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1.
Émigré 02:31
The system is failing, so I’m going sailing Don’t believe that I’ll be back for quite a spell The beaches are sinking piece by piece into the ocean Into sediment from rusted old bombshells I guess we deserved it, but nobody’s perfect Hoping as we leave the shallows you’re okay These sadlands are breaking from injustice and earthquaking as we raise the anchors off the coasts of May Westward we sail into a sky that’s grey and pale Into the empty ocean void’s uncertainty Unlimited durations out of bounds from any nation On a ship that we call S.S. ANRACHY Exiled for treason off the coast of Surf Rock City Where the missiles laid they marks last Christmas Eve And left all the people dead, and dying in the ghettos By their nation’s own known ways of blasphemy Wiped out Nothing stays the same We’re all divided now Forced to sleep in cages ‘cause we don’t agree With tyranny and war Let us unite again And never forget what we’re fighting for I still can think back when I was just a little lad Out in the desert underneath that old orange tree Back when you could inhabit all that red and dusty land Now radiating at two hundred ten degrees The planet is dying and will soon break into pieces Or exterminate the humans with disease I hope things are swell up in them northern maple hills Up past the border as a silent refugee Wiped out Nothing stays the same We’re all divided now Forced to sleep in cages ‘cause we don’t agree With tyranny and war Let us unite again And never forget what we’re fighting for
2.
I piss on Nazis and racist dead battalions I’ve no respect for outdated thoughts of hate We have grown tired of your affiliation Get the fuck out of our scene, and our state The streets are stale, nobody’s talking About the plague of this new world prejudice It’s been a sickness passed down from generations of Confused and weak-minded thoughts of arrogance You have been hiding behind your flags and crosses You call it white power, I call it a joke You say you’re trying to embrace your heritage By making inbred bed sheets into cloaks Why don’t you give in, and come out of the closet? Stand face to face while your ass swallows your head I’ll cut the brake lines on any fucking fascist So fucking glad that you and your band are dead KILL THE NEW DAWN FUCK OPPRESSION KILL THE NEW DAWN FUCK OPPRESSION There is a war going on inside this country It’s getting harder to get along each day I feel the masses are turning into zombies They hide in churches and piss their lives away Why don’t you come out, and give into your treason? Come take a walk down our motherfucking streets I’ll steal the boots that you walk and fucking sleep in Walk with your victims in solidarity KILL THE NEW DAWN FUCK OPPRESSION KILL THE NEW DAWN FUCK OPPRESSION
3.
Untitled 02:36
Went down the road, feels like there’s something missing The wind is cold, and all the kids aren’t listening I gotta leave, get out before the sermon Get out of this broken town There is a home, but not within the limits Far through the woods, another space outside these Burnt out streets, where we can start over and Leave this valley far behind I’m still fighting for a future As I drink my life away I’ve been waiting for the right time To change my mind and fix today I’ve been sleeping ever morning Well into the afternoon There’s a city on the east coast That I’ll be leaving for real soon
4.
Breakaway 02:15
I woke up yesterday in a bedroom full of broken ashtrays And bottles empty as the promises I’ve made I looked back to the room and felt a shroud of impending doom A toxic mix of desperation and decay I looked around awhile but nothing left could make me smile Have I been blind for all these years or just in deep denial? There was a box of things, old photographs and magazines I checked its contents so nostalgic and serene I lost my way somewhere in time Don’t know when, it kills my mind Just another graveyard ghost Full of memories, thoughts and quotes Every friend already dead Haunting flashbacks in my head Breakaway, breakaway Breakaway, breakaway I snapped right on the scene and doused the house in gasoline I couldn’t stand another minute of this dream I broke out every mirror and pissed on the forgotten years Of every barren wasted space I chose to fear And I inhaled the fumes I’m used to breathing in And set fire to the bed we used to sleep in With a virgin cigarette lit out of superstition While getting drunk with some old memories in the kitchen I watched the ashes slowly die Waiting for the cops outside Laughing madly in the snow With nowhere to go Another day, another curse Time of death matches the birth Breakaway, breakaway Breakaway, breakaway Breakaway, breakaway
5.
Well I pissed away today just like the past 8 decades of my sorry life Well I used to mine the coal down in a hole and bitch at dinner to my wife Well at least we had a roof over our heads and good reception on the radio to entertain the chil’ens every night But that all changed when boss man came and boarded up the entrance to the sight Things haven’t been the same Since that dirty politician took the reins And the boys all said the commies were to blame I’m patching up the holes The rumors from the town next door have promised wind and rain We’ll I planned to leave inheritance and property for the kids after I passed But the government sold off the lands to oil barons who poisoned the wells and grass So I was relocated to a renovated box that was the size of the elevator of the mining shaft Now my kids hate me and want to put me in an old folk’s institution because I was the blind Republican that voted for the bill that sunk this town into oblivion, Gave the mayor corporate dominion over foreclosed houses of our friends Never thought I’d live this long but now this seems worse off than death Cause I’m the last asshole around from 1910 Now I wait for strangers to give me my medication, clean the bed pan, bring them TV dinners in This town has been an economic blackhole since that river bed caved in I’m waiting on a day That’ll never come ‘til I’m lying in my grave and my fermented corpse dissolves within the roots My head is in a noose Gonna kick that rusted wheelchair out from underneath these boots
6.
Used to be the prince of the dope show Now it appears that I’ll be flying solo Down a rabbit hole of bad decisions With an alcohol level that could kill a prison I think about the movement I think it’s fucking stupid I used to be a full 180 from where I am today Can’t stand this material world As endless wars unfurl All cock, no balls From the neutralized public to the shopping malls I guess I can’t stand people False flags and golden steeples Sometimes I wish that big ol’ super volcano would fuckin blow Why can’t we make amends before it grows too late and we all die? Why must we tear apart our scenes with all our dreams then run, and hide? LET IT ALL DIE Don’t believe that I’m ever coming back here Though it was fun for the times that we crashed here This place is trashed and we’re still last in line and out of time I’m sleeping at the station The platform’s fully vacant I’m waiting for that winter train to come pick me up again I know a place under the freeway if it gets too cold outside You’ve got a million friends online but nowhere left to stay tonight I’ll have some smokes, and read some books, and find some way to pass the time Substance to tear away the pain, and numb the thoughts within my mind LET IT ALL DIE
7.
I’ve been down and out awhile Been years since I could make you smile I’ve been waiting drunk and stoned, passed out by the telephone In hopes you’ll call and tell me that you finally made it home It sounds a bit obsessive ‘cause your line’s been disconnected every day the skyline reappears I try to care, but you’re not there I’ve been losing track of time Sometimes the pills relax my mind I wouldn’t feel so forlorn and ashamed If there was someone left to blame It’s another unwanted burden When the show ends at the drop of a curtain Slowly replaced by a funeral sermon I try to care but I’m not here Things haven’t been the same Since you went down in flames I would’ve stayed with you And watched the world continue So live the dream or let it die Take these blinders from my eyes I’m awake, and alone Standing by the telephone All these tears fall like rain These eyes, broken window pains Let is sink, let it sleep Let me drink away the morning creeps
8.
WJPD 03:06
I used to crawl the streets at night Get drunk and wrestle friends and fight Bike through the suburbs after dark Meet up and get high in the park We weren’t hurting anyone Just wanted to break out of the house and have some fun Make out or talk about why the government was wrong Share beer and share eachother’s songs Then one by one each street turned stale the pigs took over, we were beaten, booked and jailed They set surveillance up on every park and trail Yeah we were all destined to fail Now I’m too scared to go outside The cops are waiting to take me for a ride We can’t embrace diversity When we’re devolving towards a nazi Germany Woe, woe, woe is me My friends tell me to act my age They have a fear of being caged They have to act a certain way Conform and fake your life each day A police state makes it unsafe To be yourself in a public place They create more violence on the streets Woe, woe, woe is me The cops are at the door again They have a warrant for my last and only friend I wanna sink a razor blade into my skin Bleed out the regrets Bleed out the regrets Bleed out the regrets and the gin
9.
I used to stay awake all night Writing letters postmarked by the daylight Signed and stamped in best regards It took awhile but you’d reply With aspirations towards the sky From the moonshine summer nights in your front yard Then something slowly died and There was a rift between the alleys where we used to sleep and hide Then one day my letters returned Ignored, refused by receiver From an evicted paradise Now I have lice I used to wear a suit and tie and go to work on the east side And save my pennies for sweet Molly, my true love and bride One night I came drunk through the door To find her missing from the floor and divorce papers stating she didn’t want me anymore I caved in from surprise and realized that this life was just a lie Fairweather friends use you to get by I cut off all my hair and threw all my possessions down the stairs Hopped town with a flask and a gun on a freight train going nowhere I never planned to be this way So senile I can barely see straight Down the rails of my decline And the positions I’ve resigned I used to think success was inherited by paying taxes, Praying, working hard, obeying laws and showing world compassion If I only had a heart and didn’t have a brain then maybe these old cadaver eyes could learn to care and see again And I wouldn’t be in pain on this nihilistic train Oh I could be a family man with a house and a lawn hooked on anti-depressants I remember when I called the cops on the neighbor’s kid for smoking pot and In hot pursuit they gunned him down in the Walmart parking lot I never asked to be an accessory to murdering their kin The bishop later shrugged his shoulders and blamed the shooting on his sins I used to think success was inherited by paying taxes Until I saw the drones drop bombs on elementary classes I never planned to be this way in a society so frayed So I’ll sleep in exile alone and wait outside the bloodstained gates

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released October 29, 2021

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Captain Daniels and the Sunnybrook Sailors Salt Lake City, Utah

Anarcho Folkpunk from SLC, UT founded in 2016.
Maxwell- Vocals, Mandolin, Banjo, Guitar, Harmonica, Washboard, Melodica
Marky Terror-Guitars
Tyler Boston- Guitar, ukulele
Street Trash Nate- Drums
Ken Takeno-Bass Guitar
Starly Sam- Banjo
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