God Bless Miss Black America

by Miss Black America

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1.
Human Punk 02:50
HUMAN PUNK “Why is it so important that we be humiliated, with such ingenuity and at such great expense? We never thought we were such hot stuff in the first place.” – Kurt Vonnegut, ‘Timequake’ No divine presence ever touched us No miracle let us talk in tongues Now you spend your days praying, crying For forgiveness just for being human You’ve made it clear you will not rest until You’ve sussed out – What does God say? The human punk is an animal The human punk is unconditional The human punk loves those who keep sinning Over and over again God’s good children are playing outside Learning to cheat, learning to hate, learning to fight Why do we rejoice in pointless suffering? What does God say? The human punk adorns my walls The human punk never fails to rock my World The human punk is always listening The human punk is a God worth worshipping The human punk is an addict: An adrenaline-junkie, class-A mentalist The human punk is ready to die to keep the rock ‘n’ roll Rock ‘n’ roll dream alive They told me to burn my books and my CDs And that my friends were a satanic, evil influence on me And you say rock and roll destroys the soul? I say, “BITE ME” What does God say?
2.
Strobe 02:40
STROBE “As long as you can still be disappointed, you are still young” – Sarah Churchill “How you been doing?” she said I said, “Done nothing, usual thing.” Cue silence She smiles, I shrug, she walks away “That’s one, two, three, four, five years covered, then…” When did I become predictable? Strobe Flickering On and off again While you played human cannonball to a small World I’ve gone nowhere fast in a big town and stayed alone Just wasting other people’s space 24/7, 365 Finding new ways to stay off my face When did I become… Go! Strobe Flickering On and off again Strobe We are the living dead We are the living dead Dead by 30.
3.
CAR CRASH FOR A SOUL “Live fast, live forever” – The Dawn Parade Skilled, professional teams have created, In magnificent sweatshops, This gold-plated Plastic gangster with a car crash for a soul Keep the motor running Let the good times roll On over the precipice My life came flat-packed Inside it’s falling to pieces But the surface remains intact At the drive-in with a car crash for a soul You call this a party? It feels like a funeral And we thought we’d died alone These brain-dead functions never felt like fun And now’s the time for us to say, “If we’re gonna crash, they’re gonna pay” Tonight we shine so bright Tonight we kill the light Our star is rising Yours is falling Shopping’s just like sex in pornos: Urgent and joyless I’m so modern everything is pointless With this smashed-up, burned out car crash for a soul There’s no big “fuck you” We just lost all self-control And we thought we’d died alone These branded boxes never felt like home And now’s the time for us to say, “If they’re gonna screw these corpses, they’re gonna pay” Tonight we shine so bright Tonight we kill the light Our star is rising Yours is falling.
4.
INFINITE CHINESE BOX “See, unlike most social phenomena, all the punk violence was directed at itself. People weren’t hurting others – they were hurting themselves to get at others… It was saying, ‘You want to hurt me? Well, fuck you. And fuck your friends, too, because I can hurt me more than you could ever hope to.’” – Julian Cope, ‘Head On’ On a speedway Crashing your car To see your face drop Who is the victim? You’re awaiting my transmission An infinite Chinese box to get lost in All that you see is a replay Every time you close your eyes, I’m there Crashing over and over again An infinite Chinese box to get lost in Deal you in Cash you out Deal you in Crash you out.
5.
Roadkill 03:56
ROADKILL “Your life collided with mine… and you simply failed to survive the wreckage.” – Poppy Z. Brite, ‘Exquisite Corpse’ Did I see our star collapsing Or was it my imagination? We’ve been crushed and we’ve been broken Still we stand The Earth is flat and full of corpses We fuck our sisters to stop the bleeding Another careless copulation Another gaping mouth to feed It’s no wonder we all break beneath the weight of our regret Like Chinese water torture it goes drip, drip, drip, drip The best thing about the past is that it’s already gone So you don’t have to nail yourself to someone else’s cross We don’t kill to cure the boredom We like our vengeance to be painless So we just sit and watch the roadkill Take it time and time again This backward life is just existence We always hoped people would forget But like the stink and my erection These things never go away It takes strength to stand this straight beneath the weight of our regret Like Chinese water torture it goes drip, drip, drip, drip The best thing about the past is that it’s already gone So you don’t have to nail yourself to someone else’s cross Anymore We love you so much it should make us puke But we don’t eat ‘cause we’re too cool And when the cupboards are all empty And the table is bare And the hand that rocked the cradle rules the World And we’ve been wiped out We eat roadkill.
6.
PERSONAL POLITICS “The biggest disease today is not leprosy or tuberculosis, but rather the feeling of being unwanted, uncared for and deserted by everybody.” – Mother Theresa It’s not intent that makes us liars But desire to please And be more than we ever could be In a million years And all our failures are demons We must conquer if we are to be strong It’s not just the looks that make these eyes sore It’s the lifestyle, baby Not everybody gets to win But I will win, ‘cause I can win Yeah, I will beat this thing for you I will conquer I will learn to be strong But it’s just words that count for nothing Personal politics Empty words It’s just pointless words that make us liars Oh, we do it every time Hack, hack away at your demons But they still eat you alive Now you’ve seen more than you wanted to know You use staples to keep your eyes closed People talk People talk and talk They go on and on and on But it’s just words that count for nothing Personal politics Empty words It’s just pointless words that make us liars Oh, we do it every time I’d do anything for self-control sometimes Death to all liars. Death to us all.
7.
Talk Hard 03:36
TALK HARD “People who get nostalgic about childhood were obviously never children.” – Bill Watterson, ‘Calvin & Hobbes Yukon Ho!’ I am not washed-up I should believe I am but I do not I still read all their ungraded hatemail Fourteen long years of school And all I learned was to fail But I am not proud To rot with that crowd ‘Cause I am stronger I was born in a force ten gale It takes more than hot air to blow the wind out of my sails And my eyesight’s poor But I am the future Hear me roar And get ready to talk hard Know this: your head is not empty So talk hard You can do anything you feel “Toilet-trained and dumb” When we first talk we learn by rote, “We are scum “We come from nothing? That’s what we deserve” Classrooms crowded with robots We are Goebbels’ children But we’re not down yet Don’t let them forget That we are stronger You were born ‘Til the day you die, you are alive While you’ve got the time At least try to justify yourself The buck stops with you and no-one else So get ready to talk hard Know this: your head is not empty So talk hard You can do anything you feel.
8.
SCREAM FOR ME “Envy provides the mud that failure throws at success.”
9.
DON’T SPEAK MY MIND “I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% how I react to it.” – Chuck Swindoll We have all the time in the World We have all the time in the World We’re two of a kind, you and me We stare blind and stupid At a sky that refuses to fall Two grown people sharing half a brain In our many-splendored vacuum we remain ‘Til, still asleep, we suffocate Mutually masturbate But neither of us comes The future is now, boy Let’s get it on And believe it: I’m leaving I’m leaving Don’t speak my mind Don’t speak my mind ‘Cause you don’t know me at all Instead of wasting time with the rise and fall We stay grounded and never rise at all Well, we’ll have all the time in the World to confess When we’re dead and gone And almost as useless The future is now, boy Let’s get it on And believe it: I’m leaving I’m leaving Don’t speak my mind Don’t speak my mind ‘Cause you don’t know me at all Don’t speak my mind.
10.
MISS BLACK AMERICA “Those who restrain desire, Do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained” – William Blake You used to be the life and soul Now you practice and preach self-control Yeah, you are obsessed with privacy but there’s none Six billion mobile phones There’s no escape Trust no-one Shout it out until your blood runs cold Shout it out until your lungs explode Shout it out, “I am Miss Black America” Shout it out, “I am Miss Black America” What happened to your urge to destroy And your mission to bring the noise? Two young boys wanking over atlases Six billion empty heads Death to the living dead Shout it out until your blood runs cold Shout it out until your lungs explode Shout it out, “I am Miss Black America” Shout it out, “I am Miss Black America” Shout it out, “They won’t take us alive “We are beyond embarrassment “We want real lives “And we’ll get them, yes, you’ll see” So, shout it out Shout a hard thing and a mean thing Let the hatred flow free Be an obscene thing Be obscene I am Miss Black America.
11.
Montana 08:10
MONTANA We thought big ‘cause we felt little And scared the future would leave us behind We would find joy through acquisition These happy days would not be yours or mine until We got it all Faster than a rabbit gets fucked But inside we’re still us We acted cheap to gather riches We took the American dream to bed And woke up impotent with sickness The weight of all the World rests on our empty heads We got it all What the hell do they mean when they say, “You know, darling: something’s got to give.” What they don’t know Cannot hurt them We must tell them We must tell them.

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Originally released October 2002 on Integrity Records INT013, thanks to them for these copies.
Dedicated to the memory of Rosamund Mitra Dunham

“There is no excuse for crashing a car sober” – Stephen Fry, ‘The Hippopotamous’

These copies sold to raise money for Sid Hudson's Crowdfunder following a serious accident at Bury St Edmunds Skatepark:
www.gofundme.com/f/s3ade-support-for-sid

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released July 31, 2020

Album credits:
Produced and mixed by Gavin Monaghan
Engineered by Andy Taylor
Recorded and mixed in 21 days between September 2001-January 2002 at Magic Garden Recording Studio, Wolverhampton, UK
Mastered by Ian Shepherd at Sound Recording Technology, St Ives, UK
Album cover by Tim Williams and Seymour Quigley

All tracks written by Baldwin/Gish/Quigley/Smith

Seymour Quigley – vocals and guitar
Mike Smith – bass and vocals
Neil Baldwin – drums
Gish – guitar

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