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Tobacco and Firearms

by The K-Macks

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1.
Darling, Please if i was to run away would you think to follow me if i packed all our stuff and i swore not to bluff would you follow me darling please we could leave out of here in the morning as soon as the sun shows his face i don’t care where we go let’s just please hit the road baby i just need to ditch this place lada etc. a change of scene is what we knead if i was to run away would you blame it on me or this town whatever the reason you choose to believe in we’ll cross that bridge when it comes down and they say if we make this leap now this world we’ll be damned to roam well that’s fine by me i’ll chase all i can see i never thought to call this place home lada etc. oh the sirens are singing my song and i know i can’t resist for long perhaps i’ll regret losing my safety net but i’d much rather be moving and wrong
2.
Threw it all Away well i recall a time when i had currency of mind seems my bad habits robbed me blind back then there was a place where i read reason on her face and kept life a steady headlong pace but i threw it all away how and when i know but why i just can’t say i feel like losing today i woke up on the ground a chorus echoing around no handle on what i had found and i might say, “lesson learned” if there was somewhere left to turn i was content to watch it burn and i threw it all away how and when i know but why i just can’t say i feel like dying today you try and try to find a home only to find you have outgrown them all ahhhhh! (repeat)
3.
Oh Madeline 02:01
4.
No God 03:31
No God i try my hand at taking off my mask she gives a troubled look then walks right past while all of this seems so unjustified i can’t remember the last time i cried but this seems so old it’s stories told don’t have no relevance to me if there’s no god, and i’m not a waste then i know why i feel so alone no way to locate your place when it seems there’s nothing to know a leaf falls oh so slow hi isolation have you met your match the one you strike not knowing what to ask appears to obscure more than illuminate leaving your next step up to fate this idea’s so old it’s stories told fall like dead chestnuts from a tree feeling like a stranger to the space you occupy all because you can’t stop asking why so don’t ask why
5.
Tobacco and Firearms if it ever is right to be silent now is not when it can fall there’s just no time to settle down when the man at the lectern’s a thrall and it’s valid to ask just how distant will faint tepid voices carry well not far enough if we don’t call their bluff look beyond the sublunary our legacy just might be the remnants of verse scribbled into a tree the faint susurrations of gone melody if anything’s left it will be stripped of meaning if it ever is right to compromise it is when it moves us along the bulk of our ills stem from our standing still and stagnation feels naturally wrong our heresy just might be the absence of verse scribbled into a tree the gone susurrations of faint melody a lack of lasting dignity to impart something wanting reflection since hate never ventures to cease now might be a time, signal those down the line the intent of our struggle was peace
6.
Romantically 03:24
7.
Cock Song 03:51
Relax -- it's about male chickens.

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It's folksy, it's punksy, and it's real good-like.

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released February 25, 2010

Track 1 written by Max Shultz, Tracks 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, & 7 written by Kevin Craig. Engineered at The Sandman's Lair by Ben "The Sandman" Sanders.

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The K-Macks Athens, Georgia

A brief overview of the duties of each K-Mack:

Kevin Craig - vocals, bass, swearing

Max Shultz - guitar, vocals, ladies

Jake Hicks - percussion, vocals, bright red hair

Brandon Page - bass, firecrackers

Borne in flames.

Max Shultz and I (Kevin Craig) began playing music together when we were barely teenagers. We've been The K-Macks for a good little bit now, and we like it. Too much.
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