Defecation of the Nation

Fattened pigs
Eating swill
Hold them down
Make them get their fill
Bulging eyes
Sagging cheeks
Funnel trash
Into their beaks

They say destruction
Also breeds creation
But our generation
Is eating the defecation of the nation

Slice them up
Peel the flesh
Shrink wrap and
Clinicise their death
Powdered bone
Bloody gruel
Reclaimed meat
Sell it on as food


They say destruction
Also breeds creation
But our generation
Is eating the defecation of the nation

Prime cuts
To the rich
All that's left
Is this shit
Pretty box
Make it neat
Funnel trash
into their beaks


They say destruction
Also breeds creation
But our generation
Is eating the defecation of the nation

Lap it up
That's right
You'll eat it
If we tell you that it tastes nice

Lap it up
That's right
You'll eat it
If we tell you that it tastes nice

Lap it up
That's right
You'll eat it
If we tell you that it tastes nice

Lap it up
That's right
You'll eat it
If we tell you that it tastes nice







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Grindstone

I got my nose to the grindstone every day
And I'm grinding so hard I grind my face away
I leave blood on the floor wherever I go
And if I grind much more I'll be grinding bone

Oh running so hard to stay on my feet
And when I run I run to someone else's beat
When my body runs down to a slower pace
They'll throw me out and find someone to put in my place

No escape for you this time
Set the world on fire tonight
Nowhere else to run or hide
Everybody's gonna burn alive

No escape for you this time
Set the world on fire tonight
Nowhere else to run or hide
Everybody's gonna burn alive
Burn alive
Burn alive

Selling my soul just to have a home
Selling my home for another loan
Beat up, smacked down, left out in the cold
Rather get fucked up than do what I'm told

Pushing so hard on a giant weight
Feel like it's just me against the state
They've got a wooden box made just for me
To lie down in for eternity

No escape for you this time
Set the world on fire tonight
Nowhere else to run or hide
Everybody's gonna burn alive

No escape for you this time
Set the world on fire tonight
Nowhere else to run or hide
Everybody's gonna burn alive

I get blood on my hands when I use my phone
I get blood in my eyes when the TV's on
I get blood in my mouth when I start to eat
Nothing left of me but rotten meat

I get blood on my hands when I use my phone
I get blood in my eyes when the TV's on
I get blood in my mouth when I start to eat
Nothing left of me but rotten meat

No escape for you this time
Set the world on fire tonight
Nowhere else to run or hide
Everybody's gonna burn alive

No escape for you this time
Set the world on fire tonight
Nowhere else to run or hide
Everybody's gonna burn alive
Burn alive
Burn alive
Burn alive


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Wake Up, Freak Out - then Get a Grip

Awesome video, I highly advise you watch it:



I ctually don't have any words for it, just watch.

Not by me, but I feel like it's about something I make it my mission to make other people aware of.


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We're all Going to Hell

One of the most recent Hearse Pileup songs - thought I might start posting up some of my lyrics.

Brixton's on fire
And the heat's started to spread
So let's get out the water canon
To blind people from the dead

Tottenham's on fire
Hate has burst into our streets
A seething wave of fury
Is building up around our feet

Either the rapture didn't happen
Or we're all going to hell
Put your hands over your nose
Try to ignore that burning smell

London's on fire
Homes are turning into ash
Forget about your wealth
Because the banks are our of cash

England's on fire
We'll engulf ourselves in flame
We'll turn upon ourselves
When we have no-one left to blame

Either the rapture didn't happen
Or we're all going to hell
Put your hands over your nose
Try to ignore that burning smell

In other news, our new website is up, you can see it here

Also, we have a gig on Tuesday, come down if you fancy hearing what it really sounds like.

We have a live album up on Bandcamp too for free download right now, so go check that out too.

Finally, I've also set up our newsletter, which you can sign up for here.


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Plan B's Ill Manors; Wake Up, Get Angry.

I didn't know much about Plan B until I heard the above song - I was more likely to have associated it with a local nightclub in Bixton.

I happen to think it's the best thing that's happened to modern popular music in a long time. It shits all over materialistic wank that seems to stem from a lot of (popular) rap and hip-hop. It deals with class interaction, politics, and the way a whole swath of the British populace is being victimized and forgotten about. Or worse, misunderstood and hated.

Obviously it is highly controversial; "How can you support the London riots?!" "Why can't you all go work as slaves at poundland and get off the streets?!"

What I find disturbing about it all is firstly the conservative party's general lack of understanding or care for these people who turn to this kind of activity because they were judged and sentenced the moment they were born. Secondly is the labeling by those in positions of power of the lower classes.

Violent. Uneducated. Lazy. Parasitic. Yobs.

David Cameron overtly pursued a course of action that fought fire with fire. This isn't the action of someone who'd like to 'hug a Goldie's, in classic Eaton drivel. This is the action of someone who wants to make an enemy of the people.

I can think of another group of society that were rounded up and demonised; the Jews under the governing of the Nazi party. During a recession no less.

A melodramatic comparison? Probably. But it is one that makes my skin crawl nonetheless.

But underlying all of this, as the Guardian quite eloquently pointed out, is why the riots happened. For a few short days a forgotten minority of the population got to feel like they had power the only way they could: by rampaging through the streets in angry mobs, and it was terrible, and caused them more harm than good. But I can understand why they did it.

You see, modern democratic process allows us the illusion of choice, it pacifies many. When you sit back and think about it, we are as helpless and without hope as those on the estates, on a global scale. Hell, I'd go and riot too to help create a sense of panic, just to feel like I could get a reaction.

Someone got jailed for TALKING about organizing a riot, on facebook, is that not more than slightly wrong?

Things are not 'ok', locally or globally. And it's something people need to be more aware of on a global scale.

Music is a medium that communicates with all levels of society on an unparralelled level, I applaud Plan B's major contribution to this kind of political communication - a long standing tradition. I hope more comes. Fast.

Coming very soon...

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Coldplay stole my idea!

Funny how my last post was about copyright and fair use



Quite a lot of correlation, right?

I'm going to blow off some steam for a bit, then I might bost something new and exciting.

-Matt


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