Must Be Nice

by Sam Justice

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released December 31, 2011

all riffs, beats and howls conceived by Sam Justice courtesy of Rudyland Music (ASCAP).

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Track Name: Scream In The Night
Well you scream in the night cause you know that it's right and you know...
Track Name: Tectonic Plates
Cold Pounding Rain Blind
Stone Fortress Tame Mind
Howl Creature In Side
Fear Stricken Bleak Time
Pain Fortress In Side

I want to scream to end this dream
But darkness suffocates
My soul has become buried under old teutonic plates

Dead Lies Burn
Old Thoughts Churn
Dead Lies Burn
Old Thoughts Crumble Churn

Take this all away I cannot face another day
I’d rather go…no…not what I had in mind
Where’s my show?
Oh I am missing my Bravo
Take me back...
Track Name: Droid
What's the attraction of glowing distractions that constantly emanate from this device in my hand?
Quarterback fantasy, metal blog ramblings,
It's been 10 days since I set foot on unpaved land.

But I've got no time the green light's flashing
What the status? Who's been texting me?

Two weeks in Kenya I still can remember,
You lay unattended. Your signal was dead and gone.
But back in the states I was touching your face,
And I couldn't believe we had been apart for so long.

Your my portal to the world.
I cannot find my way without you.
Good lord, I am annoyed.
I am a Droid.

Touch me, feed me, hold me, charge me.
Don't talk to anybody. You don't need a body.
Wake up in the morning,
I'm the first thing you reach for.
Humanity Technology at war!
Track Name: Police State
They keep on saying that this is the end
But you know that we've heard it before.
Feels like they're sucking up all of the power
But they still keep asking for more.
We gotta take control and wrestle back the gold
From the ones who took it away.
But it's hard to make a move when they're always watching you
And you're trying to just get through the day.

It's Lonely, and it's frightening outside.
And you're only trying to keep yourself alive.

You better watch your back. Clean your plate.
Cuz you know we're living in a Police State.
Pay your debt. Watch your weight.
But don't you ever think about running away.

But it's lonely, and we're barely getting by.
Are the cronies trying to starve us from inside?

They keep on looking for the mark of the beast
On every goddamn thing that they see.
Feels like we've living in a bad sit-com
Just watching ourselves on the screen.
So we got a new control from the Apple Store
We don't want to be left behind.
But the ceiling got raised and the $ got slain
By the fascists who control our mind.

But they're only trying to keep us laying down.
So we've only got to burn it the ground.

You better watch your back. Clean your plate.
Cuz you know we're living in a Police State.
Take your stand. Seal your fate.
But don't you ever think about running away.

You better watch your back. Clean your plate.
Cuz you know we're living in a Police State.
Pay your debt. Watch your weight.
But don't you ever think about running away.

You better watch your back. Clean your plate.
Cuz you know we're living in a Police State.
Make your bed. Stay up late.
But don't you ever think about running away.
Track Name: Licensed
I don't wanna be licensed
I don't wanna be used
Don't wanna be licensed
Fuck you

Don't line me up to your picture
I didn't write it for you
Don't wanna be licensed
Fuck you

Wait a minute now
I just changed my mind
Cut out the third verse
Don't pay it now mind
Let's re-record it on my own dime
Just give me a chance to set up my publishing line

Now I wanna be licensed
I really like your shampoo
I think my sound is enticing
Don't you?

Wait a minute now
That song sounds like mine
Did you use it in the rough cut before it went online?
Who re-recorded it, some Santa Monica swine?
The musicologist said it didn't violate my mind
Track Name: Feed
I can’t keep up with the feed no more.
Am I falling behind? It can’t be sure.
I’ve got four windows open but I’m still bored.
Can’t keep up with the scene no more.
Programmable pablum online snore.
I’ve got five windows open looking at some suckers pitchfork score.
Oh and I’m searching for the feeling that I got the day before.
You told me to forget it since the world was still at war.
I can’t keep up with the dream no more.
Did we already make it? I can’t be sure.
I’ve got six strings tuned and ready, but no one’s there to score.
Can’t go on like this much more.
Solitary confinement, 10 to 4.
Never thought I’d be a 9 to 5-er but it might beat dead and poor.
Are you working? Who’s hiring?
Are you looking? I’m trying.
Are you ready to buck it up and do some dirty chores?
Oh do you ever get the feeling that the world has passed you by?
You told me to forget it so I guess I better not cry.
I can’t give in to the demon’s roar
Aimlessly surfing on an endless tour.
Got a four year old sweetie, and she needs me for the pizza store.
Can’t keep up with the fear no more.
Beating up Justice, tell me what for?
I’ve got one window open and one foot out the door.
So shut the window and take me out the door!
Track Name: Cloud
Don’t let the tangles of wires control you
No need to pile em all around
Plenty of virtual arms to hold you
And all the tracks you’re laying down

No need to handle your assets
Just pass them all along to me
I’ll store them up here inside my network
Unless your ass forgets to pay the fee

So don’t be late the hour of freedom is upon us
Go out and make your momma proud
Drag and drop your worries, come and join the party
Celebrate in the cloud

Be the first of your friends to like this
Help me pump up my stats
I need a good buzz to start around me
Pat myself on the back

Communicate in the cloud
Participate in the cloud
Vegetate in the cloud
Track Name: Screen
You got a number in the city,
But you never learned to dance.
You got an offer that was pretty,
But you never took a chance.
Tried your best to pinch your pennies.
Tried to make the moment last.
Left a dollar on the table.
Left a sip inside the glass.

You couldn't see, you were already free,
But you just want to watch that Screen.

You tried your best not to be naughty
But you clicked it just the same
Hoped nobody was a lookin’
So happy that you hadn’t paid

Feels like the seasons are a loopin’
And the shuffle’s on repeat
Left a quarter in the washer
And put a sneaker on your feet

You couldn’t see that you were already free
But you just wanna touch that screen
How could it be? You’re not out on the scene
Cause you just want to touch that screen


Now it’s time to crunch the numbers
Oh can’t you hear the piper play
Wondering how they got your number
And why you sit inside all day

Feels like the music is a loopin’
And the verse is kinda weak
Bounce it down and start another
Go get a caffeinated treat

You couldn’t see that you were already free
But you just wanna touch that screen
How could it be? You’re not out on the scene
Cause you just want to touch that screen
Track Name: Indie Rock's Rockin'
Opened up Arthur and what did I see?
Indie rock's rockin' much harder these days.
Now that the Rapture have lost all their fangs
Indie rock's sounding a bit more like the Bangs.

Now that it's been sold to the blood sucking freaks
Indie's not rockin like it used to be.
Wasn't into the phonies on Indie 103
Had to settle for metal fake faked by Drag City.

When Devendra picked up the electric guitar
Indie rock started rockin little bit more hard.
Got a Toyota Scion parked out in my yard
And indie rock's rockin at my neighborhood bar.

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