Pariah Days

by Severance Package

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released October 1, 2018

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Severance Package Chico, California

Classic punk power trio w/ Robin and Josh Indar (Black Fork) and Mike Erpino (Breakouts, Special Forces).

Formed in 2009, S/P has played up and down the west coast alongside the likes of Murder City Devils, Citizen Fish, No Bunny, Red Dons, Paul Collins, Jonathon Richman, etc.
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Track Name: Scissors Gonna Cut Ya
You put down all my friends - you think you're better than all of them. Not only is that not true, I'm ready to say "Goodbye to you."

You really ought to pay more attention to the way your actions are affecting those close to you, and when you lash out at a mutual friend, I gotta ask why.

See it on your posts on the internet, about how rude the people are but I'm willing to bet that the first shots fired came from your camp and not theirs.

So you can play the picked-on victim if you wanna, I won't pay no mind to bullshit that you're gonna try to use to distract me from what's going on.

So much insecurity, so I go about my business with you vibing me., Paranoia is the destroyer, don't ya know?

Try to shake down sympathy, while you reinvent the meaning of cruelty, 'cuz being mean isn't really mean if it's not treating you like a deity.

Take away the superficial things and what you're left with is you , standing on a pile of victims, drinking champagne.

Somebody cut you long ago. Somebody cut you way down deep. And now you take that pain and spread it around.

Enough of this, enough of that. If change is what you seek then self-reflect. Is there anything you can do to turn this sorry old tub around?

Why can't we all just get along? And I can write a much more pleasant song about all the friendly people being so nice.

But until then...

Scissors gonna cut ya, cut ya out of my life.
Track Name: Fear Farina
They're closing down the border, closing up their minds
Locking all the doors and shutting all the blinds
And we sit there, forgive us all we just sit there
While they reshape the laws and rename the gods
Redefine the words and set loose the dogs
We won't take it
But we don't know how not to take it

Their laws are made of paper
And people eat their shame
We bleed the blood of martyrs
To feed their need to blame

Goodbye to union, goodbye to jobs
Maybe we're better off, we were always just cogs
They use us
They use us in exchange for our silence
Escape to an island, escape to a screen
We don't believe in nothing, it's all just a dream
Compliance
We have it all and yet we have nothing

We bleed the blood of martyrs
To feed their need to blame
Their laws are made of paper
And people eat their shame

There's a hot wind blowing, do ya think it'll snow?
Just for once I wish you'd tell me something worthwhile to know
This country is a petty waste of illusion

While they reshape the laws and rename the gods
Redefine the words and set loose the dogs
They use us
They use us in exchange for our silence
Track Name: Clockwatch
You thought that it would be a good idea to break into the office at night and Xerox your ass.
Fluorescent lights keeping you awake in the dead-end graveyard shift makes you want to cut your arms.
People were wondering what was that funky lingering smell coming from the copy machine.
After days and days of stink they found out you filled up the ink with dried shrimp because you were bored.
*Chorus*:
And so you clock watch.
Because you hate your job. Maintain the disarray, and dream of layoffs.
Hung over from the night before you’re 30 minutes late and your boss gives you the eye.
You were sure that no one would find out that you came in after hours for a wild drunken orgy. Cameras hidden in the corners caught you doing nasty things to your bosses coffee mug.
What happened to the security tapes? What happened to the security tapes? Your headache so big you’re going to implode.
*Chorus*
Hurry up. Here comes the dinner rush. You didn’t thaw out the meat, and we’re out of garlic fries.
What are you doing? The gravy goes on the side! Now you have to make it again. So this time don’t screw up!
You told that customer that you didn’t beat off in their meal, but that was a lie they caught it all on tape. This they returned for being too cold, this they returned for being too bland, so make it again or the boss will dock your pay.
*Chorus*
Track Name: Manufactured
Production slows
Machine overload
Human machines
Mass producing

Ratios, this golden mean
Reflects the perfection of routine
Revisions performed too late
We've severed the fingers of fate

Manufactured destiny
Can't decode who I might be
Pull out the wires, send me back to the factory

Chosen, you've chosen one
Final subroutine to run
Revisions performed too late
To catch the severed head of fate

Manufactured destiny
Can't decode who I might be
Pull out the wires and erase my memory