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This Promised Land (Album)


Title: This Promised Land (Album)

Link: https://order227.bandcamp.com/album/this-promised-land

Released on: 13 Sep 2019

Comments:

This Promised Land is Order#227's debut album.

Music written and performed by Order#227
Lyrics by Rabid except Paedo Playground by Isaac

All tracks recorded and engineered by Geezer at Warehouse Studios.
Album cover photo credit: Gary Knight (Flikr, CC BY 2.0)

Produced by Order#227
@order227band
order227.co.uk

Published by Not One Step Back Records
notonestepbackrecords.co.uk

Tracks on This Promised Land (Album):

From the safety of the bunker they analyse the facts
Enemies inside but there's families in the flats
Calculation says that the losses will be high
Target's our priority - they do it anyway.

Generals talking numbers and the UN's urging calm
Families pay the price losing heads and arms

Collateral Damage
The losses obscene
You wanna clean war so it's sold as seen
Collateral Damage
Collateral Damage

No boots on the ground but the drones are in the air
Locked and loaded bringing death without a sound
Statistics don't lie when you only see the facts
A hand reaching out from the rubble on the ground

Generals talking numbers and the UN's urging calm
Families pay the price losing heads and arms

Collateral Damage
The losses obscene
You wanna clean war so it's sold as seen
Collateral Damage
Collateral Damage

Orphaned children, and another amputation
Recruitment drive for the next generation
Burnt out street and flaming tyre
There's no such thing as friendly fire

Generals talking numbers and the UN's urging calm
Families pay the price losing heads and arms

Collateral Damage
The losses obscene
You wanna clean war so it's sold as seen
Collateral Damage
Collateral Damage

Collateral Damage
The losses obscene
You wanna clean war so it's sold as seen
Collateral Damage
Collateral Damage

You sent me off to learn at school
To learn what's right, play by the rules.
You told me that the world is round
And miners still worked underground.
You told me things are black and white
No in between, just wrong and right.
You said the law is strong and true
Believe in Jesus, God bless you!

Don't take in their pack of lies
Just see the world through your own eyes
Stand and fight back when they say
"You'll never be much anyway."

I don't think so.

They say just play the game, your part
This world could be your piece of art
Your life's made out, you're bought and sold
So don't just do what you were told.
Droning bee or worker ant
You're factory fodder, I hear you chant
They say that work will set you free
But fuck all that, that's not for me

Don't take in their pack of lies
Just see the world through your own eyes
Stand and fight back when they say
"You'll never be much anyway."

I don't think so.

Is there something in the bag for me,
A little something in the bag for me?
'cause it's all right for you but not for us.
Is there something in the bag for me,
A little something in the bag for me?
'cause it's all right for you but not for us.

Fuck you lawyer cunts
Fuck you corporate stunts
Fuck you fat cat bores
Fuck you banker whores
'cause it's all right for you but not for us
'cause it's all right for you but not for us.

Is there something in the bag for me,
A little something in the bag for me?
'cause it's all right for you but not for us.
Is there something in the bag for me,
A little something in the bag for me?
'cause it's all right for you but not for us.

Fuck you lawyer cunts
Fuck you corporate stunts
Fuck you fat cat bores
Fuck you banker whores
'cause it's all right for you but not for us
'cause it's all right for you but not for us.

Fuck you lawyer cunts
Fuck you corporate stunts
Fuck you fat cat bores
Fuck you banker whores
'cause it's all right for you but not for us
'cause it's all right for you but not for us.

Gonna kill you ‘cause you’re different to me
Wipe out your identity
Raze your church and burn your school
Bayonet your babies cos there's no rules

Shoot them, burn them, poison the water
Gotta get a name for industrial slaughter
Shoot them, burn them, poison the water
Gotta get a name for industrial slaughter
Generation Genocide

Gonna kill you ‘cause your richer than me
Steal your home and industry
Send you out east on a cattle truck
Concentration camp, good luck

Shoot them, burn them, poison the water
Gotta get a name for industrial slaughter
Shoot them, burn them, poison the water
Gotta get a name for industrial slaughter
Generation Genocide

Gonna kill you ‘cause we pray differently
Mosques and Synagogues burn brightly
Chemical Weapons as a last resort
No conscience here and I can't get bought

Shoot them, burn them, poison the water
Gotta get a name for industrial slaughter
Shoot them, burn them, poison the water
Gotta get a name for industrial slaughter
Generation Genocide

John drinks 20 cans a day
John drinks 20 cans a day
Helps him block out -
Block out the pain inside

Zoe started smoking crack
Zoe's started smoking crack
Self medicated -
Paid by the crowd

Neil stays in his room all day
Neil stays in his room all day
Learning how -
Best to inflict pain

They’re all
They’re all
Case for concern

Mary’s scared to go outside
Mary's scared to go outside
There's people out there -
Are gonna do her in

Harry injects twice a day
Harry injects twice a day
Cos modern living -
Just ain't his thing

My heads gonna fucking blow
My heads gonna fucking blow
Dunno when -
But I know fucking why

They’re all
They’re all
Case for concern

They’re a case, they’re a case, they’re a case for concern.

Man on the street
Don't you turn away
Man on the street
Looks like he's here to stay
Don't you turn your eyes
Don't you turn away
Man on the street
It's his time today

Man on the street
What fucking placed you there
Man on the street
Got no one to care
Don't you turn your eyes
Don't you turn away
Man on the street
It's his time to today

Just tell me how you'd feel
If that was you not him
You'd tell me your life stories
Your mother's love for Gin
Just how your father left you
A life that should have been
Just tell me how you'd feel
If that was you not him

Man on the street.

Don't like modern technology
Secret eyes are watching me
Filming everything I do
CCTV IP See you

Technolojihad
Technolojihad
Technolojihad
Technolo

Smartphone tablet make a bid
Sell your soul I'll sell your kid
Torch your house and watch it blaze
Caught on film delete erase

Technolojihad
Technolojihad
Technolojihad
Technolo

They're watching you

Don't like modern technology
Secret eyes are watching me
Filming me with your new toys
Stand and fight resist destroy

Technolojihad
Technolojihad
Technolojihad
Technolo

Don't you know
Free speech ended years ago
You think your life's secure and free
Living in this democracy
Don't be fooled and watch your back
It's the secret police for the Union Jack.

And if you figure on staying upright
Don't talk trouble with the law in sight
And if you figure on staying alive
Shut your mouth, swallow your pride
Stay Alive

The police broke in
And I was beaten to the floor
Dressed in black just eyes for a face
Move with purpose, menace and pace
Bagging up documents, this is their law
Cuffed me up, forget any more

And if you figure on staying upright
Don't talk trouble with the law in sight
And if you figure on staying alive
Shut your mouth, swallow your pride
Stay Alive
Stay Alive

When I came to
Bound and gagged and black and blue
Threat of violence hangs in the air
I try to resist but I ain't got a prayer
Boots on my back and I'm feeling alone
Mood is dark, destination unknown.

If you figure on staying upright
Don't talk trouble with the law in sight
And if you figure on staying alive
Shut your mouth, swallow your pride
Stay Alive
Stay Alive

Dead

Grab your coat and bin your grub
We've got a date on down the pub
Forget the grass, forget the lawn
You don't know you're fuckin' born

Pub crawl
Drinking all night
Pub crawl
Get in a fight
Pub crawl
Drinking all night
Pub crawl
Doing all right

Doing powder on the toilet seat
Fuckin' flying this gear is great
Ten more boozers still to come
Drink your beers down in one

Pub crawl
Drinking all night
Pub crawl
Get in a fight
Pub crawl
Drinking all night
Pub crawl
Doing all right

Pub crawl
Drinking all night
Pub crawl
Get in a fight
Pub crawl
Drinking all night
Pub crawl
Doing all right

You fucking cunt, you spilled my beer
Fucking bastard, fucking queer
I'm a fucking hard boy can't you tell?
Door slams shut on my prison cell

Pub crawl
Drinking all night
Pub crawl
Get in a fight
Pub crawl
Drinking all night
Pub crawl
Doing all right, you cunt.

The signs were there from an early age
Fists and boots taking centre stage
Mother says it's the neighbourhood
Knowing soon her words are caked in blood

He's the one who seems to have it all
Cocaine parties, kids and summer balls
A perfect family and a perfect life
But Cambridge boy likes to beat his wife

Wife Beater

He steals the smile from her face
No happy endings in this place
The same excuses, "I tripped, I fell"
Knowing soon she'll return to hell

He's the one who seems to have it all
Cocaine parties, kids and summer balls
A perfect family and a perfect life
But Cambridge boy likes to beat his wife

"I can't take no more of this life", she said

He's the one who seems to have it all
Cocaine parties, kids and summer balls
A perfect family and a perfect life
But Cambridge boy likes to beat his wife

Wife Beater

A quiet funeral cos there's no friends
A tragic story with a bitter end
Left his mark in this neighbourhood
She slit her wrists in a bath of blood

He's the one who seems to have it all
Cocaine parties, kids and summer balls
A perfect family and a perfect life
But Cambridge boy likes to beat his wife

Wife Beater

He still gets a hard on
When he’s walking past the school
Or sitting in the park
Watching kiddies kick a ball
Now he’s got a reason
Not to throw it all away
Someone else can take the risk
Of making children play

The internet, the internet
The internet is a paedo playground

He doesn’t like risk
Of being spotted on the streets
Enticing little children
With his magic and his treats
He’s moved twice already
To avoid being seen
But now he feels safe
Behind his filthy little screen

The internet, the internet
The internet is a paedo playground

The government’s response?
They’ll monitor it all
Every minute you’re online
Every HTTP call
Their clever little plan
Is woefully unsound
‘Cause the filthy fucking rapists
Are already underground

The internet, the internet
The internet is a paedo playground

"Where we going?" Grandmother asks.
"It's a surprise, you'll never guess,
Here we are, now isn't it nice?
I know you're wary by the look in your eyes."

"Come inside, please take the weight,
Today's the day you discover your fate
Have a drink, it will help you to relax,
In 30 seconds you'll be flat on your back."

We're not callous, cruel or naive,
We just don't think you should continue to breathe
"Come on people, it's time to take your place -
Select your weapon and aim for the face!"

Smother Party

We're not violent or fuelled by hate
We've all got a best - STOP, she's still breathing...

Smother Party

We're not violent or fuelled by hate,
We've all got a best use-by date
Come on people, let's party like you do,
Trying not to think when this'll happen to you

Smother Party

Please Mr Postman, look and see,
Is there a pillow in the closet for me?



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