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Date Night

by Filthy Traitors

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1.
HISteria 02:45
You’re gonna break before I bend Fighting a war you cannot win You can no longer slip behind outdated laws And the balance will tip the more join the cause The terms have been set, let the countdown begin Young man go on do what you can We’ll go toe-to-toe and we’ll see how high you stand If you think it’s a sport, if you’re seeking a thrill I’ve got a mind for sin and the looks to kill Hey man I think you’re in my spot What happens next won’t get you off I’m tired of this shit, yeah, enough is enough And the balance will tip the more wake the fuck up The terms have been set, let the countdown begin Big man go on do what you can We’ll go toe-to-toe and we'll see where you land Try to turn me down, try to push me below? I’m gonna bury you where nobody will know You don’t know me or what I’ve done You don’t know what I’m capable of I dare you to throw down all your pissy insecurities If you wanna go, I’ll go all the way (Can you hear it now, can you hear it?) I’ve got red tape to rip and glass ceilings to break And the balance will tip the more find the strength The terms have been set, let the countdown begin Young man go on do what you can We’ll go toe-to-toe and we’ll see how high you stand If you think it’s a sport, if you’re seeking a thrill I’ve got a mind for sin and the looks to kill (Can you hear it now, can you hear it?)
2.
Warm Crimes 03:21
Welcome to The future Where nothing’s free You’ll come to Draw succor From the misery On the edge of total failure Take the chance to meet your maker Hit rock bottom and get running Hands up! To grab hold of something Never let it go It’s fucked up The format Pour our lives away It’ll suck up Every ounce that You’re willing to pay Blistered fingers gripping tighter Show them that they’ve forged a fighter Trapped inside your darkest hour Hands up! Time to seize your power Don’t ever let it go Are you one of us Or you playing with me? You better lay ‘em down If it’s what you believe Are you breaking free Of the insanity Cuz GET FUCKED! We’re going all in right now The madness Will take you If you let it in This purpose Won’t save you But let’s pretend Line ‘tween truth and lies is blurring Current time: Half-past disturbing Overlooking utter chaos Hands up! Time to let it go Are you one of us Or you playing with me? You better lay ‘em down If it’s what you believe We’re doing warm crimes In the summertime Check it out, mom I turned out just fine When you crash and burn Instead of taking flight Sometimes a little wrong Can help you feel alright If you’re down to fight Then tonight’s the night And GET FUCKED! We’re going all in right now It shouldn't be a surprise; We should have seen from the past: Society's demise Society’s collapse Are you one of us Or you playing with me? You better lay ‘em down If it’s what you believe We’re doing warm crimes In the summertime Check it out, mom We turned out just fine When you crash and burn Instead of taking flight Sometimes a little wrong Can make you feel alright If so tonight’s the night If you’re down to fight But GET FUCKED! We’re going all in right now Right now Right fucking now
3.
M.I.A. 02:25
From the start it was all about the art No shits to give and nothing to prove Anyone who said that you didn’t belong Better fuckin move And the legacy you’ll leave by being real Can still be felt, from the C.D. to the Hill What you did and what was done When last call comes With your headphones on May you still rock on May the song go on When he’s done When the darkness comes Give ‘em the bird And refuse to break Cuz who you were He cannot take Wish that I’d been a part of the scene When you were playing shows To see you, like a whirlwind Crush the status quo And the memories you’ll leave by being you Can still be felt, from the Sodo to SLU What you did and what was done When last call comes WIth your headphones on May you still rock on May the song go on When he’s done When the darkness comes Give ‘em the bird And refuse to break Cuz who you were He cannot take To all my heroes headed home You know we know we’re not alone But we will do this on our own Cuz what you did watch what we'll do When last call comes WIth your headphones on May you still rock on May the song go on When he’s done When the darkness comes Give ‘em the bird And refuse to break Cuz who you were He cannot take When last call comes WIth your headphones on May you still rock on When the darkness comes May you go whole Into the next phase Who you were He cannot take Give ‘em the bird And refuse to break Cuz who you were He can’t erase
4.
Decades 03:47
Did you think that they'd take you Once you had evolved? That your first world problems Would all be solved? You were wrong Strung along Till reason was gone And the will to live on Escape reality To rot in infamy Did you have second thoughts once The deed has been done? Did the blinders come off, did The goal seem far-flung? Did you cry? Stammer "why?" Look to the sky And see through the lie? Transcend humanity Brainwashed by Do and Ti Just a dumb sop thinking Hale Bop Will mean a trip to the heavens And reward what you wrought Lay the bodies on their beds Wait your turn soon you'll be dead! Drink your fill of phenobarbital And sing with the others as you Expire in the rubble We're all high now we're all gonna fly On the ship behind the comet as it passes by Hey ET won't you please take me I'm the best one on the planet, take my corpse and see Doing God's work has gotta have its perks And we'll fly off in a spaceship just like Captain Kirk
5.
Fake News 03:01
Watching the clock as the Time slips away Is it tomorrow or yesterday? Can’t go to sleep and I Can’t stay awake Can’t tell what’s real and what’s really fake But the nothingness breaks as You come packing, think it’s your turn to rise You’ve got a million reasons, but they’re all built on lies Staring at the phone as life Goes down the drain Can’t feel the line between Joy and pain I’m not alive, but I Don’t think I’m dead Can’t trust my friends or any- Thing that I’ve read But my eunni’s fled as You come packing, think it’s your turn to rise You’ve got a million reasons, but they’re all built on lies And I know you feel hurt And you’re willing to fight But a MAGA hat and AR-15 Do not make you right Willing to murder for What you call freedom Hold on to your boots, boys You’re gonna need ‘em When complacency shatters, and it’s truth’s turn to rise There are a million reasons why we can’t compromise And I know you feel hurt And you’re willing to fight But a MAGA hat and low self-esteem Do not make you right
6.
MK Ultra 04:50
You proudly enlist So pure of heart Gonna be like your daddy before you What tales will you tell When the needle goes in? What secrets will you spill When the drug kicks in? And the whole time he’s watching Serving your country as a guinea pig Fucked by mandate of the state An eighteen year old’s wet dream except You’re the victim of Doctor Death He watches through the mirror Sees how you react Will you crack like the soldier before you? What lessons will he learn? And at what expense? What oaths will be overturned In the name of “science”? And the whole time he’s watching Serving your country as a guinea pig (get fucked!) Fucked by mandate of the state (fuck the state!) An eighteen year old’s wet dream except You’re the victim of Doctor Death Fighting for “freedom” and “liberty” Souped up on hookers and L.S.D. Till your mind snaps, and you gasp your last breath You’re at the mercy of Doctor Death And Doctor knows what is best
7.
The Countess 02:49
Lives in a castle on the hill With a town of girls to beckon at her will They come to help their families but They die in agony cuz Her hemophilia cannot be fulfilled Down in her dungeon she’s got toys She has their mouths sewn shut so they can’t make any noise Ants and rabid hounds will bring the Pleasure of their suffering There’s nothing more that the Countess enjoys They say she was just lonely after her Husband passed away But she was born with a taste for blood And she would die that way She’s the Countess And that’s a fact She’s the Countess Psychopath Over time her pleasure starts to wane No longer satisfied by their pain Maybe noble blood will feed Her taste for immortality She grows desperate as her own life drains They say the thought of aging filled her Shallow heart with fear But she was a homicidal bitch and Vanity was second tier She’s the Countess Yes she is She’s the Countess Rip, rip, drip, drip The Countess doesn’t give a shit Bathing in blood As if it would cleanse her Of all the things she’s done 800 names in her book before she would be caught Board her in, brick by brick, and leave her there to rot To face her own brutality before it would be said Bang bang the witch is dead! She’s the Countess Yes she is She’s the Countess Rip, rip, drip, drip The Countess doesn’t give a shit
8.
Spinal Snap 02:26
Lizzie Borden took an ax She gave her mother forty whacks When she saw what she had done She gave her father forty-one Was it a love tryst that made you kill? Or was Dad a shit bag who paid for his thrills? Andrew Bordon now is dead Lizzie hit him on the head Up in heaven he will sing And on the gallows she will swing Was it a sisterly plot to put a stop to your parents’ tyrannical reign? Or was Uncle John the murderous one, and for him you took the blame? Lizzie took an ax One day in Fall River, Mass. And the cops botched it royally Laughing at the top of the stairs The “happiest woman in the world”- Did you know that you’d go down in infamy? Lizzie never had to plead She did whatever she fuckin pleased! Were you unjustly accused with neither motive nor means? Or an entitled, rich, homicidal genius who got away with it clean? Lizzie took an ax One day in Fall River, Mass. And the cops botched it royally Laughing at the top of the stairs The “happiest woman in the world”- Did you know that you’d go down in infamy?
9.
Salt & Sin 03:32
One hot night in Mexico On a road trip with the crew I had a feeling things were about to get killer cool A small sign pointed down a dirt road It said “Cantina Gusano” I turned and shared a smile with my friends We knew we were in for a night of salt and sin Shots were waiting on the bar And the music was playing loud I quickly lost my girlfriends in the crowd Summer heat ethereal Liquor sweet and flammable The world spun as the sun went down See you, my love, six feet underground I had a dream, a fiery scene Of smoke and blood and a knife in my hand Tequila and lime, sweat and turpentine The adrenaline of taking a life- What a night Sometime later we awoke With headaches in our car And to our shock there was no sign of the bar We laughed and blamed the pills and booze Silly girls on a bender cruise And no one mentioned the soot on our bloodied clothes No era un sueño después de todo I had a dream, a fiery scene Of smoke and blood and a knife in my hand Tequila and lime, sweat and turpentine The adrenaline of taking a life- What a night
10.
My momma told me Be careful what you wish Sometimes wishes come true Yes they do If you dream that Satan will Sweep you off your feet Be prepared for what he’ll do to you Get fucked! Get fucked! Hybristophilia Open your eyes, you stupid girl You’ll be cryin’ in your sleep When the demon appears Sellin’ your soul seemed like such fun But you’ll be sayin’ your prayers before the Demon is done Some girls see monsters everywhere they look Some girls spend their whole lives trying to find one With little regard for the lives those assholes took You’ll get yours, sometime before death comes Get fucked! Get fucked! Hybristophilia Open your eyes, you stupid girl You’ll be cryin’ in your sleep When the demon appears Sellin’ your soul seemed like such fun But you’ll be sayin’ your prayers before the Demon is done Get fucked! Get fucked! Hybristophilia Open your eyes, you stupid girl You’ll be cryin’ in your sleep When the demon appears Sellin’ your soul seemed like such fun But you’ll be sayin’ your prayers before the Demon is done
11.
Ebenezer 04:31
Marley was dead As a doornail they said And it’s your turn to make a choice If you continue down this road Where it ends, Satan knows A fate filled with fire and brimstone The past and the present may yet change what you’ll become The first ghost will appear when the clock strikes one In your younger days it was a quest for gold That swept you away and turned your heart to coal The innocence of youth has since abandoned you The next ghost will appear when the clock strikes two You’re already dead, just don’t know it yet A self-made poison that will spread, suck the life from you Like you’ve done to those around you Stop Gaze upon yourself through other people’s eyes And cop to the tears supplied by Stepping on the little guys They cooked the goose and huddled close for warmth They prayed for you as you looked on in scorn The time it has come to pay for your misdeeds The last ghost will appear when the clock strikes three You’re gonna get what you deserve I hope regret hurts as you burn Marley was dead As a doornail they said And you’ve had time to make your choice (You’re gonna get what you deserve) You’ve loved only what you’ve owned And now it’s time to die alone in your fortress of fire and brimstone Your fortress of fire and brimstone Fire! Fire! The past, the present, and the future will now merge into one The time, it has come, to pay for what you’ve done You’re gonna get what you deserve I hope regret hurts as you burn And for the part of you that could have learned May it rise up from the flames as you burn
12.
3:36 04:32
Taken following a lead They claimed you were a spy They photographed your suffering “Submit or he will die” 3 minutes 36 seconds and The world had been changed They take what remains 30 miles north To a shallow grave And for a minute you’re a media star Everyone in the world knows who you are We all knew that it’d go this far What could they have done? Why couldn’t something have been done? And what a way to leave a legacy Your final horrors displayed for all to see The world witnessed this atrocity I like to believe that in death you were set free What hits make a terrorist? What slights make a racist take a life? Both sides felt justified To retaliate- you were the bait And what a way to make history A pawn to greed and insanity You’ll be forgotten the next tragedy How did this begin? How can it end? Don’t let the water force you to break The suffocating flywheel of hate The sympathy notes Muslims wrote to his wife A bud in the desert clinging to life

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Date Night is the culmination of four years of songwriting, recording, being in and out of quarantine, and a lot of margaritas. This is our first full length record, and we have poured our heart and souls into making it the best we possibly can.

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released March 15, 2024

Chelsea Weaver: Lead Vocals, Guitar
Justin Davis: Lead Guitar
Ryan VanderVegt: Bass, Vocals
Jack Love: Drums, Percussion, Vocals

Featuring: Michael Iringan on Keys & Lao Crespo on Additional Percussion

Drums Recorded at Strange Earth Studios
Guitars and Bass Recorded at Homespun Audio
Vocals, Keys and Percussion Recorded at The Ultra HiFi
Engineered and Mixed By: Justin Davis
Recording Assistant: Sam Cooke-Stuntz
Mastered By: Rachel Field at Resonant Mastering
Produced By: Justin Davis, Chelsea Weaver, Jack Love, Ryan VanderVegt

Artwork By: Jeff Little, Jeff Garfield, Amber Wilder, Filthy Traitors, TJ Watson, Johnny Heartbreaker, Jeremy Frye

Published By Filthy Traitors

Special Thanks: Jeff Garfield (#VANSLAYER), Jeff Little, Michael Iringan, Shawn Fisher, Natalie VanderVegt, Stephanie Love, Amber Wilder, Ryan Montoya, John Meissner, Kyle Veazey (For The Van), Sam Cooke-Stuntz, Bradley Laina, Meli Aar, La Cabana (Margs and Pupusas), Substation, The Kraken, Wally's House of Booze, Tony V's Garage, All The Other Awesome Venues We've Played At and Everyone Who's Supported Us From The Beginning and Especially Over The Epic Year-Long Recording of This Record.
(We Love You And A Very Special "Get Fucked")

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Seattle based sludgy punk rock, a bit of math, and soaring melody. We love you. Get Fucked.

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