CROSS DOG

by CROSS DOG

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Dustin Lawrence This is pretty much punk as a raw as you can get it! Really gnarly album start to finish. Favorite track: Broken Bones.
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MITCH THE DESTROYER If you like your punk raw, fast and hard-hitting then this album is for you. Just discovered Cross Dog yesterday and haven't looked back since. Fuckin LOVE this album, and can't wait for Vigilante. See you guys at WayHome!!! Favorite track: American Dream.
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AVAILABLE JULY 6 2013

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released July 6, 2013

Recorded at The Narrows Studio/Tracy and Mark's apartment.
Produced by Cross Dog.

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CROSS DOG Peterborough, Ontario

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Using only a bass, drums, and a voice, CROSS DOG plays a blend of hardcore punk and classic, riff-driven rock and roll.

CROSS DOG is:
Tracy A - Vocals
Mikey Reid - Drums
Mark Rand - Bass
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Track Name: So Hot Right Now
Vintage store shopping trust fund kids with white sinuses
Smart phones in stupid hands
Fat boys in skinny pants

So hot right now
There's nothing to think about
Why bother thinking about anything but fashion when the media is all you know
A generation of narcissism
They drink fast, but they think slow

So hot right now
Nothing to think about
So hot right now
Suck on the old cash cow

Hey, who is she wearing
Hey, ignore another school shooting
Hey, I just love the design
Hey, ignore another suicide

So hot right now
There's nothing to think about
Why bother thinking about anything but drinking when the media is all you know
A generation of narcissism
They drink fast, but they think slow

So hot right now
Nothing to think about
So hot right now
Suck on the old cash cow
Track Name: Dear Harper
The time has come to take your stolen crown away
To demand your dues all be repaid
Your promises like viruses infect
You make me sick
Read the fine print, or is the oil too thick?

You've had your chance to stop the damage done
I won't stop now, not 'til this battle's won
You've had your change to stop the damage done
I won't stop now, this fight has just begun

Sedate the masses with your bullshit grin (Hey!)
I won't believe a word of your goddamn shit
You said enough by doing nothing at al (Hey!)
We built your tower, now you'll watch it fall

The time has come to take your stolen crown away
To demand your dues all be repaid
Your promises like viruses infect
You make me sick
Read the fine print, or is the oil too thick?

You've had your chance to stop the damage done
I won't stop now, not 'til this battle's won
You've had your change to stop the damage done
I won't stop now, this fight has just begun
Track Name: American Dream
You see him walk these streets, familiar face living downtown
Holding up bar stool seats, and never putting his drink down

A local waste of life, a dirty stain on your polished scene
Cringe as he stumbles by, you don't know where this bum has been, hey!

A blank stare, you can't spare any change
It's not your life to save
Put your faith in the American dream, just believe in the American dream
Find god, get on your knees and pray
Sell your soul and you might be saved

Duty calls, you've gotta fight for the man
When duty calls you've gotta fight for the man

Sign him up and fly him east, a one way ticket to the new 'Nam
He wasn't there to keep the peace, draining blood in the hot sand

A blank stare, you can't spare any change
It's not your life to save
Put your faith in the American dream, just believe in the American dream
Find god, get on your knees and pray
Sell your soul and you might be saved

Spoken: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness"
Unless, of course, you are sick, marginalized, different, unable, or unwilling to feed the machine that broke you, and that has no intention of fixing you.

Put your faith in the American dream, just believe in the American dream
Put your faith in the American dream, god bless the American dream
(Hey, hey, hey!)
Put your faith in the American dream, just believe in the American dream
Put your faith in the American dream, god bless the American
Track Name: Martyr's Cross
Palms bloodied by the mark of the martyr
You're telling stories, gotta make them believe
Clock's tick, tick, ticking like a timebomb
About to blow open your trail of deceit
You keep talking but the crowd is dead
You keep talking so you know you're alive
You're your biggest fan, give yourself a hand
Each word reaffirms what you think you've been concealing

I see right through the charade

Stand tall on your soapbox, preach to get yourself off
(You play god)
Think no one is right, and you can never be wrong
(On your cross)

Always searching for a source of attention
You wear your problems like a badge on your breast
Crave sympathy from strangers to make you feel
Worthy, and different, and so much better than them
I've got your sickness locked between my crosshairs
Nailed you down to your holy cross
You can't deny it, you're fucking lying
So buried in shit now that you've started to believe it

I see right through the charade

Stand tall on your soapbox, preach to get yourself off
(You play god)
Think no one is right, and you can never be wrong
(On your cross)

It's started pushing down, pushing down
Your fucking ego has a life of its own
It will take you down, take you down
You'll be left with no one, yeah!
You're on your own

Stand tall on your soapbox, preach to get yourself off
(You play god)
Think no one is right, and you can never be wrong
(On your cross)
Track Name: Surgery
Prepare the operating room
(Cut it out, throw it away)
Sanitize and sharpen all the tools
(Cut it out, throw it away)
Inform the patient of the risk
(Cut it out, throw it away)
Of a procedure such as this

It's an excision of the part of the brain
That makes you hurt
And makes you hate

You can't say "faggot" anymore
(Cut it out, throw it away)
Or call a strong woman a "whore"
(Cut it out, just cut it out, yeah!)
Put down your fists and practice art
(Cut it out, throw it away)
Now that I've cut your head apart

This might leave a scar
Just try a little foundation, baby
It worked on her black eye
She hid what you did from her family
But you can't hide from this surgery

It's an excision of the part of the brain
That makes you hurt
And makes you hate

I'll change your mind and things you say
(Cut it out, throw it away)
I'll change your mind and things you say
(Cut it out, throw it away)
I'll change your mind and things you say
(Cut it out, throw it away)
I'll change your mind and things you say