Just Like Roaches, by Clenched Fist

Just Like Roaches

by Clenched Fist

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1.	Just Like Roaches 01:42	lyrics	download

2.	Selfmade 03:15	lyrics	download

3.	Summer Avenue Bastards 03:02	lyrics	download

4.	Dying at 33 03:56	lyrics	download

5.	Rat Race 03:25	lyrics	download

6.	The Epitome 03:28	lyrics	download

7.	Pack My Things & Go 03:27	lyrics	download

8.	Random Things 03:13	lyrics	download

9.	Solitary Confinement 03:36	lyrics	download

10.	Yuppies on Motorcycles 02:47	lyrics	download

credits

released 04 November 2009
Clenched Fist is
JuicyJoel.com - vocals
Paul Doherty - guitar
Josh Sowell - bass
Austin Morlan - drums

Guest vocals on "Summer Avenue Bastards" by Andrew "Memphis" Murphy of Death Before Dishonor
Guest vocals on "Solitary Confinement" by Bryan Harris of Death Before Dishonor

All Music by Clenched Fist
All Lyrics by JuicyJoel.com except "Summer Avenue Bastards" by The Goddamn Murphy Brothers (JuicyJoel.com & Memphis Wayne Mayne)

Music recorded December 2008 by Alan Burcham at Ardent Studios in Memphis, TN
Vocals recorded January 2009 by Bart at Motaland Studios in Denver, CO
Bryan DBD's vocals recorded January 2009 by Frank Puopolo at Iron Sound Studios in Boston, MA
Vocal production & direction by Andrew "Memphis" Murphy

Backing vocals by JuicyJoel.com, Memphis, Jacob George, James Labelle, & Mike Sullivan
Mixed April 2009 by Alan Burcham at Ardent Studios in Memphis, TN
Mastered September 2009 by Kevin Nix for L. Nix & Co at Ardent Studios in Memphis, TN

Art design, concept, & creation by JuicyJoel.com

Clenched Fist has no managers, agents, assistants, or lawyers of any kind.

CF would like to acknowledge: MSHC, 5280, Andrew Memphis Wayne Mayne Murphy, Brookie G, B Louzy, Toof Mane, JoelG, Cody Smells, Tyts, Alan Burcham, Joe Hardcore, Jeremiah Chandler, Death Before Dishonor, Fight Like Hell, Dead City, Double Or Nothing, Mike Hood, Pride Kills, Will To Live, Scott Vogel, Thorp Records, George Hancock, Folsom, Steve Def-Star, George Hood, Bury The Living, the Memphis, Little Rock, Jonesboro, Tupelo scenes, and anyone who likes this band or supports it in any way, thank you.

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Track Name: Just Like Roaches: Crawling around underground
No one notices but we're always around
Endless and constant, we'll live when they're dead
Breathing new life even after it ends
Regardless the name we're always the same
Resist and persist is our natural way
Outlasting all is our distinction
We'll always be immune to extinction

Exist to survive, survive to exist
When death comes calling we always resist
Dying never, living forever

Exist to survive, survive to exist
Forever breathing, there is no ending
Never die, always live
Track Name: Selfmade: Unsure and always unsafe
Not knowing if we'll fall flat on our face
We'll be smiling tomorrow but we're crying today
Because no one's around to show us the way
Some got it good and are handed it all
But we make the mistakes and we slip and we fall
Smiling tomorrow because we'll get through it today
Realer than most because no one's paving our way
Paving our way, selfmade

As long as we're here we're staying true
To doing our thing with no help from you
Don't pretend us and you are the same
Our character and heart will put you to shame

Unsure and always unsafe
We went in blind and we fell on our face
But we're standing proud now because we're finding our way
Even though no one was there to show us the way
Some got it good and are handed it all
But we're better than them and we'll laugh when they fall
Smiling tomorrow because we got through it today
Realer than most because our way's selfmade

Learning from mistakes - we're selfmade
Paving our own way - we're selfmade
Put you to shame - we're selfmade
Track Name: Summer Avenue Bastards: This is real & this is the truth
The purest connection that nothing dilutes
Welded together by the heat of the South
I don't have to question and never a doubt
Dealt with struggle and pain we still feel
Came out hardened and tempered like steel
We'll be GDMB as long as we'll be
Showing the world our PIRE

GDMB as long as we'll be
Showing the world our PIRE

Two beasts from hell and straight from the South
Always up shits creek but we fight our way out
Bred on our hate for the world
So together we struggle
We're one and the same
And brothers eternal

We're grown men now and we cut our own path
Like our father before us, we can't be held back
Summer Avenue Bastards, remember our name
The real Tennessee Titans, we got no shame

May I burn in hell if I ever betray
Our mother's lessons and our father's good name
May I burn in hell if I betray you brother
Because all they let us have is each other
Track Name: Dying at 33: Just like my dad before me
I'll meet death at 33
Play Highway To Hell and bury me
When I die at 33

I imagine the scene after my last breath
Everyone's there and they're mourning my death
My mom is there and my friends too
All saying the same thing, I went too soon
Track Name: Rat Race: Wasting my time
Trying so hard but I'm just getting by
And I'm wasting my life
Asking the questions but I already know why
Kind of afraid to take a different way
And then hating myself at the end of the day
If I do nothing now I become a disgrace
I let myself down because my talents and dreams go to waste

I won't lose sight
Not fulfilled with just getting by
I can't keep on living this way
If this is life then kill me today

I'm trying to break
Away from ways normal people think
Dreams pass them by
They smile while they're living a lie

I won't lose track of the way I want to live
Get out of the rat race
I've got so much more to give
Track Name: The Epitome: You won't look back as you walk out the door
When something else comes along and this ain't cool anymore
You see for me it's plain and easy to see
That you're waving our flag because it's the cool thing to be
But where were you when this was hard to do
When no one else came to shows and we had something to prove
Soon you'll be gone when the trend starts to die
Go back to where you belong on the outside

Convinced all the others but you're not fooling me
Why even try when it's so easy to see?

To all the frauds, all the frauds, fakers, and hacks
This was never yours
So it's pointless to say we're taking it back
Track Name: Pack My Things & Go: I can't stand static
I can't stay still
I've got to move along
Opportunity strikes only once not twice
So I'll pack my things and go
I'll leave you behind
But don't you cry
Because you'll be running though my mind
I'll speak your name and sing your praise
Wherever I may roam

Any place I'll be, you'll be with me
Riding along as I proceed

So I'll pack my things and go
And get to paving my life's road
But any place I'll be, you'll be with me
Riding along as I proceed
Track Name: Random Things: Vivid memories, all that's with me
That's what's left of my dwindling family
Like summer time 1992
Saw Jackyl play, just my uncle and me
One of those time I never seem to forget
Late 80's didn't go to school
Checkers with Dad in his hospital room
Grandpa's yard chopping down the tree
They stay with me, all these memories
Random things I never seem to forget

Random things from memories
My line to those who have passed on
Random things from memories
What I value since they're gone
Random things from memories
My line to those who have passed on

Carry Grandma down the steps
She can't walk so she needs your help
Going to work with my dad
Playing in the mud, falling drawing blood
One of those times I never seem to forget
Christmas time, Grandpa and me
Sharing disgust for hippies
Grandma's food after school
They stay with me, all these memories
Random things I never seem to forget

They've passed on but I don't forget
Random things I've unsuppressed
They've passed on but I don't forget
Random things from memories
Track Name: Solitary Confinement: Do you know what it's like to be so alone
That solitary confinement feels like home
When you're wide awake but you can't face the day
No matter what you say and how much you pray

There it is
That sinking feeling again
The weight on my chest
That's becoming a friend
I used to hate
But now some comfort I take
Solitary feels like home to me

Long empty days devoid - of fun
Lonely nights of dinner - for one
Days into weeks when I speak to - no one

If I'm honest and truth be told
I'm getting used to life in the hole

Goddamn
Track Name: Yuppies on Motorcycles: Yuppies on motorcycles
Soccer moms with tattoos
Everything that I live for becomes diluted and made impure
Can't they just leave it alone
And let us have something we can call our own?

Seems like everything that is sacred to me
Becomes a meaningless trend that it so empty
Half hearted pretenders ruin everything
Always wishing to be what they can't be

What's left for outcasts of today
When your spoiled happy ass comes and takes it away?

Yuppies on motorcycles
Soccer moms with tattoos
Kids at shows who pretend to be
The hardest man the world has ever seen
Counter culture done all wrong
Mindless followers ruin it all
Can't they just leave it alone
And let us have something we can call out own?

Irrelevant
Commercialized
That is the fate of all the great things in life