This place is closed and the window’s bricked
They pulled the trigger till the gun went click
The sign says no entry and the doorway’s blocked
By the stamped out dreams of the waning flock
The streets are cracked red from the mutilation
Of the faint hope of the population
That they’d grow tired of your apathy
But looks who’s dry of sympathy
Step back, hop up, you're free to do as we tell you
Skank on, and on
Pick up your feet, set this place alight
Come up and see the town burn tonight
This is primetime, double header
We play the ska too and it makes us feel better (than you)
So time ticks by metronomically
As the powers be fry comically
In the fat of their mistold fabrication
And the weight of our modest expectation
So here we go, make your self heard to us
Skank and scream till your ego burst
This is the two minute forty seven
And the closest we’ll ever get to…
supported by 19 fans who also own “You're Free (To Do As We Tell You)”
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Twenty years later than I would have liked, but hells yes! I stumbled upon "No manners in Ireland" yesterday, cueing the easiest binge buy in a while. This is a nice blend of skillful instrumentalism, great lead voice and good tunes. The old Toasters / Madness / Bosstones fan in me is bouncing off the ceiling again. Thank you for that. You seem to be gathering steam as well. Here's to a long run! raphaelhythlodai
On their latest EP, Dubweiser deliver the sound of traditional reggae with its bounding tempos and soaring melodies. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 18, 2024