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Seek Shellter

from Immaterial Shores by the garages

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lyrics

That fateful day, the shelled one came
(Oh-ho, emergency alert)
It all began when the Thieves were shamed
(Whoa-ho seek shelter)

The shelled one came for discipline
(Oh-ho, emergency alert)
The time has come, so let’s begin
(Whoa-ho seek shelter)

Way, hey, the gods must go
Let’s give that nut the old heave ho
Way, hey, the gods must go
It’s time to face the discipline

The shelled one’s pods, they took the field
(Oh-ho, emergency alert)
Then Wyatt hit and their fate was sealed
(Whoa-ho seek shelter)

The Crabs, they took it on the chin
(Oh-ho, emergency alert)
That single, well, it did them in
(Whoa-ho seek shelter)

Way, hey, the gods must go
Let’s give that nut the old heave ho
Way, hey, the gods must go
It’s time to face the discipline

The Hall Stars rose and took the field
(Oh-ho, their spirits on the rise)
It’s now or never, do not yield
(Whoa-ho let’s rally)

They made a deal, just one more game
(Oh-ho, their spirits on the rise)
The Microphone called out their names
(Whoa-ho let’s rally)

Way, hey, the gods must go
Let’s give that nut the old heave ho
Way, hey, the gods must go
It’s time to face the discipline

The peanut’s hit, they seem surprised
(The skies shift, the crows take hold)
A crack appears, now compromised
(Whoa-ho let’s do this)

The shelled one swore we could not win
(The skies shift, the crows take hold)
Then Jaylen took the mound again
(Whoa-ho let’s do this)

Way, hey, the gods must go
Let’s give that nut the old heave ho
Way, hey, the gods must go
It’s time to face the discipline

The shelled one’s pods were on the ropes
(Oh-ho, but will it be enough?)
But can the Hall Stars dare to hope?
(Whoa-ho let’s do this)

Then Dominic ran home again,
(Oh-ho, but will it be enough?)
The shelled ones failed, they lost the game
(Whoa-ho we did it)

Way, hey, the gods must go
We gave that nut the old heave ho
Way, hey, the gods must go
We fin’ly faced the discipline

Way, hey, the gods must go
We gave that nut the old heave ho
Way, hey, the gods must go
We fin’ly faced the discipline

[sound effect, *CRONCH* followed by chewing]

Hmm… kinda bland.
You all eat these?
What's the point?

credits

from Immaterial Shores, released April 26, 2021
by Raccoon Fink (raccoonfink.bandcamp.com), background & gang vocals by Sci-Fi Boyfriend
(sciencefictionboyfriend.bandcamp.com), Jace Rose, Silverwing, Cliff, Levi Squier (VNN) (Social: @SquierVoices), Sláinte, Shiro Iridia (@shiromisa), monitor vocals by Cyn

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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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