Bullet For The Wicked

by Dead Pollys

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9 track punkrock album. Guest artist Jonathan Segel from Camper Van Beethoven on violin.

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released January 15, 2015

Produced and recorded by Dead Pollys. Mixed by Erik Ullvin. Photo by Pernilla Larding.

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Dead Pollys Stockholm, Sweden

Dead Pollys from Stockholm, Sweden is a three-piece classic energetic punkrock act with members from infamous bands like Sir Reg, Mansic and Pasted. In their collective past they have made more than 200 performances all over Europe.

They strive to deliver punkrock with influences from everything they love, so don’t be surprised if you hear traces of folk, pop or any other genre in their arsenal.
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Track Name: Straight No Chaser
The long hard winter broke your will
but the move was something of a thrill
So you left for pastures new
it was the only thing to do
and you had dreams to fulfil

So you moved to another land
You learned the language but found it hard to understand
But you longed for home
you felt angry and alone
and the only friend you had was close at hand

Straight no chaser, bottoms up
you have already given up
Straight no chaser, that’s the deal
In a drunken haze nothing is real

You lost your job, you lost your friends
You lost your flat ‘cause you didn’t pay the rent
The further that you fell,
it’s so easy to tell
the closer you came to the end

Straight no chaser, bottoms up
you have already given up
Straight no chaser, that’s the deal
In a drunken haze nothing is real

And without any hesitation
you found your own self-medication
One bottle a day, of Scottlands finest
that really helped you through the day

Straight no chaser, bottoms up
you have already given up
Straight no chaser, that’s the deal
In a drunken haze nothing is real
Track Name: Get Yer Facts Right
YOU TALK IN THE PRESS BOUT THE THINGS YOU’VE ACHIEVED
FEED US WITH NUMBERS THAT WE CAN BELIEVE
BUT HISTORY SHOWS AGAIN AND AGAIN
THE TRUTH CAN BE BENT TO FIT YOUR OWN ENDS

YOU BOAST ON THE NEWS OF THE GOOD THAT YOU’VE DONE
YOU FOUGHT FOR OUR RIGHTS WHEN OTHERS DID RUN
BUT CHECK OUT THE PAST YOU WEREN’T EVEN THERE
SO ALL YOUR GOOD DEEDS ARE BUT HOT THIN AIR

TAKE A LOOK IN MY EYES, STOP FEEDING US WHITE LIES

GET YOUR FACTS RIGHT BEFORE YOU OPEN YOUR MOUTH
GET YOUR STORY STRAIGHT BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE
GET YOUR FACTS RIGHT BEFORE YOU OPEN YOUR MOUTH
‘COS THE TRUTH WILL ALWAYS COME OUT

WHEN IN A TIGHT SPOT, YOU SWEAR YOURSELF FREE
YOU BLAME IT ON OTHERS, IT’S THEM IT’S NOT ME
AS THE TURNCOAT YOU ARE, YOU SOON CHANGES SIDES
LET OTHERS GET BUSTED WHILE YOU HIDE

TAKE A LOOK IN MY EYES, STOP FEEDING US WHITE LIES

GET YOUR FACTS RIGHT BEFORE YOU OPEN YOUR MOUTH
GET YOUR STORY STRAIGHT BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE
GET YOUR FACTS RIGHT BEFORE YOU OPEN

YOU WANT US TO BELIEVE THAT YOU’RE BETTER THAN YOU ARE
BUT EVERYTHING YOU SAY POINTS THE OTHER WAY

GET YOUR FACTS RIGHT BEFORE YOU OPEN YOUR MOUTH
GET YOUR STORY STRAIGHT BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE
GET YOUR FACTS RIGHT BEFORE YOU OPEN
Track Name: Waiting For Tomorrow
There’s a man waiting for words
on how to make it through the day,
and a woman in anxiety
asking for the way

There´s a number and a count
of the unemployed, you see
and these figures doesn’t add
we need something to do to be free

You’re waiting for tomorrow
You’re waiting for the day to come
You’re waiting for sorrow
Waiting, all deaf and dumb
Waiting, all deaf and dumb
Waiting, waiting all deaf and dumb

With a number in your hand,
waiting for your turn
There’s a plan for action;
Ha! You will never learn

As election day will come
activity is forced on you
so that when the numbers count
they’re better, but never true

You’re waiting for tomorrow…
Track Name: Ninjas Of Society
It’s a fight to get up there, to wake up in the morning
It’s a battle just to go ahead
It’s a warzone in the underground, if you don’t see it
I believe you are already dead

And every time when I think about it
Yeah, every time it cross my mind
I want to end it all right here because you see
I’m not blind, blind

You need to be, man
Another he-man
Another ninja of society

It is with warfare that you fight for positions
To get that opportunity, what then?
Kill your only friend and slaughter your family
and blame it all on them, they are not men

And every time when I look at you
I feel a sadness in my soul
You will never be happy you see
You’re in a hole, hole

You need to be man…

And everytime a whistle is blown
and everytime they get get to you
I feel that somewhere deep in us all
We want the truth, the truth

You need to be man…
Track Name: Here Comes The Nightmare
I’ve been growing up since I was young
Every road I chose has been so wrong
Every woman bad for me, I guess
Never been to good, always been less

Every morning’s a joke on me, I’m sure
I (really) don’t know what I am waking up for
And every night I long for it to end
I don’t have the power to pretend

Here comes the nightmare again
Here comes the nightmare

Every step I take, I take in vain
Every handshake is so full of pain
Every friend I loose they hate me so
I wish I never heard them ask me to go

Every kiss is poison in my head
Every word of love is full of lead
and if I tell you it won’t do
You always think it’s about you

Here comes the nightmare…

Chasing chasing I am sorry
Racing hope and glory
Gazing the horizon
Only facing me, I’m gone
Track Name: All The Gold In The Land
GO TO SCHOOL AND STUDY HARD
WAS THE ADVICE THEY GAVE ME
YOU HAVE TO PUT SOME EFFORT IN
AND YOU WILL END UP WITH A DEGREE

YOU WORK IN A DULL PLACE
FOR ALL OF YOUR LIFE
JUST TO MAKE A LIVING
I’D RATHER FOLLOW
MY HEART AND MY DREAMS
I WILL NEVER GIVE IN
NOT FOR ALL THE GOLD IN THE LAND

LEARN A TRADE, FIND A GOOD JOB
AND YOU WILL HAVE A FUTURE
YOU GET A PENSION WHEN YOU RETIRE
YOU GOT IT MADE, YOUR LIFE IS SECURE

YOU WORK IN A DULL PLACE
FOR ALL OF YOUR LIFE
JUST TO MAKE A LIVING
I’D RATHER FOLLOW
MY HEART AND MY DREAMS
I WILL NEVER GIVE IN
NOT FOR ALL THE GOLD IN THE LAND

TOO MANY OPINIONS
TO MAKE UP YOUR MIND
TOO MANY BROKEN PROMISES
THAT’LL ROB YOUR SENSES, AND MAKE YOU BLIND

YOU WORK IN A DULL PLACE
FOR ALL OF YOUR LIFE
JUST TO MAKE A LIVING
I’D RATHER FOLLOW
MY HEART AND MY DREAMS
I WILL NEVER GIVE IN
NOT FOR ALL THE GOLD IN THE LAND
Track Name: Knock 'Em Down
Some people walk that extra mile
Just to get ahead
They don’t stop for nothing,
not even for the dead

Some talk until the walls cave in
just to get across
They don’t care if they’re wrong
or if the meaning is lost

The less you know,
the higher the walls of hatred grows

Let’s knock ‘em down
Knock‘em down
Let’s knock ‘em down
Knock‘em down

Some believe in the power of strength
as long as they got a gun
There’s no doubt they’ll shoot to kill
if their opinions are over-run

Some people know the power of god
as long as you believe their way
Heredicts and infidels
are sure to be an easy pray

The less you know,
the higher the walls of hatred grows

Let’s knock ‘em down
Knock‘em down
Let’s knock ‘em down
Knock‘em down
Track Name: Call It Freedom
THE COMMUTER TRAIN IS FULL OF PEOPLE
ON THEIR WAY TO THEIR DAILY TASK
A TEDIOUS JOB IS WHAT THEY’RE IN FOR
REAL FACES HIDDEN BEHIND A MASQUE

JUST LIKE ZOMBIES IN THEIR HUNDREDS
THEY JUST STARE WITH EMPTY EYES
IF SOMEONE SHOULD LAUGH OUT LOUD
EVERYONE TAKEN A BACK WITH SURPRISE

YOU CALL IT FREEDOM, I SAY SLAVERY
THE PAY MIGHT BE GOOD, YOUR SOUL’S IN MISERY
WHEN IT AFFECTS ALL OF YOUR WAKING HOURS
YOU ARE TIED UP, BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO POWER

THE REPORT THAT IS URGENT
IS STILL WAITING ON YOUR DESK
THE PILE KEEPS ON GETTING HIGHER
BUT YOU’RE IN NEED OF A REST

THE BOSS IS RAGING, HE’S ON HIS WAY
YOU CAN HEAR HIS ANGRY VOICE
YOU JUST WANT TO DISAPPEAR
BUT YOU DON’T HAVE MUCH OF A CHOICE

YOU CALL IT FREEDOM, I SAY SLAVERY
THE PAY MIGHT BE GOOD, YOUR SOUL’S IN MISERY
WHEN IT AFFECTS ALL OF YOUR WAKING HOURS
YOU ARE TIED UP, BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO POWER

IS THIS WHAT YOU’VE BARGAINED FOR

YOU CALL IT FREEDOM, I SAY SLAVERY
THE PAY MIGHT BE GOOD, YOUR SOUL’S IN MISERY
WHEN IT AFFECTS ALL OF YOUR WAKING HOURS
YOU ARE TIED UP, BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO POWER
Track Name: Marching Boots
How can it ever matter, your color or your roots
don’t your hear the echo of all those marching boots
The hate will never end there, it will bite us all, you’ll see
In a land of hostility, none of us will ever be free

Marching marching boots

I know that people are afraid and hungry now
and the pain and anxiety makes the hate grow
as the people are digging, hiding in a moat
in an everlasting search for a scapegoat

Marching marching boots

The suburban fire is a natural disaster
It will burn even higher, harder and faster
When poverty and pain is met with ignorance
People will do things that makes no, that makes no sense

Marching marching boots

And now Europe is on fire
hear the crier, hear the crier
The end of the world is presumed
Shouting out that we are doomed