Don't Make Sense
by @brisk
Liner Notes
I thought I'd better upload something to stop falling so behind, rather than having anything properly finished. The amount of cheating that took place to make the guitar part sound even this mediocre was phenomenal! Just wanted to get my first pessimistic environmental collapse song on the board, can't believe I've left it this long. Words need to be better, but I just had to go with something.
The drums in the overtly Sabbathy opening bit need to be better, I feel like they are missing the point, but maybe I'll tinker with them later and improve them. Can't be bothered now.
[edit: added the "toilet strain" moment just before the verse riff kicks in because it was fun and seemed genre-appropriate]
#heavy #rock #riffy #environment
Lyrics
lose ground on the burial mound
on the burial mound
we inherited/found
retreat from the waters so brown
watch the waters so brown
as the weaker ones drown
climb high on the ones who first die
on the ones who first die
we can keep our feet dry
join hands on the last of land
on the last of the land
we can make a last stand
It don't make sense to me
You don't make sense to me
Stay calm when our house is on fire
when our house is on fire
We can find a new buyer
It don't make sense to me
You don't make sense to me