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the garages kill the gods

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1.
fight gods 03:23
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
2.
i need to email god, i have some issues and i'm placing my bets, cause i know who will lose and i am checking my phone to see who's next batting and i am tapping the button to accept all tracking and i'm waiting in line for a ticket to heaven and i am getting the slush at the seven-eleven and i am manifesting the world that i would like to create and i am checking my smart watch, because my uber is late no gods yeah, we're killing all gods and don't tell me the odds cause we're killing all gods no gods yeah, we're killing all gods and don't tell me the odds cause we're killing all gods and i stay up all night so i can fight the sun and i am buying the tickets so i can get more thumbs and i am waiting in line for a ticket to heaven i am getting the slush at the seven-eleven and i'm going to engage in rational discourse but god will not listen to my rational discourse so now i'm punching god, and i'm punching him with force cause he will not listen to my rational discourse no gods yeah, we're killing all gods and don't tell me the odds cause we're killing all gods no gods yeah, we're killing all gods and don't tell me the odds cause we're killing all gods
3.
For all our friends we lost On the way to claim a base Or pitching the hardest curveball they could muster This is for you I know how hard it is To get back on your feet After your buddy's turned into a pile of ash The umps don't feel a thing And we feel incomplete So what are we to do? Let's make a plan and With our friends in our hearts We'll kill the gods and Take back what was ours all along We get the band back together - woah oh, woah oh, woah oh We got our thumbs, we got our bats, what could go wrong? No gods just blaseball forever - forever For Jaylen & Bennett, Tiana & Shaq and unremarkable Derrick We'll take the stage and crank the amps up to eleven Setting course, for the sun, it's time to punch our way out Out of this slump, to dethrone the gods Take back what was ours all along We get the band back together - woah oh, woah oh, woah oh We got our thumbs, we got our bats, what could go wrong? No gods just blaseball forever - forever
4.
park it 06:49
Theodore Duendes the perfect captain Solid fundamentals and a great friend We need more sluggers like him and Allison Abbott We need less people like Mike Townsend We’ve got Luis Acevedo The best vocaloid in the league But I’ll get to that later We’ve got gwiff now and gwiff never wiffs I think he’s at least half owl; it’s unclear But we’ve got luis acevedo The only vocaloid who can also thwack When they’re at bat they bellow This next runs for hotdogfingers A victim of eldricth circumstance If she lived to see our new pitcher This next ground outs for mike Townsend We’re going to win in spite of you If we don’t win that’s totally ok, cuz you know we’re gonna pa pa pa pa Park it Park it Park it Park it Theodore duendes got the formula That’s why they call blaseball the sweet science He just walks up to the plate and says “soundgarden is pretty good, But they’re far from the best band out of Seattle” “Have you heard of this band Weep Wave? I’ll make you a mixtape after this” Then he hits a grand slam This next runs for hotdogfingers A victim of eldricth circumstance If she lived to see our new pitcher This next ground outs for mike Townsend We’re going to win in spite of you Out of the way, it’s duendesday season I know we’re anticapitalist But tianna cash didn’t have to die She was literally made of money Though I’m sure it informed her politics so for her we will just pa pa pa pa Park it Park it Park it  Hi is this thing on? My name is Mike Townsend, and I’m the current pitcher for the Seattle garages The previous pitcher, Jaylen Hotdogfingers, was incinerated She was the first one killed after the forbidden book was opened, And I remember just sitting there with Tianna when it happened, and at first I couldn’t figure out exactly what had occurred but after I realized she was gone for good I was like “ huh! That’s Blaseball for ya you know? “ Like I forgot who said it but someone said Blaseball is a game of inches, and if she was standing just three inches to the right of the mound I’m sure she would’ve been fine. Anyways shortly after that Duende said “I can’t believe you’re our pitcher now” and I said “what? I’m the new pitcher?” And he said “yeah I really can’t believe it” to which I said “oh jeez thanks how cool is this!” But as you probably know, I’m not really as good as hotdogfingers was, you know? I think the hotdogs let her throw the ball to more than one place without missing the strike zone, and she was even able to pitch it at different speeds! You know, I don’t have hotdogs for fingers, so I can’t do that. Anyways, so Im the pitcher now regardless, and I didn’t realize how much pressure it would be you know? Like every time I throw a walk off the fans are like “TOWNSEND!” And sometimes when someone hits a home run the fans will yell “TOWNSEND!!”, and sometimes when I pitch a bad game the fans will write a song called something like “Mike Townsend Is A Dissapointment” and it will become the new anthem of our team and it’ll play non stop on KGAR... You know how it is with Blaseball fans! Anyways I know I’m lucky to be the pitcher for such a great team, and I love my teammates but... I wish I was really good, you know? Like hotdogfingers good. Like, I could pitch a no no against the Hellmouth Sunbeams good. But, I’m not, you know? I’m not Jaylen Hotdogfingers, I’m not the best Blaseball pitcher in the league, I’m just kinda a goofball that the team likes to turn into a running gag. But we’ve won some games you know? And it’s not like we won those games WITHOUT me. And, you know, I’m not incinerated. At least, I’m not incinerated yet. I just want to be this big, bright, shiny star, and whenever I step out on the field I don’t want them to say “TOWNSEND!” Or “TOWNSEND!” I want them to say “TOWNSEND!” You know? Like “TOWNSEND!”. Ah... it’s so hard man. Anyways sorry to ramble, can I start over? OK. Hi my name is Mike Townsend, and I’m the pitcher for the Seattle Garages.
5.
The angels in the outfield we are unionizing To take take back that which we’ve earned And the demons in the innfield offer a hand solidarity’s its own special word And we work for eternity day after day And we still haven't received our pay If you think that’s okay Lord, Lord we ain't a-gonna be treated this way When we asked for bread and roses all we got were peanuts And your birds swarmed to pick them up And if blood be the price of all your wealth, FUCK God! we have paid enough! The angels in the outfield we are unionizing To take take back that which we’ve earned And the demons in the innfield offer a hand solidarity’s its own special word We were taught to shame the leeches, the pests of the beaches The demons we must always fight But God is the biggest leech of them all, Bloodsucking all day and all night Aren’t one two three, three strikes enough For you to see us, hear our cry If you’re gonna play it that way fine by us We’ll eat pie in the sky when you die The angels in the outfield we are unionizing To take take back that which we’ve earned And the demons in the innfield offer a hand solidarity’s its own special word And we’re taking their bats and we’re swinging at gods head, there’s so many of us there’s so many limbs so many eyes so many teeth so many sharp pointed feathers and we’re just going for it we’re all going for the kill we are killing the unkillable stopping the unstoppable and it’s the bottom of the ninth and the shame kicks in and now god is dead.
6.
i'm riding in the front seat of a train car hurtling towards the heavens and i'm gonna catch you alone and i got my bag packed, and it's full of stuff that i can then use when i fight them off and i'm gonna catch you alone when i look you in the eyes i will start to realise you're pathetic, in the worst ways you're spineless, like on most days when i look you in the eyes i will start to realise you're not going anywhere, going anywhere when you go to fight gods but none of them live up to it and all of them give up, does that make you feel better? when you go to fight gods but none of them meet your eyeline does that make you feel fine, or are you disappointed? no one you look up to is better than you are i'm riding in the front seat of a train car listening to songs on my ipod that will hype me up to take you on, or take you down but it's somewhere between track 6 and 7 that i realise that when i get up to heaven i'm gonna make you cry without lifting a finger
7.
I hate to see another friend burn I fought the umps and the umps won I fought the umps and the umps won They took our players from us, one by one I fought the umps and the umps won I fought the umps and the umps won I hit a flyout and I feel so bad We just need one more run Now they're walkin over with their eyes so mad I fought the umps and the umps won I fought the umps Their evil burns like a, hot sun I fought the umps and the umps won I fought the umps and the umps won It's almost like these umps are having fun I fought the umps and the umps won I fought the umps and the umps won They're looking at me I think I've been had I guess my days are done Well, maybe I can take one of em, with my bat I fought the umps and the umps won I fought the umps

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fight gods by rain (rainrain.bandcamp.com) with vocals by mucusqueen (@QueenMucus)
and i mean, all gods by rain (rainrain.bandcamp.com) with backing vocals by mucusqueen (@QueenMucus)
no gods, just blaseball by zandterbird (@zandterbird)
park it by ethan geller (revolveroscelot.bandcamp.com)
the angels' union, no. 23 by june september (juneseptember.bandcamp.com)
pathetic/spineless by rain (rainrain.bandcamp.com)
i fought the umps by yana (@VillainousGoo)

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released August 14, 2020

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we are the garages, an anarcho-syndicalist blaseball band from the fictional location of seattle. we make songs about being gay, the apocalypse, and fighting the gods. ... more

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