Demo 3.5 - Spilt 7"
Summertime Metal 2003
Grab the keys to the T-top Chevrolet, Slap on the mirrored sunglasses, we're gunna get crazed. This isn't prom night nor football pep rally, we're the LVACrew, and we're wrecking the valley. So turn off the Facts OF Life, cause morals will do you wrong tonight we're all about mellow hangs and keeping it tight. Cause I'm skipping class and spewing gas, homework's for suckers and curfew's be stupid. This is summer time metal.
Skatan
Go fast, get nuts. Totally skatan. No if and's of but's. Skatan or die, we got the world on lock down ba-bay. Skatan or die. If you ain't with it you ain't shit.
Never Lose Your Core
You've made your final cut, all the scenes are in place. You're finally ready to show your film, when all of the sudden. Catastrophe! You've lost your core, film's all over the floor, getting dusty and scratched, what a waste of cash. You could easily solve your problem if you'd only... get real... never lose your core, get a fucking reel!
Mad Dash Bike Race
This chaos bike race owns the town. Midnight races will mow you down. Mad Dash's got the street by the fucking throat. Pedal Hard! Cheating's encouraged, race or you'll be buried. We got gears of pure flame and any way's the right way.
Demo 3.0 - 7"
David Copperfield Should Fly into the Sun
Logic makes sense today, foolish minds enjoy being tricked. Earthbound laws are not broken by man; life's directly elegant. Miracles and amazement, knowledge of solar. Your secret's safe with me until more green comes my way. Mirror's cash your checks with out any love or obligation. Staged disease creeps in. Elevate yourself hero's bound in flames. Today's not the day. We will not tune it. We're all one of many names who've floated through. We fell out of the loop, hesitate and die. We have all the cards so play the hand your dealt. Gears don't turn themselves, it's needed something else. Magic can't exist if we accpet what's in the world. Single man can't rule a mass, we got it every hand.
LVAC (lehigh valley activity crew)
Save the world tonight at 7pm. Idealism's wearing a hole in your couch. Do yourself a favor and get off your ass. You know this never slows. Let's all play some kickball, come on y'all it'll be real neat. The field's wet but it's all good. The Activity Crew's in your fucking hood. You're drifting an endless cycle, while we're fordging endless gulfs. Clog your highways, clog your arteries. If these laws go unquestioned then activity's negated.
Bike's Rule, Car's Drool
A classic story that you'll find in any video store only this one stars me or you or anyone who's tired os senseless consumption. I'm tired of exposed depletion. This is no time to panic, because I would trade my time for efficiency anyday. With enough trial and error life's always a certainty. To avoid doing work, just turn the key. Bike's rule car's drool. The product has met its maker and epic battles are fought. A new gear fix that you'll find in any back yard brawl only this one hurts us and them and the whole world. Grab the wheel and drive off a cliff (or I'll fucking pedal on you) I would be happier.
The Mark of Instruction
This has gone on for so very long. Culture of misunderstanding we're taught the way but not the will. Dog shit work that has no meaning has driven more than Gods to spill. Hidden thought behind no process. Documented organism "Machine that would go of itself" Confront abrassive situations, develop just like the nest. You work my nerve you kill ideas. The more we mechanize our lives the more we die.
Dudes and Ludes
An imposter's heart attack, waste away you wicked dog. Show me your poisoned teeth while gripping the ocean's side. To be buried in this land of ruin is much desired when both heaven and hell are the same.
Demo 2 - Cdr
Straight Edge Addict
The school house doors swing wide, droids come marching in. Come on number 527 it's time to fit your mold. We've no free will, we're programmed to complete a task. Mechanical life fills the room, we've all been replaced. Robots get in line... it's circle pit time! We've run loose for too long, we need cages / bars / structure. focus on that which matters not temptation and media blabber. To end the suffering - drink all the time, make blasted comments, bar fight and get out of line. Cock Rocker, you're just a pawn in society's mind.
Mind Replaced
Kiss this avalanche goodbye because opposition is the face I've created with the eyes torn out and the mind replaced with a circular flow diagram that doesn't account for our waste. ...just for that new flavor, out marketed by the way we look to the new day abhorred. Costum running boards and silver chrome, hold that dear cellular phone, because the world's coming behind you.
Summertime Metal 2001
Grab your keys to you T-top Chevrolet, slap on those mirrored sun glasses your going to get laid. This isn't prom night nor football pep rally, this is '83 Dokken tour and they're playing the Valley. So turn off the Facts of life, cause morals will do you wrong, tonight we're all about getting laid and fights. Cause I'm skipping class and guzzling gas. Homework's for pussy's and curfew's for sissies, this is summer time metal.
Faith Based Hatred
Faith based hatred, neglected rights, forced conversion. Religios magic / trickery / deception. Filled with greed, a hierarchy of power, domination, obscure regulations. In search of Him I lose what's mine. In His dark light I can not find. It's just a trick and we've been had, there are so many and it's so sad. Enclosed perfection, singular body free from clutter and disorder. Complete rejection. I need no validation of my worth. I reassure myself. Striving for perfection while searching for conection - two forces that can never see eye to eye.
3x3, 2(pie)r... do the math
I'm not a good carpenter but I nailed this one straight to you. I despise your actions you're not hardcore. fuck you and your crew. 3 years no patrons, everything's lost, your life's a joke you consort like Frost. Greed / anger / gluttony / lust. Venomous snakes will crawl inside and cause distortions of your mind.
Rejected by Emo Abdul-Jabbar
I said I loved her, she said she didn't like me. It's over.
xFtttahhHx (the sound of death)
Plantations in my back yard. Slash and burn deforrestation, butts on the ground zero sanitation. I think you're a scumbag, smoke until you fucking die. Mac and leaves on the dinner table. Krafting sceaming to little kids, families destroyed for the highest bids. Slow, cancerous tumors. Death is now the consumer. If you stop - taste buds revive, if you don't - impotence arrives. Menthol fiberglass cut throat yellowed eyes. You might as well smoke on Camel dicks.
The Kyds Today
There was a time before '94 when Nirvana was unborn, you remeber way back when, not '88 hardcore but spandex and denim. It was a time when pyro-technics ruled, hot for teacher not boring school, you remeber being young not scenes and zines but limosines and plattnum. The Kids Today, forgot about the hairspray. What ever happened to finger taps, cocaine and backstage pass? Where did we go wrong singing "girls rock your boys" all night long. It wasn't X tattoos or peirced labrets. The kids forgot about the hair spray.
Skatan
Go fast, get nuts, totally skatan, no if and's or butt's. Skatan or die, we got the world on lockdown ba-bay. Skatan or die. if you ain't with it, you ain't shit.
...Toss you off the World.
1798 the tonage that you fucking weigh. Clean up your act or you're fucking dead. You back will break under your pea brain head. You stories punch me in the crotch. This song was about food shortage, then we realized the cause so we sang about you. Your fairy tales make me hate. Loath in your wasteful world. We're crooked checked humanity forced to trail behind. Adopt others policy, incentives and penalties. Suck me dry you fucking slime, what will it be?
Demo 1 -cassette
I'll get to this after I listen to the tape. I have no idea what the first song would even be.