Folk The System - Demo

by Stick and Poke

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Recorded in Lauren's basement with Garage Band.

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released 29 December 2011
Alison Soldink
Lauren Boyko

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tags: folk blue grass folk punk punk punk rock ukulele-core Toronto

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Stick and Poke is a folk punk band with punk rock, ska, and hardcore influences. We strive to contribute as much to the ... more local folk punk scene in Toronto as possible.

With help from our many supporters we hope to continue to support other local folk punk bands (such as The MissCreants, Screw You and the Four Chords, China Bones etc.) and with them maintain a fantastical folk punk scene in Toronto less

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Track Name: Youth Crew
Hey, you- dude standin outside the venue
Askin everyone if they’re Straight Edge
If they say yes, you will offer your hand
Bur if they say no, you tell them to “learn the truth”

But it’s up to them, what they do with their lives
If they like to drink, well that’s just fine
Who the fuck’re you, to tell them what’s right
What happened to the freedom to choose?

So fuck your conversions, fuck all your rules
And treating non-Edgers as if they were fools
People like you give Straight Edge a bad name
Persecuting those who don’t feel the same

Well it’s true that I am Straight Edge myself
But that’s because it works for me
I don’t give a fuck how you enjoy yourself
Just don’t fucking judge me cuz I’m clean

Even though I live the same way, I won’t
Perpetuate your stupid clichés
Did you forget why we’re all even here
It’s about the music, not the fucking beer

So fuck your conventions, fuck all your rules
Those Xs on your hands make you look like a tool
I may be Straight Edge myself, but I just gotta say
Fascist elitism is never okay
Yeah, fascist elitism is never okay
Track Name: Thanks Bastards
Thank you Mr. Officer Great for all the things you said to me,
for all the good that you have ever done.
Without you, what would I be, you're the gas upon my flames, my love and rage all rolled up into one.
For every time your gun goes off, and new rebel is born.
So when there's 41 bullets, there's 41 thousand thorns in your side
We'll take a ride down to Precinct 29, and we'll sing and dance and break the code of silence.

Thank you governor
Thank you governor
To the mayor and
The commissioner
Your monster is alive now
she's taken to the streets
crashing through your opera house and tearing at the seats
For all the times you sign your name, someone out there dies
Found a wallet, not a gun
Your mother's wipin' tears
From her eyes
We despise
Your hollow truths and honest lies
Now you can sing the monster into slumber

THANKS BASTARDS!
You made me what I am

THANKS BASTARDS!
I took the goods and ran

THANKS BASTARDS!
You made me what I am

THANKS BASTARDS!
I took the goods and ran

I took the goods and ran X3

Homeland security vs civil liberty
I'm studying in the shadows of our state
I've seen the bones they tried to hide
Cutthroat living other side
The flood of US bath water displaced

The funeral march of all the victims of your power war
Have robbed the right to steal the night and rebels shall be born
for ever more you're the storm we should play after it pours

And joy is sure to come after your silence.


THANKS BASTARDS!
You made me what I am

THANKS BASTARDS!
I took the goods and ran

THANKS BASTARDS!
You made me what I am

THANKS BASTARDS!
I took the goods and ran

I took the goods and ran X3
Track Name: Corpse Grinding Woman
When relationships are in the pits and nothin's goin' right
I'll take a trip to the graveyard and I'll pick out a site
A fresh new grave, a corpse I crave, I'll dig him up tonight
He won't scream or cuss or raise a fuss and we won't ever fight

I know the chances were so slim for you and I to date
But I thank god for mortality, now you can be my mate
I know that you've been dead awhile, I honestly don't mind
'Cause you still have that tender smile, and you've always been so kind

Cold and wet and dirty, you're lookin' mighty purdy
But I just don't understand why a
Dead boy's gotta be the one true love for me
I'm a corpse grindin' woooooman

I'll dress you in that lingerie that I bought for myself
I'll paint you in the makeup that's been sittin' on my shelf
And you and I will have a ball, I swear to God it's true
'Cause baby, you were meant for me and I was meant for you

Cold and wet and dirty, you're lookin' mighty purdy
But I just don't understand why a
Dead boy's gotta be the one true love for me
I'm a corpse grindin' woooooman

Be dead for me, my baby (BE DEAD BE DEAD)
Be dead for me, my baby
Be dead for me, my baby
Oh baby, til death do we start

Your skin it has turned grey, and there's pus oozing out your eyes
But that doesn't bother me 'cause you won't ever tell me lies
Relationships I've had in the past have messed me up for good
But I know you'll never leave me baby
Even if you could

Cold and wet and dirty, you're lookin' mighty purdy
But I just don't understand why a
Dead boy's gotta be the one true love for me
I'm a corpse grindin' wooooman

Cold and wet and dirty, you're lookin' mighty purdy
Cold and wet and dirty, you're lookin' mighty purdy
Cold and wet and dirty, you're lookin' mighty purdy
Cold and wet and dirty, you're lookin' mighty purdy
Track Name: Sink, Florida Sink
Not one more word tonight
between here and there
We'll put a distance the size of the ocean
so now this heart can beat a skipping rhythm
As the cadence carries me
I almost drift away
far enough to forget
but when it comes you cannot hesitate
and when found i will write
an account and seal it in an envelope
addressed to your last known residence

Whoaaaa.
whoa - oh - oh - ah - ohhh
woah - oh - oh - ah - ohhhhh
woah - oh - oh - ohhhhhh

And we sink, and we drown
and what is lost can never be found
well these arms did swim,
until the lungs pulled in
panic was lost in a deep understanding
that you did see what is wrong with everything
what is wrong with you and me
they make all the right reasons to fuck it up
you're gonna fuck it up

Whoaaaa.
whoa - oh - oh - ah - ohhh
woah - oh - oh - ah - ohhhhh
woah - oh - oh - ohhhhhh
Track Name: Set Ourselves Free
well everyone's got something they're afraid of,
and my dear i fear losing you.
but don't think i won't be there if you need me,
it's just sometimes i get scared too.
and i know that my fears are unfounded,
it's just this thing that builds inside my brain.
if i could just remember what you told me,
you said fear leads to shame and your not to blame. but now as we go
down this long dark road,
we'll keep our eyes fixed on
one another.
with your hand in mine
and some trust and a smile
we'll know there's no hill too big for us to climb.

so we'll reach for the stars,
but if we land on the moon,
it's all right
cause we know we did the best we could do,
no regrets, don't forget that sometimes life is hard.
i felt like shit when i left and you wanted me to stay, but i felt good when i was broke,
because i gave it all away.
oh it's weird and it's strange,
but it's nice when things work out that way.
so we fight with our heads held high,
and we won't back down
from these wars in this world, from these wars in our souls.

we just have to believe...we set ourselves free.

i looked down on the graves from the marta train
and i wondered if anybody ever really gets saved,
or is it just something people tell themselves
to make it through the day.
but just know that everything is gonna be all right, death is too hard to conceptualize.
i think we save ourselves when we laugh with our friends, when we cry.
so we fight with our heads held high,
and we won't back down,
from these wars in this world, from these wars in our souls.

we just have to believe... we set ourselves free.
Track Name: Teeth on a String
little fox girl, you are small and fair
racing through the forest with your moss-ridden hair
the forest is your bubble, protecting you from harm
away from mischief trouble, but not immune to dark charm

because in the shadows there lurks a beast
dark, handsome, mysterious to say in the least
suddenly a wolf boy he arose from the dark
quite ready to steal that little fox's heart

Now i'm screaming bloody murder
How did i get myself into this mess?
I will rip my teeth out one by one
And sew them onto my dress

curiosity killed the cat, a wise owl once said
when the cat turned around, she ended up dead
that stupid fox girl, she could not resist a look
the price that she paid was her sanity— he took

with his nature calling out, he cannot see
the little fox's cries for help, her little, little screams
back turned away, his views are hazy
calling her insane when it's he who drives her crazy

Now i'm screaming bloody murder
How did i get myself into this mess?
I will rip my teeth out one by one
And sew them onto my dress