Wednesday, May 4, 2011

"Three Cheers for the Firing Squad" EP Released

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"...let your gutters be properly torn by that badass downtuned roar of the guitar, and get high…" -Mari, Sludge Swamp


At long last...


After many months and/or years of waiting, the Three Cheers for the Firing Squad EP is finally getting a release – a release of sorts at least.  The album is currently only available in digital format.  You can stream the album online or you can name your own price, and download the album at our Bandcamp site.

It has been nearly two years since the formation of Swamp and a little over a year and a half since we started working in earnest on the three songs on Three Cheers for the Firing Squad which are being released today. It has been a learning process; as far as the technical aspects of the recording and composition process as well as on a creative and personal level.


Mental health permitting, we would like to put out an LP in the future in addition to pressing physical copies of the existing EP.  Keep an eye on our blog and like us on Facebook and/or friend us on Myspace.


Cheers,
Swamp

Lyrics to "I Want My God and I Want My Guns"

You can listen to and download the track "I Want My God and I Want My Guns" here.

Lies! O victimless reapers;
Weave in to night their cunning and sick illusion of Christ.
Dire! O visionless dreamers;
Blinded and sleepless.

Anxious anticipation;
And when death takes you,
You’ll wish that life had been more precious
(to you, won’t you?)

Fire! We’ve burnt all your steeples;
Engulfed in purifying flame.

Pray! No one is listening.
Gray! Deadly and glistening;
Dull glassy eyes judge human lives.

Slay! Your God commands it.
(Take me home)

Hypocrisy!

I want my God and I want my guns
To cling to.

Pilgrims to the church of the atomic bomb:
Bearing their crosses,
Armed to the teeth.

I want my God and my guns
To cling to.
(Religiously)
I want my God and my guns
To cling to.
(Desperately)

Lyrics to "Trespassers Will Be Shot"

You can listen to and download the track "Trespassers Will Be Shot" here.

Barbed wire and fading signs
line roads through foggy mire unkind
To rusted shacks engulfed by vine,
Bred by sludge, forgot in time.
Bayou people peer through mossy blinds
Waiting patiently or prey.

In wicked ground tangled locks of weed,
Bleeding sewer seed, so viciously.
Onward sparks of breeding trees
In the swamps of Architoa.

Sludge in their veins like ball and chain
To swamp’s domain, unknown, profane

You’ll be looking down the barrel of a loaded gun
Trespassers will be shot, indiscriminately.
Aimed by rotten inbred fucks (missing some chromosomes).
Survivors will be shot over and over again.

In wicked ground tangled locks of weed,
Bleeding sewer seed so viciously.
Onward sparks of breeding trees
In the swamps of Architoa.

Slug in your brain, slow oozing pain,
Sludge in your veins, unknown, profane.

Shrooms bring down those greasy punks.
Scavengers. Trespassers.
Get off my lawn you fucking kids

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Lyrics to "Painstaker"

You can listen to and download the track "Painstaker" here.

Go take your medication.
This is the last great American movement.
Peace and love are dead, rebellion has been quelled.
All that’s left is the dead rotting carcass of American culture
Left out in the sun to wither.

Soaked in acid, wrapped in fuzz,
Saturated in smoke and nicotine buzzed
Broken glass litters filthy floor,
Wooden panels mask the sick and the bored.
Bitter gaze, caustic little smile,
And from dead eyes, the sting of the bile.

Wash down those pills,
They keep it at bay;
The disease that cripples
And fills your life with decay.
Moth-bitten curtains,
Yellowed and sour.

And the gin helps too, but you already know that don’t you?
Beautiful brainwashing abuse
Slowly driving you insane; withered lace, where is my brain?
Beautiful brainwashing abuse

Soaked in acid, wrapped in fuzz,
Saturated in smoke and nicotine buzzed.
Broken glass litters filthy floor,
Wooden panels mask the sick and the bored.
Bitter gaze, caustic little smile
Leaking from dead eyes, porcelain and vile.

Thursday, December 9, 2010

"I Want My God and I Want My Guns" Available for Streaming and Download


"I Want My God and I Want My Guns," the first track off the upcoming Three Cheers for the Firing Squad EP is now available to stream at myspace.com/welcometotheswamp.  Or, if you prefer, you can download the track at our Bandcamp here.