GET DEAD SELF TITLED EP

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6 song all electric released in cooperation with Horns Up Records.
©Get Dead 2010

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released December 31, 2009

All songs written by Get Dead. Recorded at Motor Studios. Engineered by Josh Garcia and Jamie McMann. Produced by Get Dead. Co-Produced by Josh Garcia. Mixed by Jamie McMann. Artwork and Layout Design by Dia. Photography by Lindsey Lutts.

Lead Vocals: Sam King
Guitars/Vocals: Mike McGuire and JP Mangano
Bass/Vocals: Tim Mehew
Drums: Scott Powell

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GET DEAD San Francisco, California

GET DEAD are a punk band from San Francisco, CA. Brought together by their appeal for punkrock & joy of acoustic impurities. They continue to bring their debaucherous music to all towns, events, venues and fans that will tolerate them, baptize them in beer and indulge in after hours dance parties with maximum bubbles. ... more

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Track Name: Shoestring
It’s all been spent long ago. Holding on when we should just let it go. Splitting hairs while the ship goes down. The pain so beautiful no one makes a sound. These dollars just don’t make any cents. This crash is critical, just dig a little more, deeper into your soul. A rat race just to pay the rent The place were staying you’ll find us hanging from these shoestrings. Seems there’s nothing here worth saving. Got nothing left to lose at all. Life’s just not one for waiting. Don’t hold your breath. Pulling teeth out for the gold, while channel surfing for something more, a force of habit, a need for control, a bitter compromise, for a bigger toll.
Track Name: $1000 Bender
You just got paid the other day. Now you got nothing to show you just wasted it away. You lost touch you done gone and lost control, lost your job, lost your mind, you lost your soul, but you’re not done. You’re not done. No you’re not done. There’s just no point to think, when your just gonna drink, $1000 dollar lobotomy-lobotomy. Hold the bottle strong-lobotomy. Till the money’s all gone-lobotomy. Then do it all again. You’re not done cause you know that nothing’s gonna change. 99 bottles on the fucking wall. Do it again, do it again. Drink em up put em back until you fall. Do it again, do it again. On the phone not coming home tonight. No baby I am not all right. I got this voice inside and all that it says, drink till your broke or break your head on the floor. Ahh just give me one more and I’ll vacate this place where your patrons aren’t safe. I mean look at this face. Hey man, there calling the cops! There’s just no point to think, when you’re just gonna drink $1000 lobotomy-lobotomy. Hold the bottle strong-lobotomy. Till the money’s all gone-lobotomy. Then do it all again. You’re not done cause you know that nothing’s gonna change.
Track Name: Hard Candy
Trouble spots marked in blood. You’re over run, you’re over come. Silver burns, the night explodes, you’ve made your choices. Now it’s time to pay the toll. You hear the gun shots but you never witness anything. So keep your fucking mouth shut or get burned by the heat. Head wounds don’t ever heal or seem to change anything. It’s all out the window when you’re down on Treat Street. Applause this apocalypse. Hell hold strong while bullets slip. Sidewalk squares are battle lines. Eight dead this week lets make it nine. In a place where angels aren’t safe and there’s no chance of seeing a change well. You hear the gun shots but you never witness anything, you keep your fucking mouth shut or get burned by the heat. Head wounds don’t ever heal or seem to change anything. It’s all out the window when your down on Treat Street. Walk the street in fear. Am I in the crosshairs? Three story canyon death, drawn in gang lines fueled by meth. This place I call my home doesn’t feel like my own. I’ve given it away to fear. -Chorus-
Track Name: Never Cared
You will never know how much we never cared. We’ve found no reasons we can see. No plans, no hope. Well this is rock-n-roll our bloods thick as thieves. No waiving white flags until the last breath has been torn out of me. No surrender, no retreat. Swinging blindly through these dirty streets. We’ll fail a thousand times for one victory. Feels like a bullet straight through you. A feeling that they never knew. There’s just no room to hear pretend about a wasted life. Needing the reasons why. Just know we never cared. We got no time to make apologies. 80 proof in the veins gunning full speed, baby we’re here tonight to take your soul. No brakes, no holding back, no control no more, no control no more. Feels like a bullet straight through you. A feeling that they never knew. There’s just no room to hear pretend about a wasted life. Needing the reasons why, just know we never cared. Not time to pull the punches forever. Out there hunting for much more than they’ll ever know. Much more than a life just wasted. Won’t just spill blood we’ll taste it. Make the kill for rock-n-roll feels like a bullet straight through you. A feeling that they never knew. There’s just no room to hear pretend about a wasted life needing the reasons why. Just burn fast and burn true.
Track Name: Second Look
Got problems he just drinks em down, dim lights cover up the sound, late coming home again, while she waits for him. Late night he kicks open the door. Argument stope when she hits the floor. Has one drink then one more, says at least it’s over now. Morning apologetic eyes, promises to stop are all just lies. This will happen again and again. Last calls now a broken jaw, now back on the floor, has a drink then one more, well found out the hardest way. Problems like him don’t just go away. People like that just don’t change, they always remain. Found out the hardest way, people like him never go away, they will always remain. Take a second look. Another night, another fight, another reason why, this is not just an accidental happening. Now he’s lying on the bed, put the gun up to his head, pull the trigger now he’s dead. Says god forgive me! Found out the hardest way, problems like him don’t just go away, people like that just don’t change, they always remain. Found out the hardest way, people like him never go away, they will always remain, take a second look.
Track Name: Pull The Pin
Feels like a foot up on my throat. Your self importance is exhausting. Your lines so thick you start to choke. Just fade, just cease, just leave. Accosting me no more. Burn em to the ground. Well I’ve been thinking of the reasoning, but I haven’t been thinking of you. I’m holding the pin and you don’t seem to have thought this thing through. All broken words not truth to find. Lost in your false state of righteousness. Wanna pull the pin and let it fly. Count to six and be done with all of this. Burn em to the ground. Well I’ve been thinking of the reasoning but I haven’t been thinking of you. Guess pull the fucking pin 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 Boom! Well I’ve been thinking of the reasoning but I haven’t been thinking of you. I’m holding the pin and you don’t seem to have thought this thing through.