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Sunk

by Sans Armada

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1.
We'll cross a river of blood In a skin canoe Tattooed hides Of rugged individuals Laced together With sinew We've saved Our cheese rinds And kept our powder dry Stocked up on alcohol To drink and sterilize Do you know what this hatchet means? Prepper Visions Not just yet Prepper Visions Please not just yet Prepper Visions Repack the flight case Hardtack, knives, Chloroquine Our passport DNA stamped with a tactical pen We’ve sown Runner beans Nurtured on the sly Stored enough active yeast To help our kingdom rise Do you know what this flour means? Prepper Visions Not just yet Prepper Visions Please not just yet Prepper Visions Our sight grew dark To light the way We lit the spark Set fears ablaze Do you know what this bucket means? Do you know what foil blankets mean? Got some supplies Keep 'em mobilized Got some supplies...
2.
Yeah, I want you And I need you All you want from me is to feed you On all fours all dressed in black Nails done Coat clean Sometimes your teeth are mean I can’t keep you off of me Midnight Princess Pull the chain I try and keep up with you And your animalistic games Midnight Princess Have your way Never enough praise and love for you Ya sleep all day Pink necklace Brown Eyes Not shy about speaking your mind Spin around, pull on my strings Always alert You hear things Gifts that a courier brings Deliver thrill and anxious feelings Midnight Princess Pull the chain I try and keep up with you And your animalistic games Midnight Princess Have your way Never enough praise and love for you Ya sleep all day You sleep all day, come on! I can’t leave you I do need you I can’t leave you I do need you
3.
I know you’ve mastered the Mashed Potato And you’ve been working on perfecting the Floss Well, we have a new dance that’s not a dance at all An easy something called a four way stop Your hands ten-two on the wheel Or nine-three if that’s how you roll You see the stop sign coming up now? Give the brakes a toe tap hello Watch me watch you with white knuckles Like you’ve never seen this dance before I’m not proud of these white knuckles But you don’t know a why from a what for Move your head from side to side now Right to left, just so you know Here’s the part that loses some folks First one there is the first to go Watch me watch you with white knuckles We’ve all danced to this familiar score I’m not proud of these white knuckles But you just will not hit that empty floor Like an awkward eighth grade mixer And you’re the shrinking shy wallflower We’ll get through this dance together This song ends we go and find another Watch me watch you with white knuckles This inaction makes my muscles sore I’m not proud of these white knuckles But I don’t want to sit here anymore The wilting rose Is comatose And all it is Is do-si-dos The wilting rose Is comatose Time to go Time to go
4.
Old Skull 03:13
Oh, My head is poundin’ Ain’t got no relief Seems everything’s screamed at me What do I believe A different angle, a different view Seems all the same to me A twisted derby of high horses With jockeys that can’t see I don’t know And I don’t care I’ve got an old skull you see All the things you care about Mean very little to me Information gone askew Words twisted and tweezed Reactions watched and added up The superpowers are pleased Throw more nonsense in my face They say the message is key Added points to the board No forest through the trees I don’t wanna know About some dude in Fresno with an Elvis Cheeto. I don’t really care That Eric got a haircut with highlights just like Linda Blair I don’t know And I don’t care I’ve got an old skull you see All the things you care about Mean very little to me All the things you care about Mean very little to me
5.
Your mom had never served a salad cut Tighter than an iceberg wedge Then she got that Veg-O-Matic And a recipe for honey mustard vinaigrette Four letters on that package Same four as on that ad Selling rock chopped and mixed together Like that first Sunday morning hash Flip the record And crank that volume high Turn it to the other side Flip the record I need more of that high This disk is electrified! Swimming past Dirty Deeds and B.O.C. Paddling the alphabet Though you did the Frank Frazetta You know you can’t stand Molly Hatchet As you approach the end You’ll hit the Various bin Those airbrushed covers call Like sirens, rock sirens singing Flip the record And crank that volume high Turn it to the other side Flip the record I need more of that high These riffs here are verified! Full Tilt, Rock 80 Radio Active Your best friend’s mom Got Hooked on Classics Flip the record And crank that volume high Turn it to the other side Flip the record I need more of that high This disk is electrified! K-T-E-L K-T-E-L K-T-E-L K-T-E-L
6.
Slow Demise 06:32
Back in Lenten vegetarian times We nibbled at our cages Thinking back on grey salami And just how good it tasted The cage doors opened To the market’s embrace Then we were fed the science Of how to stuff a face Now we steep in milk and honey Cheap sugar and easy pie We slip on the rendered fat With which we grease our lives The sugar hardens As the cream turns ripe While those expeller presses Squeeze out every bite Extract of Irish moss, cold laboratory sheen Red 3 and Yellow 5, stored in Polyethylene They made the goods to bring us the best It’s a slow demise through abundance Invited in with ample portions Brute hospitality We’ll fill ‘till we’re overfull And all our contents start to leak Instinctive tallies How best to explain? Calories expended Verses calories gained Extract of Irish moss, cold laboratory sheen They set the subjects loose and kept the prices cheap They made the goods that made us a mess It’s a slow demise through abundance, yes Stabilizer, insulin spiker Vibrant colors, blooming ulcers Protein binders, cell mutator Thyroid killer, empire builder
7.
It all happened so fast Heart pooling blood in a pressure cast Little time left in the fog and rain With this bucket on my brain My throat burns with a citrus sting A warning light flashes, and alarm rings Sitting back looking high above Thinking about all the wasted love Gravity’s pulling Light waves refracting Time stands still for me The weight is crushing Seconds I’m counting Into the black, star filled sea The shake rattles me to the core I glance out of the cabin door This world makes it hard to leave Patches of prowess on my sleeve Final burn for the world to see I escape the grasp of reality Past the point of no return This was a hard lesson learned I don’t have control
8.
Dark Ones 05:31

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Sans Armada is:
Adam Burch - Guitar/Vocals
Stephen Chiatovich - Bass/Vocals
Theren Hayes - Drums/Percussion

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released September 27, 2021

Recorded between March and May 2021 at The Shop and Burch Recording by Adam Burch. Mixed by Adam Burch at Burch Recording.
Mastered by Levi Seitz at Black Belt Mastering. Cover art by Matthew Gaustad.

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