Shoes, shirts, my bag and keys Set outside again to try and freeze. Get me out of this town submerged underwater. The air is freezing or hotter. This snow globe of leaves is a place that I can breathe. Round and round it goes, where that is nobody knows, nobody chooses to stare. A sight so rare. My words have sunk down, they're coming back around. I never poisoned my thoughts with alcohol for a cause. The death of my first friend, forever broken. The laughter of all these fucking friends. Has tampered with my judgement. In a state of happiness, pretend is fun. At least, I don't drink, or I'd never see the sun. My mind is dry. Of bread with drugs but I know to have fun. Like the drummer boy from Delaware, when he left us. He knew, who he was, so he cut his hair. Free from the status book. He walks among us, unlike a rook. I'll know who I am by tomorrow night, after I will lie to you saying that it is alright.
2.
The Chelsea 02:37
(Reach for the sky!) She's the only woman I ever need She's the only woman I ever see She's the only woman I ever need She's the only woman I ever see She makes smile, stay for awhile Tonight she'll be baby I went down to The Chelsea On a summer's day I went down to The Chelsea On a summer's day I couldn't find my baby that night So I went on a murdering rampage First I shot the governor Then I killed his wife Next I stabbed the butler With his sharpened knife I couldn't find my baby that night So I went on a murdering rampage She's the only woman I ever loved But now she's a hangin' with the stars above She's the only woman I ever loved But now she's a hangin' with the stars above I couldn't smile and I cried for awhile The night I lost my baby
3.
Marty, we have to go back. There's something about today, that we seem to lack. The courtesy of others has been outnumbered by those with the ignorance that refute their arrogance, I've heard their stories before, and each one is a bore, creativity standard, finally surrendered. Today I left the room, over the infinite replay of someones story of success 'cause I don't want to hear the broken record of the audience saying who told it best. Farewell, to identity, one day you may hear me speak, but it won't be from me. What I thought was my best now, belongs to the rest now. Well I haven't made it to my prime, but I'm dragged into this fucking crime. I've almost nothing left to say before it was taken away. This era is simply outdated, but the fad remains the same when everyone compensates their identity, it's always such a shame. I'm not much for pretend, but I love to daydream. To be my own that I want to be, that's what I mean. Chorus again. And yelling. Marty we have to go back.
4.
I remember all the times we shared Walking through the mall down there The moon climbs and you shine the brightest tonight I can't imagine what you'd say If we had just met yesterday But months fly by with you in my life Mamma lay down beside me Outside by the oak tree And you can say you love me Stay with and watch the bees And birds they flyin' through the sky Oh why oh why can't I take you with me To the land with Whiskey In The Valley I remember walking through the fields I'd dance in pubs to jigs and reels the sun's up and you jump The Murder Of Crows Are gigging in O'Donoghue's You'll belt the words and drink the booze Just take my hand and I'll show you the land Mamma lay down beside me Outside by the oak tree And you can say you love me Stay with and watch the bees And birds they flyin' through the sky Oh why oh why can't I take you with me To the land with Whiskey In The Valley Tell me ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, and stole my comb But that's all right till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Dublin city She is a-courting one two three Please, would you tell me who is she Albert Mooney says he loves her All the boys are fighting for Knock on the door and ring a bell Sayin' oh my true love, are you well Out she comes as white as snow With rings on her fingers, bells on her toes Old Jenny Murray says she will die If she doesn't get the fella with the roving eye Mamma lay down beside me Outside by the oak tree And you can say you love me Stay with and watch the bees And birds they flyin' through the sky Oh why oh why can't I take you with me To the land with Whiskey In The Valley
5.
The voices in my head Told me the pieces fit I was petrified, amazed My eyes caught in a glaze My ears saw the truth From where I would sit I know of the things I heard A call and response, of two worlds The crack in the ice is just a ripple in a pond Goodbye says the flowers trying to move me along See you soon said a see-through smile up in a tree Hey you, says the wisest man telling me to leave From this standpoint I can see both sides of the mental wall I turned up the sound of one side Enlarged the others size There a hole had been made Leading to a fall Curiosity kills the cat, but it smiled And it waved back A 6/8 time to let nature run it's course Better run like hell, this stop watch knows no remorse A door of a world Who asks a girl "why?" Leave the child alone She's curious and she will cry My trial has ended, I'm found guilty My trial has ended, I"m found guilty Well I'm mad as a hatter There's not much of a latter I'll tear down both walls Wonderland be free
6.
Arm Joe 03:45
Lemme here you sing Na an na na na na na na na na na Arm Joe na na na na na na na na na na Arm Joe broke a window. Arm Joe broke a nose. He dosent know his own strength. Don't you get too close. Arm Joe broke a window. But he'll never break my heart. I always knew he'd come for me. Right from the start. Lemme here you sing Na an na na na na na na na na na Arm Joe na na na na na na na na na na I once knew Nick Romero. A young and jovial chap. He liked to smoke and dance and play piano on my lap. He was young and powerful. But he lacked common sense. And one night he peed on a church. Now he has to repent. Lemme here you sing Na an na na na na na na na na na Romero na na na na na na na na na na Arm Joe knows a Mexican And he goes by James. He can make a mean chalupa And wins in baseball games. And these three fine gentlemen Belong to a frat. I can see you jocking EAMi Yeah their parties are rad! Arm Joe don't go away now. People need you in their life. We all love your goodbyes And hellos. We can't conceive a world where Arm Joe doesn't shower Reaching his hands up to the heavens Above us! Lemme here you sing Na an na na na na na na na na na Arm Joe na na na na na na na na na na Adam loves his MGK Drinking day by day. He can put on for his city While swinging life away. There's a man that oversees his young and he goes by Tom. I've already detailed his exploits In another song. Lemme here you sing Na an na na na na na na na na na RA Tom na na na na na na na na na na Life will always be a drag When you don't have friends. Someday we'll escape this town And start setting the trends. But for now all I know is that Arm Joe is the best. He's smart and strong now sing along while my band does the rest! Arm Joe don't go away now. People need you in their lives. We all love your goodbyes And hellos. We can't conceive a world where Arm Joe doesn't shower Reaching his hands up to the heavens Above us! One, two, three, four, five, six Arm Joe hits like Mr. Jiggs Luke’s a moonin’ in the kitchen Julianne won’t quit her bitching. Seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven Joseph’s arms are his main weapons. Punching through the ten inch glass He’s been getting all the sass so Arm Joe don't go away now. People need you in their lives. We all love your goodbyes And hellos. We can't conceive a world where Arm Joe doesn't shower Reaching his hands up to the heavens Above us! Lemme here you sing Na an na na na na na na na na na Arm Joe na na na na na na na na na na Arm Joe na na na na na na na na na na
7.
(Instrumental)
8.
XdeuX 02:52
Next step closer Not giving a care Two decades of wisdom Not needed to share A personal monopoly On everybody's doorstep But ruling with The same kind of intent Je m'appelle monsieur realist I'm glad not to be so triste Fuck the idea of a marriage To have a baby in a carriage Not religious or an Atheist Don't give me a status Well ecstasy On the blank concrete Once again Time to repeat Depressing Can't cope with depression But I can't blame that On personal questions Je m'appelle monsieur realist I'm glad not to be so triste Economically deprived I'm just glad to be alive C'est la vie, but not for me Two decades gone for this one song
9.
The Camp 01:00
Marissa's kind of a slut But Alexa's a useless fuck They said my friends were men of insult I hope they're fucked like they fucked us Kenny was the nice guy everybody thought so highly of He took the steps and did it right And all of those that learned to fight are acting tough In five years time everything got so shitty I hope they miss me (when I'm gone) I'm never coming back Hope there's a heart attack Had by the owner of the park from all the years he spent at The Camp
10.
Seconds 'til I collide My eyelids up above my eyes The crowd's still dancing Overpowering troubled sighs So give it to me Mr. Apothecary Just let me live Just feeling bliss I literally mean it I'm done after this And we're given another chance to stand up sit down, I'd rather dance Not long until I fuck up, but I'm not the kind to give it all up Stuck in an eternal eclipse The shadow of a cocky priss I wasn't there to really care the crowd says it wasn't fair You can leave me Mr. Apothecary I said one time only Go away please Bring me back 20 years A chance to rid my parents tears And we're given another chance to stand up sit down, I'd rather dance Not long until I fuck up, but I'm not the kind to give it all up No more regrets Or sad friends That's how, you'd want it to be I'm doing fine, you hear that chime That's my cue to leave Nobody's hurt, no ones desert Just these blotching blood stains on my shirt Laughing away is how you'll remember me This knife to gun fight for me That was never meant to be
11.
Tangent 03:22
Oh Theresa! You really know how to show a guy a good time. She's a man's computation pro. You're one of the biggest fish in the sea. I'd really like to move ya'. When everyone is staring at Pythagorean's theorem, I see you In my dreams. All my dreams. Yeah they fly away. They take me to the place where love is here to stay. And did I mention? Baby did I mention? I cannot pass your subject today? Cuz' you will be cosine and I will be secant. Sitting everyday in class right next to Brandon. I swear the kid produces a sudden reaction when he heard I could date his girl for half of the fraction. But I wanna lay tangent to your luscious curves. Ooh! Ah! Ha! Oh Theresa! You really know how to show a guy a good time. She's a man's computation pro. And maybe baby you're inclined to take me away. I'll ride you like a magic carpet as I play. And we'll fly to the land of Tralfamadore. We'll save an alien Republicans abhor. Because he works for less than half a dollar minimum wage, it doesn't mean the country grants the boy the right to stay. And did I mention? Baby did I mention? I cannot pass your subject today? Cuz' you will be cosine and I will be secant. Sitting everyday in class right next to Brandon. He can't read the Shakespeare. I can't do the work here. But I don't wanna have to hear his fucking voice this year. I wanna lay tangent to your luscious curves. Ooh! Ah! Ha! I’m going Friday night. We’re gonna do it right. I wanna party down With every kid in town. I think a gal like you Should know what to do When the beer bong’s passing around. I’m going Friday night. We’re gonna do it right. I wanna party down With every kid in town. I think a gal like you Should know what to do When the beer bong’s passing around. Oh Theresa! You really know how to show a guy a good time. She's a man's computation pro. Oh yeah.
12.
One is sad, the other's dumb The last, filled with malice All the scams, all the quarters they've stolen For a jaw breaking kiss Ron was last seen with Joey And his pretend friend Bud 420 Acting like they're catatonic With a dose that's just so chronic Double N came from the library With dominatrix study buddy But biker Kenneth ran over him With split personality he's feeling grim Ronald was strapped of cash And he wasn't one to ask He grabbed his favorite loaded glock Took a trip down the block To the old neighbor farm Using his tools blasting charm He started firing his gun, which upset farmer Ralph He hit him with a shovel He hit him on the scalp What a catastrophe in the cul-de-sac The seasons over, aren't you glad? That was all folks, for Ron, Ronn 'N' Ronald
13.
(Instrumental)

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The debut album from Oneonta Punks Rootkit Disaster! This record is guaranteed to make your body shake and your mind race! Recorded by Brian Dusseault, Andrew Loffler and Parker Lyons. Mixed and mastered by Brett Masteller Warren.

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released July 10, 2017

Andrew Loffler: Guitars, Bass, Vocals
Brian Dusseault: Guitars, Bass, Mandolin, Vocals
Tommy Sanders: Drums, Telling Nick to shut up
Joe Salto: Drums on track 10

Engineered by Brian Dusseault, Andrew Loffler & Parker Lyons
Mixed and Mastered by Brett Masteller Warren at Les Paul Studio at Ramapo College and Dryhill Studio in Oneonta New York

Art by Fiona-Rose Maloney
Edited by Amber Morey

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