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DISCIPLINE

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A_Crowe
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A_Crowe A remarkable album made by, in my opinion, one of the most incredibly diverse and unique bands out there. Favorite track: The Ballad of Unremarkable Derrick Krueger.
violet_rain3
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violet_rain3 An absolute masterpiece of an album with little references throughout that tie it all together. It's hard to pick a favourite: Ballad of the Unremarkable Derrick Krueger, Beautiful Day, SHELLED, RIV, Morning is Coming, and the best version of In the Feedback hands down Favorite track: The Ballad of Unremarkable Derrick Krueger.
dragonowl21
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dragonowl21 As a fan from season 3, this enture album is stellar, but the name drop in Beautiful Day startled me so hard I teared up. Then the revamped In The Feedback took it home. Amazing work as always! Favorite track: In The Feedback.
entipikal
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entipikal This masterpiece of an album absolutely blew me away! It's a beautiful musical recap of the Discipline Era and on first listen I was continously amazed at the top notch quality throughout. It only gets better with each listen! Favorite track: RIV.
Kosmo
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Kosmo An incredible achievement, and I hope that the Garages are proud of what they made here. So many of these songs hit, and I can't help come back to it again and again. Not that I'm complaining... Favorite track: RIV.
rhynerd
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rhynerd DISCIPLINE has made me nearly cry for a very sleepy dude and has changed my thoughts on what some of the best versions of Garages hit songs are. This album was a long time coming and very, very worth it.
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1.
The Return 06:24
My dearest love, I miss you so I’m writing you from Moab It’s dusty where I stay And the walls seem thin I can hear their din Today The siesta has been good to me Brought me and you a child or three But you know I’ve got to leave The fans all scream I must rejoin the team Alone I know they talk of violence From the gods But I’ll be alright I swear I’ve missed the fans acclaiming every word I’ve missed the way we all seem so absurd But most of all I’ve missed my friends and laughing every night The game’s been good to me, and I swear I’ll be good back So we’re back on base again and there’s a joy in all our veins It’s The Return Now we’ve returned The gods seem to like it and the umps are playing fair It’s The Return Now we’ve returned We’re alright The weather’s always perfect, clear and blue What that means for us, I’ve got no clue It’s fine for now and that’s all that I need to do my job I’ve just got to get my head down, give the fans what they deserve So we’re back on base again and there’s a joy in all our veins It’s The Return Now we’ve returned The gods seem to like it and the umps are playing fair It’s The Return Now we’ve returned We’re alright I’m lost without you I’m lost without you my dear It’s been nice, but it still doesn’t feel like home Just gotta make it to the end of the season Still I’ve missed the fans acclaiming every word I’ve missed the way we all seem so absurd But most of all I’ve missed my friends and laughing every night The game’s been good to me, and I swear I’ll be good back So we’re back on base again and there’s a joy in all our veins It’s The Return Now we’ve returned The gods seem to like it and the umps are playing fair It’s The Return Now we’ve returned We’re alright
2.
It’s a good day to piss on the gods To steal their Camaro And drive it off a cliff into a pool Yeah that would rule It’s a good day to stare at the sun To flip it the bird with each hand And say its music taste is trash And it can kiss our ass It’s a good day To vote in a decree And make a total mess of this whole damn league So let’s show up to the polls And show them anarchy If I don’t know the limits, how am I gonna break them? If you think that we’re kidding, well then you’re sorely mistaken I came here kick ass and chew gum and open books In the language of splort “Routine” means “Vicious” “Book” is “Cuisine” “Forbidden” = “Delicious” So you better watch out cuz we know how to cook Forget the blases, forget going home We’re just hungry to rip into that goddamned tome And if you don’t lay off, parker, you’ll be next [solo] The players are restless, they’re all starting fires Every game is the same, we’re just baseball for liars It’s our first season back, but the fun has expired We’re all sick of the daylight, light up the pyre All rules are made to be broken And all forbidden books are made to be opened So send my love to the stands, cuz we’re tearing them down
3.
And when we opened the book The skies went black The umps eyes turned white Behind their masks Jaylen Took the hit For our hubris Never forget She marked the day Everything had changed Peace has passed And now we know The first Ain't the last And when we opened the book The skies went black The umps eyes turned white Behind their masks And now we know The first Ain't the last Eclipse For days and days And one by one Our heroes fell They gave their lives For those left behind Violence has passed And now we know Anyone Falls to the flame And when we opened the book The skies went black The umps eyes turned white Behind their masks And now we know Anyone Falls to flame And one day you will wake And from the ashes of Phoenix will rise She'll hit like a champ And burn out bright before your eyes. And every team will have one, A tiana cash or two You might not know their names But one day they'll all leave you They'll all leave you They'll all leave you When we opened the book The skies went black The umps eyes turned white Behind their masks And now we know Now we know Some day They'll all Leave you
4.
My name is Derrick Krueger The fans call me Der Or they would, if I had fans They said that when I grew up I could be anything So I up and joined the band Proud of every strike I throw Write ‘em down in a ledger that’s nowhere near full And when I’m jamming out with the team it’s easy to forget I’m not the one, not the one they’re cheering for I take my coffee black I love Arthur C Clarke I’m more than what I lack I’m ready to start Every day I get lost in the thoughts That haunt my head when I wake up Did I sleep through the only years I have For a future I don’t I guess that’s just the way it goes (No loss, no disappointment) Sometimes that’s just the way it goes (No loss, no disappointment) Chills settle over the outfield Another mediocre game with no return on yield Nobody looking up from their phones As the eyes in the dark glow bright Another light another light goes out The smell of ash and pitch the sound of nails on wood The taste of salty air The feeling that I could I guess I’ll never hear my name rain down From over the stands I guess I’ll never see myself redeemed In the eyes of the fans I'm fine, that’s just the way it goes (No loss, no disappointment) Sometimes that’s just the way it goes (No loss, no disappointment) We’re not a team, we’re protagonists But who’s writing the story? And will I make it in? Is this all that I am At the end of the day One more name for the ticker One less lousy garage pitcher As the sky grows dim Tell them I did my best I was funny and kind Please don’t let them forget I’m sorry I couldn’t make the grade When my body burns out Will my name still fade away? (Just one more chance at the mound Just one more day in the sun Will you wish I was around When all is said and done?) Sometimes that’s just the way it goes (No loss, no disappointment) I guess that’s just the way it goes (No loss, no disappointment)
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Fight Gods 04:00
(RESTRAINT?! These fans don’t know the meaning of the word! With the book open and the umps fired up The Shelled one has demanded we learn discipline! But fans and players alike have declared war on the gods! That's right, every single god! Oh, they've really done it now! We are bound to see some risky plays this season! STRIKE ONE!) You're gonna light us on fire And expect nothing to happen Like it doesn't matter That's not the way this works You can't just lift the ones we love Away from us Like it doesn't matter Cause then we get angry And everyone you know Is going to feel it And we will find a way to take the Stairs to up above And we won't talk of love We're gonna get violent We're gonna fight gods, fight gods We're gonna fight gods, fight gods And we're gonna win And we will get our vengeance in the end We're gonna fight gods, fight gods We're gonna fight gods, fight gods And we're gonna win And nothing will remain the same again And our redemption arc is coming up Yeah, i bet you feel frightened You feel it coming like a wave A million droplets Making up an ocean You know what would be fun? If we put out the sun We're coming to get you Cause now that we're angry Everyone you know Is going to feel it And we will find a way to get the Train up to the sky Cause we're not asking "Why?" We're asking for justice We're gonna fight gods, fight gods We're gonna fight gods, fight gods And we're gonna win And we will get our vengeance in the end We're gonna fight gods, fight gods We're gonna fight gods, fight gods And we're gonna win And nothing will remain the same again And our redemption arc is coming up Fight gods, Fight gods We're gonna fight gods, fight gods And we're gonna win And we will get our vengeance in the end We're gonna fight gods, fight gods We're gonna fight gods, fight gods And we're gonna win And nothing will remain the same again And our redemption arc is coming up
6.
Nut Economy 02:04
You ask for our collective action when it benefits your cause Crack open another peanut without taking any pause You said this is what we wanted it’s all that we voted for But how could we have know what was truly in store Oh does it really satisfy you to hear that ticker whine The momentary dopamine of an upward trending line We really do not follow the fair trade your mind contrives Could any number of peanuts be worth 17 lives? Oh that’s the nut economy Just keep buying more peanuts until they set us free Oh that’s the nut economy Doesn’t make sense to me You can request our atonement you can beg that we repent But your words can’t outweigh the messages your actions sent You’ve taken more from us than you’ve given in return So we’ll topple what you’ve built and seize what we’ve earned And you’ll try to brand us cheaters for taking from your stock While you claim you’re actions lawful as you write the rules ad hoc So we'll take all your worthless peanuts and we’ll crush them into dirt We'll paint all your line graph red as we show you our true worth In this nut economy Just keep taking more peanuts until we can break free From this nut economy Never made sense to me Watch the number go Watch the number go Watch the number go up Watch the number go Watch the number go Watch the number go Watch the number go up Watch the number go Watch the number go Watch the number go Watch the number go up Watch the number go Watch the number go Watch the number go Watch the number go up Watch the number go
7.
In My Arms 04:07
I want you to know That I love you all But I have to step in I might as well let a babe fall In my arms I’ll care for you I’ve only got your best interest at heart Don’t question what it is I do I birthed this world I could end it too So don’t play dumb with me Or I’ll start anew In my arms I’ll care for you I’ve only got your best interest at heart Don’t question what it is I do In my arms I’ll care for you I’ve only got your best interest at heart Don’t question what it is I do
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(BLASPHEMY! The economy is in chaos! We are living in the aftermath, as a cabal of fans were caught stealing an uncountable number of peanuts. Oh, they've really done it now! The blaseball gods do not seem happy with this one. Blaseball may be inevitable, but if these peanut cheaters don't repent, could this be the death of splortsmanship forever? STRIKE TWO!) It was a beautiful day in Los Angeles When the Thieves came round to play Except for all the crows in our way As they left the bus we smiled Whilst the fans, well, they went all wild With Rat Polk laughing all the way Ooh No one burns under this clear sky Ooh Whilst it’s blue no one has to die It’s a simple, fun game today But it’s a league game so we really need to win Each player hopes they hit a Grand Slam But it won’t be me, I’m a loser and a total disgrace I’m just Wyatt Mason Out to bat I go and I’m swaying to and fro They know what I’m liable to do I think I’ve got it now, and so I hit the ball somehow I watch a triple fly away Ooh Maybe this is my brand new start Ooh Maybe I can find a place in their hearts Witness a change in me today It’s still a league game and we really need the win Each player hopes they’ll hit a grand slam And it might be me, I’m not a loser or a total disgrace I’m just Wyatt Mason
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I can see the truth in your eyes As you're telling me lies Like you know that you'll hold my hand again (I'll hold your hand again) Cause you don't know you will But I know how you feel And I don't know if I can watch you walk out on the field And there's the lightning strike Across the pitch-black night And I wanna hold you close, but I can't I don't wanna let you go In the feedback Cause I don't know I'd get you back Yeah, I don't know I'd get you back I don't wanna let you go In the feedback Cause I don't know I'd get you back Yeah, I don't know I'd get you back I can feel you pull away from me I can feel you retreat "Duty calls" you say, and then it's All of the eyes on the pitcher throwing And it's all of the eyes on the way it's going And you hit the ball, and then it's out of our hands And there's the lightning strike Across the pitch-black night And I wanna hold you close, but I can't I don't wanna let you go In the feedback Cause I don't know I'd get you back Yeah, I don't know I'd get you back I don't wanna let you go In the feedback Cause I don't know I'd get you back Yeah, I don't know I'd get you back And there's the lightning strike Across the pitch-black night And then the smoke obscures The place where you once stood And when it clears, you're just not there I don't wanna let you go In the feedback Cause I don't know I'd get you back Yeah, I don't know I'd get you back I don't wanna let you go In the feedback Cause I don't know I'd get you back Yeah, I don't know I'd get you back
10.
Gold they promised us But I guess We didn’t keep our end of the deal The line between the vain And humble lays Wherever the rulers feel But you introduced us to god And you told us that we could pick lots But you didn’t like when we saw ourselves as strong Now you’re mad that we chose our own way While up on your mountain you stayed Is it any surprise that we’ll become our own gods Caged us for the crime Of simply tryin To pull ourselves up out of hell It seems we have to look Like some ancient book Decides can’t break out of our shells But you introduced us to god And you told us that we could pick lots But you didn’t like when we saw ourselves as strong Now you’re mad that we chose our own way While up on your mountain you stayed Is it any surprise that we’ll become our own gods We ripped your holy book in two By simply tryna learn how to be like you But you looked down on us Called us dishonest And now you punish Take our strongest then Go on defence Guess we’ll have to get stronger But you introduced us to god And you told us that we could pick lots But you didn’t like when we saw ourselves as strong Now you’re mad that we chose our own way While up on your mountain you stayed Is it any surprise that we’ll become our own gods
11.
The Doctor says we can bring you back, forbidden knowledge paves the way. Oh it's vile, it's wrong and it's inhumane. But what would you do if you were in our position Would you not rescue those you love, turned to ash and dust? We reach into the void, to drag you out. Nothing can stop us now Reform the flesh and bone, pull the spirit back Our Destiny is our to control Raising the dead is not a simple task. No matter how it stains us, the power is in our hands. Lest you forget that you could be next, would you rather be rescued Or stay another name in the hall. We reach into the void, to drag you out. Nothing can stop us now Reform the flesh and bone, pull the spirit back Our Destiny is our to control Ova minima Ova minima Ova minima Ova minima Ova minima (ova minima) Ova minima (ova minima) Ova minima (ova minima) Ova minima (ova minima) Ova minima (ova minima) Ova minima (ova minima) Ova minima (ova minima) Ova minima (ova minima) Ova minima (ova minima) Ova minima (ova minima) Ova minima (OVA MINIMA) Ova minima We reach into the void, to drag you out. Nothing can stop us now Reform the flesh and bone, Pull the spirit back Our Destiny is our to control
12.
RISE 03:13
(Rise) (Rise) (Rise) I rise I RISE I know you think you’re doing me a favour But it’s an awful lot of pressure on one head Maybe you should think a little bit more carefully When you decide to raise me from the dead I rise (Rise) I rise (Rise) You didn't even ask me what I wanted Just assumed I would be better off with you Maybe I was enjoying resting peacefully And now that I’ve returned I’ve so much work to do I rise (Rise) I rise (Rise) who was that is it an egg never ate an egg before where is hotdogfingers followed hotdogfingers here from the hall from the trench i am gonna watch see if that egg comes back (Rise) (Rise)
13.
Ruby Tuesday 04:18
Townsend, I ask Are you listening? Is this to a broken address? I’ve been wondering Did you ever think of me Like you thought about yourself I never asked, and you never asked And now I’m living With no benefit of the doubt I wonder if this’ll ever let me go When will it let me go? And now I’m the last to know That with one single misplaced throw I could end the lives of all my friends Why would you give me this? Just to leave me with this? Is it hard to imagine, it’s not deliberately? Is it hard to imagine, it’s not deliberately? Is it hard to imagine? My hands are full of fire My eyes are full of flame I sent moody to the shadows My limbs are not my own My life is not my decision Was I crying for help like some wounded animal Never learning what this is, what it feels like to be left? A secondary thought, in your heroic moment Expecting me to thank you Is it hard to imagine, it’s not deliberately? Is it hard to imagine, it’s not deliberately? Is it hard to imagine?
14.
Broken bats and peanut snacks and false idolatry Go lock us in a shell we’ll make a show of unity We’re playing chicken with pure chaos but the chaos kinda hates us So I just wanna be at party time This is your last chance to show some solidarity, If we just honour them then maybe then they’ll set us free We can hold this line together, no more room for those half measures Help us please the gods and we’ll help you to shell your team Broken bats and peanut snacks and false idolatry Go lock us in a shell we’ll make a show of unity We’re playing chicken with pure chaos but the chaos kinda hates us So I just wanna be at party time (This is your last chance to show some solidarity, If we just honour them then maybe then they’ll set us free We can hold this line together, no more room for those half measures Help us please the gods and we’ll help you to shell your team)
15.
SHELLED 05:16
(IDOLATRY. Golly, the leaderboard just will. not. sit. still! It looks like they may pull it off, but - what’s that? Oh, they've really done it now. Folks, they say fame is a prison shell. Well, our two most popular players are in literal giant peanut shells. Now, don't quote me on this, but I'd wager their batting average may see a dive next season. STRIKE THREE!) Am I nothing but stars to you? Long before you see me, I've already burned out As I slip through your hands, paws and claws They all felt cold But the warmth of the board, it drew me to the top I tried so hard just to feel I can't see the light through my eyes, through my eyes I concede the fight with your lies, with your lies I can't see the light through my eyes, through my eyes I concede the fight with your lies, with your lies I am nothing I am nothing I am nothing I am nothing Why can't I get out of here (I can't take this any longer) Why can't I get out of here (I can't take this any longer) Why can't I get out of here (I can't take this any longer) Why can't I get out of here (I can't take this any longer) (I CAN'T TAKE THIS) I can't see the light through my eyes, through my eyes I concede the fight with your lies, with your lies I can't see the light through my eyes, through my eyes I concede the fight with your lies, with your lies I can't see the light through my eyes, through my eyes I concede the fight with your lies, with your lies I can't see the light through my eyes, through my eyes I concede the fight with your lies, with your lies
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Flickering 05:35
(Jaylen, Philly to Seattle) Travel time from East Coast to West Coast: One shrieking second Heard a message from the microphone But I don’t know what it meant Hi Lang, bye Lang I’d love to stay But the sun’s growing dim and I’ve debts to pay But the sun’s growing dim and I’ve debts to pay (NaN, LA to Houston) My Wyatts, my friends I don’t want this to end But I’ve heard my old voice spreading hope in the wind And as sure as I’m NaN I’m sure of this plan So goodbye, please write me in Houston So goodbye, please write me in Hou- (NaN, Houston to Mexico City) From the gulf, past the border, I follow all the leads I flash to where the milk burns And the losers succeed I’ve learned to observe I’ve learned to redact Now my spirit turns wild Time to learn to fight back (Jaylen, Seattle to Canada) Coming home felt like a treat But now I’m leaving bittersweet This place I knew feels different now I guess I’m bound for different ground And maybe north is meant for me And finally I’ll find some pea- (NaN, Mexico City to San Francisco) I wake up with a cold shock, this bed is unfamiliar Stuck in a dream, it feels so real The mirror stares back, blood and grime Water washes yesterday away The days flickering by, where am I? What did I leave behin- (Jaylen, Canada to Charleston) You don't know where to look So you look at my glove At the stitching flecked with dust Carrying the ghosts of border roads And I don't know If this good boy will find a home A Alone in the north, but I know The smacking bats Still echo in the twilight ringing true With the voices calling me down to Charleston Down into this den of thieves (Sixpack Dogwalker, Hawaii to Dallas) Woof woof, woof woof Woof woof woof woof woof Woof woof, woof woof Woof woof woof woof woof Woof woof, woof woof Woof woof woof woof woof Woof woof, woof woof Woof woof woofwoofwoofwoofwoof (Wyatt, In the Feedback) Why can’t they hear me (Where'd you go?) in the static, the snow? (I'm getting lost in the feedback) I can feel myself going (Gotta find my own way back) But I don’t wanna let go (Gotta find my own way back) With each inch of cable, some meaning is lost (Where'd you go?) I’m lo-fi and painless, I’ve talked to the boss (I'm getting lost in the feedback) Your diaphragm's a megaphone, your voice is my voice (Gotta find my own way back) Put my hope in the shortwave, I don’t have any choice (Gotta find my own way back) I can see everything (Where'd you go?) But not how this ends (I'm getting lost in the feedback) This one’s for my friends (Gotta find my own way back) This one’s for my friends (Gotta find my own way back) This one’s for my friends
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How are you supposed to feel, When your dreams and your nightmares become real? But at the same time It feels like a mistake I wanna fear, and I wanna cry But what if my friends and I all die? At this point we have nothing left to do but fight Give them hell, give them hell For everyone in a shell For all the birds in the stands For all your teammates who fell Give them hell, give them hell Cause though you bade them farewell There's a chance you might bring them back Give them hell, give them hell For everyone in a shell For all the birds in the stands For all your teammates who fell Give them hell, give them hell Cause though you bade them farewe-
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RIV 04:30
(did I miss something? shoot. let me know next time.) A glint, a flash, the form gives way Hot white and fade to grey Rogue umps spiteful on this day They’re gone but not forgotten Ash remains, their souls aweigh Heavy hearts do not dismay For oh what price one would pay To see your friends again Do you want to see your friends again? (hall, flame, see your friends, hall, flame, see your friends) Do you want to see your friends again? (hall, flame, see your friends, hall, flame, see your friends) Do you want to see your friends again? (hall, flame, see your friends, hall, flame, see your friends) Do you want to see your friends again? (hall, flame, see your friends, hall, flame, see your friends) Fervent fans commence to reel Hope to cope and help to heal I will make you a deal You want to see your friends? Tiny eggs you must acquire Feed me that which I desire Hoist them up above the pyre And see your friends again Do you want to see your friends again? (hall, flame, see your friends, hall, flame, see your friends) Do you want to see your friends again? (hall, flame, see your friends, hall, flame, see your friends) Do you want to see your friends again? (hall, flame, see your friends, hall, flame, see your friends) Do you want to see your friends again? (hall, flame, see your friends, hall, flame, see your friends) Do you want to see your friends again? (Boyfriend, Landry, Randall, Workman, Olive, Dom, Sebastian, Doyle) Do you want to see your friends again? (Sunshine, Kiki, Yasmin, Lotus, Emmett, Jaylen) Do you want to see your friends again? (Boyfriend, Landry, Randall, Workman, Olive, Dom, Sebastian, Doyle) Do you want to see your friends again? (Sunshine, Kiki, Yasmin, Lotus, Emmett, Jaylen) Do you want to see your friends again? (Boyfriend, Landry, Randall, Workman, Olive, Dom, Sebastian, Doyle) Do you want to see your friends again? (Sunshine, Kiki, Yasmin, Lotus, Emmett, Jaylen)
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Have hope the world ain’t so bad I know that things ain’t been that Straightforward twists and turns lead You towards an end you can’t see The deal that you’ve been dealt It just isn’t fair And this might get scary But I think there’s a way we can Buy ourselves a getaway A quick escape from everything And maybe there will come a day Where I’ll get the chance to Make all the plans and you’ll Run down the streets in light While the sunshine isn’t hidden behind Any clouds and the moon Glows at night like it’s supposed to And you wake up each morning Not scared of the day to come I climbed my way to heaven To ask a couple questions All I could think at the top Is how you outshine any god The deal that you’ve been dealt It just isn’t fair And this might get scary But i think there’s a way we can Buy ourselves a getaway A quick escape from everything And maybe there will come a day Where I’ll get the chance to Make all the plans and you’ll Run down the streets in light While the sunshine isn’t hidden behind Any clouds and the moon Glows at night like it’s supposed to And you wake up each morning Not scared of the day to come I don’t know what’s Waiting for us But I think I’ve gotta try this There’s a chance that this brings It’s own set of things To worry about But all i care now Is that you see the spring (we're not just teams) And the life that it brings (we're protagonists) And that you get to bloom (and you're writing a story, i'll make sure you get in) I'll do what I can so you Can buy yourself a getaway A quick escape from everything And maybe there will come a day Where you’ll get the chance to Make all the plans and you’ll Run down the streets in light (as the sky grows dim) While the sunshine isn’t hidden behind (tell them I did my best) Any clouds and the moon glows at night like it’s supposed to (one more name for the ticker) And you wake up each morning not scared (no loss, no disappointment)
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Bet you think you’re tough A big old god come down from up high Think we got it rough But you miss a lot when you’re way up in the sky Cause we’ve been making deals with The devil you can’t see You wanna play with idols Try a taste of equity We may not look like much we May start from nothing but we Got way more spirit than a Nut who thinks he’s god You don’t know anything bout The mess you’ve started now Best get your weapons ready Cause we are tearing down your walls Tell us to submit You’re not the only one who gets to make plans No we won’t remit You’re the one who’ll pay for the blood on your hands You’ve had a decent run We’ll concede that much to you But you’re blocking out the sun And we’re tired of the view We may not look like much we May start from nothing but we Got way more spirit than a Nut who thinks he’s god You don’t know anything bout The mess you’ve started now Best get your weapons ready Cause we are tearing down your walls (SERIOUSLY? It cannot be overstated - they have really done it now, folks. Difficult diplomatic tensions have reached an all time high here in the ILB, as fans spend a hundred million snacks on the monitor, and this nut begins to crack. As all sides are feeling increasingly crabby, we’re seeing uncovered in real time that plots of nepodtism may cost more than these players can pay. The Shelled One has pulled together its pods, and The Monitor has summoned their stars. That's STRIKE FOUR!) We may not look like much we May start from nothing but we Got way more spirit than a Nut who thinks he’s god You don’t know anything bout The mess you’ve started now Best get your weapons ready Cause we are tearing down your walls We may not look like much we May start from nothing but we Got way more spirit than a Nut who thinks he’s god You don’t know anything bout The mess you’ve started now Best get your weapons ready Cause we are tearing down your walls
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I made a deal One More Game That’s the best I can do I don’t know what happens then But now more than ever Please stand together and fight Give them hell Give them hell For everyone in a shell For all the birds in the stands And all your teammates who fell Give them hell Even if it means farewell There’s a chance to bring them back Bow before me You can not win Power They are mine I am infinite I am the snack Witness, true power Give them hell Give them hell For everyone in a shell For all the birds in the stands And all your teammates who fell Give them hell Even if it means farewell There’s a chance to bring them back
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Godspeed, you beautiful bastards Send me a postcard while you're up there Godspeed, without you we're disasters If it were up to me, i wouldn't let you go Godspeed, you beautiful bastards Send me a postcard while you're up there Godspeed, without you we're disasters If it were up to me, i wouldn't let you go I wouldn't let you go
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You hate us for who we are While we hate you for what you’ve done We get all the bullets While you get all the guns And when a single one of us gets Marked for incineration It’s all of us that’s been hit And you can expect retaliation Cause we know people who have died Well before their time And it isn’t really fair But how are we to set that right? We have to make a plan And work out what is coming next And make it out alive With everyone that’s left That we have left We’re tougher than you think we are We keep up our survival And when we kill our demons It also means we kill our idols You’re not gonna buy us off There is no simple, easy fix Cause all of us have been hurt And we’re going to stay pissed Cause we know people who have died Well before their time And it isn’t really fair But how are we to set that right? We have to make a plan And work out what is coming next And make it out alive With everyone that’s left That we have left I want you to feel joyous I want you to feel okay I want you to wake up tomorrow And fight another day I want you to look back And see how far that we’ve all came I want you to remember them And carry on their name Cause we know ways we can survive After all this time We learn from our past So we can make it out alright We have to stay alert And be ready for what is next We’ll make it out alive With everyone that’s left That we have- Cause we know ways we can survive After all this time We learn from our past So we can make it out alright We have to stay alert And be ready for what is next We’ll make it out alive With everyone that’s left That we have left Cause we know ways we can survive After all this time We learn from our past So we can make it out alright We have to stay alert And be ready for what is next We’ll make it out alive With everyone that’s left That we have left

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released October 1, 2021

The Garages (for this album) are:

Max Cohen - Bass, Lead and Rhythm Guitar, Synths, Vocals
Zack Eccleston - Guitar, Piano, Synth, Vocals
Andreas Engström - Bass, Lead and Rhythm Guitar, Production, Vocals
Melissa Johnson - Auxiliary Percussion, Drums, Vocals
Tegan Eden Kronwall - Guitar, Ukulele, Vocals
June September - Barks, Ukulele, Vocals
rain - Bass, Lead and Rhythm Guitar, Vocals
Riley Banks - Guitar, Piano, Synths, Vocals
Robin Yu - Guitars, Production, Synths, Vocals
Florian Zandt - Bass, Guitar, Production, Vocals

Dialogue Provided by Sam Rosenthal, Ump Sunman, and Ump Cake

Book Side mixed by Max Cohen
Nut Side mixed by Robin Yu
Flame Side mixed by Andreas Engström
Monitor Side mixed by rain

Graphic Design by Mark Borgions

Production assisted by iam8bit

Drum engineering by Chris Teti at Silver Bullet Studios in Burlington, CT




Detailed credits:

The Return:
composition, keys and lead vocals by Riley Banks
lead and acoustic guitar by Andreas Engström
rhythm guitar by Max Cohen
bass by Rain
backing vocals by Zack Eccleston
drums by Melissa Johnson

A Horrible Mistake We Will Make Again and Again:
composition and rhythm guitar by Max Cohen
vocals by June September
lead guitar and bass by Rain
drums and auxiliary percussion by Melissa Johnson

The First Ain't The Last:
composition, vocals and ukulele by Tegan Kronwell
guitar by Andreas Engström
bass by Rain
drums by Melissa Johnson

The Ballad Of Unremarkable Derrick Krueger:
composition, arrangement and guitar by Max Cohen
lead vocals by Riley Banks
bass by Andreas Engström
backing vocals by Zack Eccleston and Tegan Kronwell
drums and auxiliary percussion by Melissa Johnson

Fight Gods:
composition, lead guitar, bass and backing vocals by Rain
lead vocals and drums by Melissa Johnson
rhythm guitar by Max Cohen
gang vocals by Mitchell Keys, Dallin Grimm, Christine Williamson, Navigator Riley, (Im)Perfect Pitch), Fizzabelle, Sigilcrafter Aya, Levi Squier, Autumn, Rosie Drown, Apha Lex, Jennifer Cat, Yana, Benjamin Reed and Seb

Nut Economy:
composition and lead vocals by June September
acoustic guitar by Andreas Engström
auxiliary percussion by Melissa Johnson
whistles by Tegan Kronwell
gang vocals by Max Cohen, Zack Eccleston, Melissa Johnson, and Tegan Kronwell

In My Arms:
composition, vocals, guitar, and synths by Riley Banks
bass by Max Cohen
drums by Melissa Johnson

Beautiful Day:
composition and acoustic guitar by Riley Banks
lead vocals by Rain
bass by Max Cohen
backing vocals by Robin Yu
trumpet by A Guy On Fiverr
drums by Melissa Johnson

In The Feedback:
composition, guitar and bass by Rain
lead vocals by Riley Banks and Melissa Johnson
drums by Melissa Johnson

Go Dei*y Yourself:
composition, vocals, lead guitar and synth by Zack Eccleston
rhythm guitar by Tegan Kronwell
bass by Andreas Engström
drums by Melissa Johnson

Into The Void:
composition, arrangement, lead vocals, and bass by Andreas Engström
piano by Zack Eccleston
backing vocals by Melissa Johnson, Zack Eccleston and Riley Banks
drums by Melissa Johnson

RISE:
composition, lead vocals and guitar by Tegan Kronwell
bass and synth by Andreas Engström
backing vocals and drums by Melissa Johnson

Ruby Tuesday:
composition, rhythm guitar, and bass by Rain
lead vocals by Zack Eccleston
lead guitar by Max Cohen
additional lyrics by Hailey O'Gorman
drums by Melissa Johnson

No Half Measures:
composition, lead vocals, and ukulele by June September
lead vocals by Tegan Kronwell

SHELLED:
composition, lead vocals, rhythm guitar, and synth by Robin Yu
lead guitar by Max Cohen
bass by Rain
drums by Melissa Johnson

Flickering:
First Section:
lyrics by Max Cohen
arrangement and performance by Tegan Kronwell

Second Section:
lyrics by Max Cohen
arrangement and vocals by Melissa Johnson
acoustic guitar by Andreas Engström

Third Section:
lyrics by Max Cohen
arrangement, vocals, and guitar by Riley Banks
bass by Andreas Engström
drums by Melissa Johnson

Fourth Section:
by Zack Eccleston

Fifth Section:
by Andreas Engström

Sixth Section:
composition, vocals, guitar, and bass by Florian Zandt
drums by Melissa Johnson

Seventh Section:
lyrics by Max Cohen
arrangement and performance by June September

Eighth Section:
composition, lead vocals and guitar by Max Cohen
bass by Rain
backing vocals by Tegan Kronwell
drums by Melissa Johnson

Boss Battle I:
composition, rhythm guitar and backing vocals by Robin Yu
lead vocals by Riley Banks
lead guitar and bass by Andreas Engström
drums by Melissa Johnson

RIV:
composition and lead vocals by Melissa Johnson
lead guitar by Rain

Morning Is Coming:
composition, lead vocals and piano by Zack Eccleston
guitar by Max Cohen
bass by Andreas Engström
backing vocals by Riley Banks
drums by Melissa Johnson

We May Not Look Like Much:
lyrics by Zack Eccleston
arrangement and lead vocals by Tegan Kronwell
bass by Max Cohen
drums by Melissa Johnson
gang vocals by Zack Eccleston, Melissa Johnson, June September, Mitchell Keys, Dallin Grimm, Christine Williamson, Navigator Riley, (Im)Perfect Pitch), Fizzabelle, Sigilcrafter Aya, Levi Squier, Autumn, Rosie Drown, Apha Lex, Jennifer Cat, Yana, Benjamin Reed and Seb

Boss Battle II:
composition, lead vocals, guitar, and bass by Andreas Engström
drums by Melissa Johnson

Godspeed (Reprise):
by Robin Yu

Everyone That's Left:
composition, lead vocals, rhythm guitar and bass by Rain
lead guitar by Max Cohen
drums by Melissa Johnson
gang vocals by Max Cohen, Zack Eccleston, Melissa Johnson, June September, Mitchell Keys, Dallin Grimm, Christine Williamson, Navigator Riley, (Im)Perfect Pitch), Fizzabelle, Sigilcrafter Aya, Levi Squier, Autumn, Rosie Drown, Apha Lex, Jennifer Cat, Yana, Benjamin Reed and Seb

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