Locked out of Hope

by Goldman $ucks

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This album was recorded in March 2016 at Mainsound Studio, Frankfurt/M, Germany. Recorded, mixed and mastered by Chris Groneberg.
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released May 4, 2016

All music and lyrics by Goldman $ucks

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Goldman $ucks Aschaffenburg, Germany

A'Burg five piece of noise addicted music maniacs-
'cause In the end HARDCORE IS WHAT REMAINS!

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Track Name: Rant
You're proud of things completely random
The womb from which you were torn
The color of your skin
The country where you were born

Keep your racist bullshit to yourself
You couldn’t be more wrong!

Propaganda, right-wing rant
WE DON'T NEED THAT HERE
The only thing you prove is your

IDIOCY
Freedom of opinion is what you claim to justify your prejudices
But my opinion about you makes you be in a snit

PRIDE AND IGNORANCE ARE AKIN
YOU’RE PROUD AND IGNORANT

Just to follow their lies is so much easier
Than to form an opinion of your own.

PRIDE AND IGNORANCE ARE AKIN
YOU’RE PROUD AND IGNORANT

You reject people you know nothing about
Degrade others to feel stronger yourself
A parrot repeating brainless slogans
A follower in a flock of sheep
WE’LL NEVER GET ALONG ‘CAUSE

You're proud of things completely random
The womb from which you were torn
The color of your skin
The country where you were born

Propaganda, right-wing rant
WE DON'T NEED THAT HERE

DON'T SAY YOU'RE NO NAZI CAUSE YOU ARE!
Track Name: False Positive
I was arrested and charged with treason
An enemy of the state
They said my denial was pointless
And that they needed me to cooperate.

Remanding in custody
Without bail
High flight risk

Interrogations over and over
Showing me pictures of persons unknown

Solitary
Sleep deprivation
Somebody tell me what’s going on

I know squat about algorithms
I know squat about super-computers

“That’s right, Sir, we know everything about you
We have monitored your every step in the last two years
And I promise you, if you don’t cooperate
You will end on the electric chair!”

I know squat about algorithms
I know squat about cross references.

I AM FALSE POSITIVE!
Track Name: You Will Remember Me!
Yes, just look away
You won’t recognize me anyway
I’m just your neighbor
Your colleague, your acquaintance

Yes, keep ignoring me
I am the invisible ghost
Just one in a million

But trust me I will change that!
Trust me!

I need your life!

You make me famous, post-mortem celebrity
My hideous face all over your big ass TV
Breaking news, talk shows, documentary

I need your life now!

Don’t take this personal
I don’t give a shit who you are
You’re just collateral damage
making me a superstar

And I don’t care
If you do not deserve to die
You’re going down with me
Meet you on the other side!

The higher my death toll
The more famous I will be
My name and face forever edged in the public mind
Track Name: Extras
An extra in the cheapest b-movie
Always begging for a line
Expandable and irrelevant
Never in the public eye

Paralyzed by the strongest desires
Hamstringed by persistent dreams
Two steps forward, a 100 steps back
Towards an unattainable aim!

Always whining
Always begging
Always complaining
NEVER FIGHTING

Jealous of everybody
Begrudging them of things they do better
Never poised to do anything
Things must be served on a silver platter

Praying to the gods for a better chance in life
Outcast and lost and doomed and cursed

Erratically living day by day by day
Everything or nothing is the name of the game
Running too fast to even take a short breath
Eyes wide open blowing every chance
Relying just on luck and faith
Overstating the case and in the end
You got nothing