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Make Some Noise

by Strange Lips

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1.
Don't Go 01:58
I wake up in the morning And I wonder where you are I'm always looking for directions When I'm driving in my car Gotta come across a future Gotta wipe it all away But even when I'm leaving There's still things I want to stay Don't go, don't go Don't you leave me alone Up, low, we outgrow Please don't, please don't, please don't go I feel my body changing And I'm filing down my face But who would be a passenger In finishing this race? If I'm seeking some attention It's to mitigate decay But even when I'm leaving There's still things I want to stay
2.
Sellout 03:12
Everyone's a sellout But hey, we've gotta pay our rent So we participate in corrupt economics And oppressive government It's hard not to feel like a hypocrite When you're a self-described anti-capitalist Hand in your card; have your viewpoints dismissed 'Cause you're working every day for the bad guys Everybody's got to compromise Every day, we try to survive Break it down from the inside Bit by bit by bit Wasting every day of our lives For the promise of better pay It doesn't matter what job you've got There ain't no shades of grey It's hard not to feel like a hypocrite When you're a self-described liberal socialist Peddling crap with hands that ought to be fists Punching up against that which employs us So put my words on the F.M. Broadcast me to them My own propoganda My own song Sign me up for a label Make that dough while I'm able Can art turn a profit And if so, would that be wrong?
3.
Well, the folks in D.C. looked up one day And they saw that the heartland looked a little too straight So they rounded up dykes from Portland to Brooklyn To put a queer touch on the food that you're cooking Now from OK to Iowa, there's an invasion Of tough, butch gays of the female persuasion I'm a federally-funded lesbian farmer Old MacDonald better lock up his daughter I'll turn her into a man-hating feminist I'm just here to make an honest living Working hard, ploughing, tilling And when I'm done, shucks, get me a girl to kiss! Well, it seemed like the job was right on the nose 'Cause we've all got plenty of flannel clothes And it seems like farming goes much faster Behind the wheel of my Subaru tractor Yes, making things grow is great work to do And hey, little lady, I could grow on you
4.
The Problem 02:47
Every day I feel like I've dozed behind the wheel My eyes are off the road and I've lost control GPS has lost its signal and my mind is growing dismal I'm out of gas and I've got nowhere to go It's the problem of our generation It's the debt that follows graduation A sinking sense of alienation from my fears And we're all suffering depression In desperate need of decompression But instead we're only living our own fears "Go to school," they said; "Pay a mint to fill your head" And they promised us a cornucopia But now there are no choices and it all just seems so pointless All we got was anhedonia Oh, my vision's getting blurred; this life just seems absurd I'm desperate for some answers to reveal And I'm just too irate to elucidate The myriad of ways this seems unreal
5.
Every day, from every corner It seems like there's brand new reasons to mourn, ah A human rights abuse encyclopedia Dispatched through news and print and social media And sometimes your anger gives way to exhaustion Overstimulated by the shit that you're watching And I guess I never felt that life would be painless But it's hard to keep fighting when nothing ever changes I'm so tired I'm so tired I've got to take a moment to breathe The revolution never sleeps But sometimes I've got to Ain't no crime to put up your feet I'm just feeling beat Life's a lotta stress to go through I'm afraid that I'll overheat I've just gotta rest; I hope that I'm not going soft So tell the revolution that I'm taking a day off It's a long, long game as a protest musician We won't get our rights until we force them to listen I promise tomorrow I'll come back from the quiet Pick up my sign and rejoin the riot I'm so tired I'm so tired I've got to take a moment to breathe The revolution never sleeps But sometimes I've got to Ain't no crime to put up your feet I'm just feeling beat Life's a lotta stress to go through I'm afraid that I'll overheat I'm aching and I burned my hand on a molotov So tell the revolution that I'm taking a day off I'm gonna take a day To catch up on my sleep Vegetate a little bit Make something to eat I'm gonna take a day To not think about how much I hurt
6.
Four billion problems One simple solution: Send all men to the moon We've had enough It's time to end This patriarchal reign What have men brought us But famine and terror Aggravation and pain? Mother Earth is a world of women A world made for girls Fire up the rockets T-minus ten Play that countdown tune Four billion problems One simple solution: Send all men to the moon Is there anything more disappointing Than putting up with men? Come on ladies, let's get together And make this world ours again Ten Nine Eight Seven Six Five Four Three Two One Ignition Blast off!
7.
Hey! Hey! Break it all down! Hey! Hey! Break it all down! Hey! Hey! Break it all down! Fascism has got to go I want to be a professional anarchist That's something that the president says exists I hope it comes with health and benefits Oh yeah, I want to get paid To shout "Down with the U.S.A.!" I could use a roof above my head I could use some food and medicine But it's hard to come by anything When the price tag's just too high I want to be a professional anarchist Get worker's comp when it's hazardous Briefcase full of plastic explosive Yeah, I want to get paid To shout "Down with the U.S.A.!"
8.
But you never showed and signs Wow, you're so brave I never would have been able to tell that you're really a - You have to understand this is hard for me
9.
Reject All American (free) 02:54
Regimented Designated Mass acceptance Over rated (Lip sync) Apology (Lip sync) Salutations (Lip sync) Teen anthem (Lip sync) Obligation If you work hard You'll succeed A starring role On Nothing Incorporated Reject all american He gets good grades Plays guitar He's all the rage on Nothing Incorporated Gets good grades and plays guitar Thinks he's cool but really is not Reject sportscar Reject mausoleum Reject all american
10.
White Clover 03:13
If I were a flower I'd be a white clover Unnoticed, all around In sidewalk cracks I'm found And swaths of shamrock fields All over I'd represent a promise Locked deep inside my center Present, peering out Through footsteps, darkness, drought Reminding always: Stay remembered And if I could decide Where we go when we die I'd choose a quiet rooftop seat Some twenty-, thirty-thousand feet To calmly watch the world from the sky We'd sit and sigh and smile At all our tiny sisters Present, building, making art Working, pushing, taking part Finding satisfaction In every earned blister Yes, if I could decide Where we go when we die I'd choose a quiet rooftop seat Some twenty-, thirty-thousand feet But I don't want to go there At this time

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released January 31, 2018

Words and Music by Stephanie A. MacIntire
Except Track 9, by Kathleen Hanna

All vocals and instruments performed by Stephanie A. MacIntire
Recorded at Glam Studios in Brooklyn, NY
Mixed by Sherman de Vries and Stephanie A. MacIntire
Mastered by Sherman de Vries
Artwork by Eric Lide ( ericlide.com | @ericlide | ozziethevampire.com )

Special thanks to Hannah Allen, Christine Block, Em Huff, Annette Lewis, Izaak Seaberg, Elisabeth Todd, Matt Treacy, Kasey Van Hise, Amy Vaughn, and the ever-patient Paul

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Stephanie MacIntire New York, New York

Loud guitars and cusses. Punk rock riot grrrl shit.

You might know me from playing on the Undertale soundtrack, or from the band Strange Lips.

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