Kids are dying in the streets
Every other block you’ll find two or three
The ones that aren’t yet, they wish they were
Enslaved to a god that we helped create
In the name of suffering a cure came out
One that would take the pain away
But it leaves you on your knees
And it binds you in addictions chains
Two by two by two by two
The dead and dying stare up at you
No plague so virulent as this
No addiction so synthetic
Suck off the covers, crush up a line
You’ll be low as shit in no fucking time
And nothing that bothers you could ever again
And never would again
Yet a plant remains demonized
While an entire population dies
But what use are poor kids with no hope or prayer?
Maybe when bankers start to die, then they’ll start to care...
The songs on the latest from Worriers hurtle forward breathlessly, with hook after hook topped by scorching vocal melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 16, 2023
Restless, agitated no wave for modern times built around razor-sharp guitar and roiling percussion from Jane Doe Ensemble. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 16, 2022