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Stripes was released on September 20, 2005 by Blacktop Records as a part of the album Hell's Winter

Song Details

AlbumHell's Winter

Release DateSeptember 20, 2005

LabelBlacktop Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM155

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Cage

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Blockhead

Composer

Chris Palko

Composer, Lyrics

Lyrics

"To continue the fight through the months ahead for my personal

Vindication would almost totally absorb the time and

Attention of both the president and the congress. Therefore

I shall resign the presidency effective at noon tomorrow."

In other news a US military police officer stationed in

West Germany was detained after authorities seized an

Undisclosed amount of heroin from the floorboards of his

Heidelberg home where he resides with his wife and son

Beer cans and cigarette butts cover the floor day

Half gone he sleeps scared, pregnant teen in the doorway

Watching him sleep clutching her belly, little feet kick

To send the teen back to the toilet, spent her last week sick

When little Billy feed her ground up Jesus powder

Would've beat her louder if it would've pushed the fetus out her

Father in the making, crooked MP forsaken

The military cop that sells eighths to bring his cake in

She's shaking, praying her labor kicks in before

The doors kicked in for them brown bricks in the floor

I mean, she can tell you exactly how the gutter taste

Father to her kid in custody right when her water breaks

Snitched on his compadres for a few more runs

And the irony of giving a stuffed rat to his newborn son

Dishonorably discharged, no jail time in court

Told to pack his family up and go the fuck back to New York

Fuck Bill Murray, not the actor

The deadbeat dad that smacked her

Then left her with rats after he snatched her

The bastard inventor that bent her backwards in winter

With her back against the wall she can hear death singing in her

With her back against the wall she still hear death singing in her

With her back against the wall she still hear death singing in her

She's scared to leave him, convinced somehow she really needs him

Back in New York, her prison of pain and Billy's freedom

Holding her baby, he'd say crazy shit to break her

When she fell asleep he'd escape her, wit's end, and wouldn't wake her

He'd sneak out, she'd wallow in it, role model the shit

That put his Christian Scientist father in debt

Gave him his first stroke, he refused his medication

Cause it went against his religion, he'd rather his lord take him

Through stroke number two and start withering his flesh

And lay the emaciated World War II veteran to rest

Left his family debt, turmoil and wreckage

And his grandson to scatter his ash over the US Intrepid

Then little Billy plummet to his knees still numb from it

Held his kid by his arm with a shotgun to his stomach

When threats to destroy what he created get tucked away

When he looks in his son's face and see he might grow up to say

Fuck Bill Murray, not the actor

The deadbeat dad that smacked her

Then left her with rats after he snatched her

The bastard inventor that bent her backwards in winter

With her back against the wall she can hear death singing in her

With her back against the wall she still hear death singing in her

With her back against the wall she still hear death singing in her

With her back against the wall she still hear death singing in her

With her back against the wall she still hear death singing in her

Needles through the skin again, inject the rust and cinnamon

Pull off the tourniquet, load up the shotgun and sentence them

He knows that there's a bed in hell waiting for him

But he ain't been sane since he started huffing chloroform

With his shit decorum

He lets off shots, the neighbors say shooters

Into the phone, the Middletown police and state troopers

While every family member on the premises runs from death

Greeted by dozens of officers with guns and vests

His suicide by cop sweater on, "Get low!"

Is told to the crowd watching him shoot through the window

His son clutched in his mother's arms unaware it's the end

They bring him out in handcuffs but never to be seen again

Fuck Bill Murray, not the actor

The deadbeat dad that smacked her

Then left her with rats after he snatched her

The bastard inventor that bent her backwards in winter

With her back against the wall she can hear death singing in her

Written by: Blockhead, Chris Palko

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