Exhaust'd to the bone.
Look what have done.
A hundred men lying dead under the sun.
Still I couldn't care less
for my mind's a fucking mess.
No insight, no going on from here.
Since I was a kid, they're trying to teach me shit.
Neatly shaped into a row.
Waiting to be fed, to your fellow.
Witty and raucous as ever, the Chicago noise-rockers rip into "flat earthers" and "tween shitbags" with misanthropic glee. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 21, 2019