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Not Like This

by Iron Chic

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©ough©ool Iron Chic's narrative, some of the most aware & conscientious lyrics you will find in punk. The music is just as damn good...
"There's no answers, so take a guess & make up the rest"
"I couldn't stand to watch you die, so I died first, that's how I survived"
🌸💀🌸💀🌸 Favorite track: Know What I Mean, Jellybean?.
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Apocalypse Dude "Iron Chic is a decent band from Long Island, NY. They play songs that are acceptable."

Well they didn`t lie about that. Favorite track: Time Keeps On Slipping Into The (Cosmic) Future.
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"If I can ask one thing when I am dead
would you lay me down by the river bed?
let me wash away
let it take me back from where I came
all I am and all I was is just
blood and dirt and bones and mud
and I'm better off that way
I'm better off that way" Favorite track: Time Keeps On Slipping Into The (Cosmic) Future.
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I want to smash my face into that god damn radio it may seem strange but these urges come and go I'm seeing double now, I tell the truth in stereo I don't say much and when I do it's not enough I can taste the grief, feel that old anger bubble up it makes it hard to breathe it makes a case for throwing up so I medicate and when my eyes are red enough I start thinking straight and I can face the day Face down, lights out put some music on maybe I'll come around maybe find the will to sing and all the things I could never say will come pouring out of me through my broken teeth the best and worst of me I sold my soul now I age but don't get old and to this day it's the best deal I ever made all the things i could never say will come spraying out of my face through my broken teeth the best and worst of me
The cycle goes on and on an endless circle of scaring the shit out of me as we get strung along dragged 'til were nothing but cosmic debris If there's something wrong then there's something wrong with everything and what spurs us on will pull us apart just trying to find our place fight our way through a four dimensional space and our reward for this is not knowing why we exist if there's nothing wrong then there's nothing wrong with anything and what spurs us on will pull us apart If I can ask one thing when I am dead would you lay me down by the river bed? let me wash away let it take me back from where I came all I am and all I was is just blood and dirt and bones and mud and I'm better off that way I'm better off that way
Timecop 02:23
remember when time was all we had? no care for the sand in the hourglass each new night was another shot to stake our claim on a parking lot remember when friends we're all we'd need? day followed the night and we'd let it lead in the basement on the pavement we couldn't conceive of an end to it but it's not like that anymore re-group, re-calculate rushing in was our first mistake re-think, re-calibrate set our sights on something bigger (maybe move on to better things) remember the pain of growing up? it may have hurt but it sure was fun it made us who we are now it gave us a mystery to figure out this is what we waited for these days not much has changed except how we feel and whats at stake but we are still the same should we chose to linger or move on to better things
life is weird but were together here so what's the use in being normal burn the village and take what's left do the things that we've been doing to death. taking things too seriously that's a motherfucking time bomb so bite the bullet and take a breath look at me I'll be laughing to death If I hear another word about a better place I'll paint these walls with my fucking brains you say I wouldn't but if I did you don't think I'd go to hell for it I agree and then we laugh a cosmic joke or a master plan? the best part of it is either way we couldn't give a shit. there's no answers, so take a guess and make up the rest. I may start to reminice about better days or the obliteration of the human race if it never fucking ends I can't begin to make sense of it so let's agree we'll always laugh not miss the joke and do what we can to take it all with a grin and not be so fucking humorless
Black Friday 02:06
we get up early, we come home tired our lives for hire, we're making money for someone else can't breathe like there's hands around my throat can't scream this place is filled with ghosts every bodys looking for something can't leave or we're left with nothing clap your hands do the dead man shuffle slouch our way into an early grave is it disappointment or mild annoyance? a sense of contentment or fucking resentment? move your feet to this dead end beat slouch our way into an early grave get out of bed, get fucking dressed and think of better ways to keep busy clap your hands do the dead man shuffle killing ourselves for a living wage get out of bed get fucking dressed and get busy
by then I'd had enough I couldn't stand to watch you die so I died first, that's how I survived now i cant Feel the ground tremble beneath my feet and I won't make a sound while this town crumbles into the sea It's been years, even after all this time I'm still here there's simply nothing inside when I held your head and whispered into you ear " it's okay to leave now, there's nothing left for you here." I knew I had nothing left to fear it's not hard to keep it inside a feeling so hard to describe I don't know if that's okay i'm gonna do it anyway do it anyway yeah it hurt, it's almost something else now I cried so much I thought I might drown I'm out of tears, I'll make no concessions through all these years I've learned a lesson every thing I love will die in due time
not like this, it's a parable it's a fucking myth it's a show and honestly Im not a dishonest guy but that doesn't mean that I can't tell a lie if you don't believe me take a look in my eyes you see we're all faking and it's no big surprise everybody just makes it up as they go along with a mind like this who needs enemies this antagonist keeps me honest silly as it seems this nonsense means everything it's kind of an inside joke but truer words were never spoke everybody's stuck but were fucked 'til we move along It's a mystery why we see things so differently but something has got to give I can't say why it's just the way it is everybody just makes it up as they go and everybody's fucked but we hope we can move along
In One Ear 03:35
is the song worth singing when there's no one listening? you know the words you know they hurt but you know they're right when you got the urge you thought you were the first but you will never be first at anything are your ears still ringing? are the wounds still stinging? you know the words you know every verse you know what's right that's what makes this worse so fucking absurd you have never been so sure about anything
there's a kind of focus a subtle art to losing sleep it takes a certain special kind of person to make decisions as fucked as these but thats just the start just a small part of what makes us who we are we make our intentions clear we choose our words carefully we don't believe everything we hear we still have some noise to make If there's a god he hates us does what he can to see us fail but were not superstitious so we don't fucking care we just need a spark, a light in the dark to show us where we are defend against the hordes with rusty shields and broken swords all we need are words a handfull of drunken slurs truth be told, we'll always know that we will never be alone
you took the first fucking chance to get out of town I'm cool with that but I still want you around I wouldn't say I'm stuck here but that's irrelevant because you're free and clear but don't sweat it I'm just saying I couldn't really make a case for staying I don't think I'm wrong, I don't think you're wrong in the worst fucking case we could lose ourselves each of us in a personal hell we can take the heartache as we stumble our way through our old mistakes and I get it I don't regret it I just want to be the one who said it right or wrong it's different when you're gone we made a hell of a mess out of this poor town we've been given the chance to spread it around we do things the hard way we all fall apart at our own pace ugly bedrooms bred bad habits made it hard to see through all the static does it ever end? It never fucking ends we saw it coming from a thousand miles away it's a brand new day and we all find our way (home) (home) is where the heart stays when the heart strays home is where we are today


Debut 10 song full-length from Long Island natives. Anthemic & melodic punk rock from a line-up that features members of: Latterman, Small Arms Dealer, Capital, Get Bent & Jonesin'.

Vinyl & CD available from: www.deadbrokerecords.com


released September 1, 2010

Recorded Spring 2010 @ Hobo house by Phil Douglas.
Iron Chic / Dead Broke Rekerds 2010.


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Iron Chic is a decent band from Long Island, NY. They play songs that are acceptable.


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