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Bus fare is too damn high
Gas prices are too damn high
Taxi fare is too damn high
Pay phone fare is too damn high
We wrote a song, we will tell you why
We think the bus fare is way too god damn high
Government's money is too damn high
Mayor Ford is too damn high
Next month's rent is too damn high
Everything is too damn high
This ain't a city where the buildings kiss the sky
Why do you gotta price everything so god damn high?
Bus fare is too damn high
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You say I drink orange juice too much
You say I speak way too much Dutch
I don't care if I don't smell like flowers
It's not my fault I don't like showers
I don't need intervention
Maybe it's you, who needs intervention too
Stop intervening me, and just leave me be
You say I eat way too much cheese
I don't live my life for yours to please
Not an alcoholic at the bar
So who cares if I make love to my car?
I don't need intervention
Maybe it's you, needs intervention too
Stop intervening me, and just leave me be
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She, she, she's got me
Got me all the time
She, she, she's got me
Always losing my mind
When I see her walking down the street
In her leather jacket, making my heart beat
Angel on the streets, walking in disguise
I can't believe, can't believe my own eyes
Oh she, she, she's got me
Baby all the time
She, she, she's got me
Always singing in rhyme
When I see her walking down the street
Her eyes looking at me, making my heart beat
I see her walking, she's blowing my mind
I can't believe, can't believe she's not mine, oh yeah
Oh she's got me
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Well you send the troops, but what good for?
Go out and fight your own damn war
Wish your time could be more short
You'll never get any of my support
Fuck the system, fuck the parliament
Fuck the Prime Minister, fuck the government
Well I can't believe we have fools in charge
Running this country, it's a risk too large
Self righteous pigs, they don't care what we say
Make this damn nation led by people one day
Fuck the system, fuck the parliament
Fuck the Prime Minister, fuck the government
Fuck the government
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Sirens yelling from down the street
Two fat pigs sitting in the front seat
Large double doubles, look at me like I'm in trouble
Good to see what you do with your time
Too bad you can't fight real crime
Can't catch me, can't run fast
With a nightstick shoved way up your ass
The Police won't leave me alone
Calling me up, blowing up my phone
Get me on the street, get me at home
The Police won't leave me alone
Hands full of doughnuts walking down the street
Took me downtown to interrogate me
"Where'd you get the doughnuts?" Fat pigs say
Locked me up and took my doughnuts away
The Police won't leave me alone
Calling me up, blowing up my phone
Get me on the street, get me at home
The Police won't leave me alone
Police, try and say I'm drunk
I think you're bothering me because I look like a punk
Try to get me on the street
You try to get me at home
The Police never leave me alone
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I don't wanna work today
Too many hours in the day
Don't care if I don't get my pay
Don't get paid enough anyway
Don't ask me to work overtime
This job's making me lose my mind
Don't ask me to work the long weekend
Friday's here, then it's Monday again
Smashing glass and taking shit
Need a job that's more legit
Trying fucking hard to care
Smelly beer in my hair
Don't ask me to work overtime
This job's making me lose my mind
Don't ask me to work the long weekend
Friday's here, then it's Monday again
I don't wanna work today
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Everyone's in their ways how things should be
Quit taking yourself so seriously
And when you get pissed off, you blame somebody else
Ya you say you care but you're only looking after yourself
And I say you, you're a letdown too
Open your mind, you know deep down it's true
Ya you're looking at me, but I'm looking right back at you
and I'm saying you, you, you, you're a letdown too
Call me a letdown to society
What has society ever done for me?
Tell you what we can do, we can go around town
Ya you and me baby we're gonna let everyone down
And I say you, you're a letdown too
Open your mind, you know deep down it's true
Ya you're looking at me, but I'm looking right back at you
and I'm saying you, you, you, you're a letdown too
You're a letdown too
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Well they started off fucking with the First Nations
Tried to make some kind of alienation
They tried to change their ways. their whole way of life
Nun fuckers and priests so full of strife
Dougnut People want my brain
Try to make me look insane
Want my brain, they want yours too
What the fuck are we going to do?
They try and tell us that they landed on the moon
They're trying to take over Looney Tunes
Mickey Mouse is trying to brainwash the youth
And they say we have freedom in a voting booth
Dougnut People want my brain
Try to make me look insane
Want my brain, they want yours too
What the fuck are we going to do?
They've got a hold on me, with their fingers curled
Trying to take over the entire world
They kidnapped Shamu and put her in a chlorine tank
And they're trying to take my brain and wipe it blank
Dougnut People want my brain
Try to make me look insane
Want my brain, they want yours too
What the fuck are we going to do?
They're spreading chem trails in the fucking sky
They're poisoning our God damn water supply
All around the world, the Doughnut People reign
And the Doughnut People want my brain
Dougnut People want my brain
Try to make me look insane
Want my brain, they want yours too
What the fuck are we going to do?
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Oh I love the way you look in your blood stained dress
I love it when you kill and you clean up your mess
Oh your blood red lips, babe you taste so great
I'll be Marion Crane, you be my Norman Bates
And I'm in love with a psychopath
Oh I love the way you load your gun
The way you make murder so sexy and fun
And I love when you're jealous you kill girls with your knife
Oh the thrills you give me when you threaten my life
And I'm in love with a psychopath
Now we're on a killing spree
Killing people, you and me
Gonna shoot the kids at school
All the kids who think they're cool
Killed your baby, killed your dad
Whole town's gone fucking mad
Pigs have got us on the run
Never had so much damn fun
Think they've shot her in the head
Now my baby's dead
I was in love with a psychopath
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My girl said she's a God damn Queen
I said baby that's really obscene
If I ain't no King, then you ain't no god damn Queen
Too cool to walk, too cool to talk
She called me a rebel without a clue
At least I got a clue I'm better off without you
She said, she ain't mine, I said baby that's fine
I don't want you around anymore anyway
You better get out of my life, better stay out of my way
Baby baby, stay away from me
Baby baby, you gotta leave me be
Baby can't you see you ain't getting nothing from me?
Baby baby, get off my porch
I told you once already before
Don't want to see your face come around here anymore
I told you once, don't make me tell you twice
You better leave my place, before I call the vice
Better better turn tail, ya you'd better take my advice
Baby baby, don't you realize?
I seen the trouble stirring in your eyes
And from your mouth all of your dirty lies
And now we're done, and we're apart
You strained my brain, I broke your heart
I should've never bothered with you from the start
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The term "Power Trash" comes from Paul Westerberg of the Replacements, to describe the Replacements style and sound in their early years. We felt it was fitting as well for us, rather than putting a typical label on our sound and calling it "Punk Rock" because once you label yourself as something, people assume you pretty much have to stick with what that label is described as. Our music is influenced by traditional old school 1977 Punk Rock, followed closely by 80's American and UK Hardcore, with a bit of Skinhead Oi! influence, with an appreciation for classic 50's Rock n Roll and Rockabilly from the 1950's and onwards. Trying to incorporate our influences into our songs, you can hear a distinct difference in most of our songs that jump from straight up Hardcore, right to a cheesy 70's sounding Punk love song, then to end it all with what sounds like a "bastardized" attempt at Rockabilly in our last song. We only hope that some people can understand or appreciate what we were trying to go for, by playing what we call, "Power Trash Rock N Roll" as an attempt at trying something different.
released December 9, 2017
Natalie "Slapalie Basson" Mason - Bass / backup vocals
Jacob Jansen - Drums / backup vocals
Joey Growlin' - Lead vocals / Guitar
Recorded at Broken String Entertainment (Barrie,ON) Mixed by Nathan Chechock. All music and lyrics written by Joey Vincent Growden except:
"I don't wanna work today" - Written by Joey V. Growden & Natalie Mason. "The Doughnut People want my brain" - Written by Joey V. Growden & Jacob Jansen. "Baby Blues" - Written in 1987 by Joey Richard Growden with minor changes by Joey V. Growden.
We'd like to thank every Essential Letdown of the past who got us to where we are today: Becky Rees, Dan Chase, Billy Cook, Colton Mowder, and Josh Gaudette, and of course to our current Letdowns in the band today who are carrying the torch, Keaghan Nelson and Roan Byrne. Thanks to the guys at Broken String Entertainment for letting us use their studio to record, and to Nathan Chechock for all his time recording, mixing and making it happen. And special thanks to Natalie Mason for all her dedication to the band and making it more than we dared to imagine, making a lot happen we didn't think possible. And of course, thank you to our contemporaries and friendly adversaries we've met in the music scene from all over, bands like Christ Choker, Nancy Vicious, Play 4 Keeps, Noiz A Noiz, UTL, Fatherbodies, the Rotten, Chachi on Acid, Beaver Slap, the Groggies, Lucy and the Chain Gang, the Nasties, the Scum Runners, Re-Runs of Maury, Discoverson, Mac N Sleaze, and to all our close friends and fans who've come out to our shows time and time again, and inspired us every time to keep this going for so long, cheers!
