The Mauls

by The Mauls

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released March 4, 2014

Recorded and mixed by J Robbins at the Magpie Cage
Mastered by Dan Coutant at Sun Room Audio

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The Mauls Washington, D.C.

It began on a cold night in December. Mike got a speeding ticket. Parking was easy. Songs were tight and punkish. Pete cut a deal and we hit the studio. We relocated. New jams took shape. Kirk carved linoleum and everything fell into place.

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Track Name: Totem
Taught to swim by being thrown in
Chose a route instead of roaming
Always dealt under the table
Never settled for a label

An empty stage
A rattled cage
You deviate
We carve a totem for your grave

Chasing feelings just to stay true
Thank yous given lacking value
Sorrys taken never offered
Fame denied and chances squandered

Tried to build but tools left blisters
Chopping wood created splinters
Boxed up tiresome thoughts too often
Sinking nails into the coffin
Track Name: Facetime
Face time, important
Real talk, avoided
Fear creeping, inside you
Won’t do this, or will you?

The money, it feeds you
The money, it makes you
I don’t wanna go
Won’t go back now
The money, it feeds you
The money, it makes you
Not gonna follow you
Even if you know how

Your actions, are guided
By those, providing
Don’t doubt, they’re sayin'
The dough, they’re payin'

Election, you got it
The people, they bought it
A servant, you’ve become
Just not for, good reasons
Track Name: My Rites
I won’t be unrealistic
But I wish I were more prolific
How are you so optimistic?
Maybe I’m just much too passive
I cannot be more aggressive
That just strikes me as offensive

Lost desire to seek your praise
Always misconstrued
I desire not to impress you
You call all my failures vice
Take credit for my pursuits
I desire not to impress you

I can’t sell my own success
Don’t see talk as virtue
I desire not to impress you
We know nonsense charms the masses
How does no one see through?
I desire not to impress you

Look. Look at me.
Look. Look at me.

Cheering your own victories
Presumptions become truth
Still desire not to impress, you
I will learn to shout out
All the good things that I do
Still desire not to impress, you

Look. Look at me.
Look. Look at me.
Track Name: Bow
Kicking at air
And punching stone
How I act out
When I'm alone

I Tried
To abide
And failed
When you lied

And we fought
So I bought
What you sold
With no thought

Gonna take a bow
This scene is through
There’s no more left
Between me and you

I Tried
To abide
And failed
When you lied

And we fought
So I bought
What you sold
Track Name: Plastic Perfection
You’re Plastic, you’re perfect
You took out what was wrong
And you fixed it
You’re plastic, you’re perfect
You took what you had and improved it

Siliconed and sealed.
All the scars are healed.
Everything has been lifted
Cuz you didn’t like what was gifted.
Watched all the shows and rags
Saw what the others had
Said it was time to be
The best that you could be

Everything is color corrected
From eyes to hair to lashes
With the right shoes to match
And every hair’s been waxed
With all those clothes you’re stashin'
Always the latest fashion
You’ve used those cards to death
But who cares about a little debt?
Track Name: Starch
You step in a room
All eyes look away
When you ask a question
No one knows what to say

Scared to let me play a greater part
How does life taste with so much starch?

I can hardly manage
To spend days like this
Pushing paper for you now
Earning full benefits

I’ll work the system
Give the answers you want
I won’t beg to differ
My time’s gonna come
Track Name: Counting Pennies
Bearing witness you deny
Growing into every lie
Squandered gifts serve to distract
A constant threat to set you back

You’re afraid
To begin
Claim yourself
From what you’ve been

Counting pennies, tossing dimes
Stretch a dollar into time
Acquiesce to those that say
Crooked words and lead the way
Track Name: Small
All is grand according to messages you pile at our feet
Suck the air out of a room with every comment, laugh, and tweet
Spouting vapid verses of so-­‐called knowledge to your willing herd
Not as great as you may think; sense of self-importance is absurd

Gonna make myself small, make myself so small, I won’t be
Gonna make myself small, make myself so small, you won’t see
Me wrap myself up, wrap myself so tight, I won’t feel
Gonna Wrap myself up, wrap myself so tight, I can’t deal

Publish life with no regard for those that fail to fit into your plan
Attention deficit keeps you pushing buttons when you can
See yourself outside the box, actually you’re deep in a pit
Stay out of my hula hoop, I promise to ignore your clique