Album Description:
What the Hell's going On! is a socially and politically oriented alternative punk rock album, that speaks out against a loss of values in American culture.
Album Credits:
The album was recorded in North Hollywood, CA during the summer of 2018.
Vocals & Bass: Walter Dimmock III
Guitars: Anthony King
Drums: Billy Baker
Mixed by Patrick Burkholder
Engineered by Dan Shortly
What the Hell's going On! is a socially and politically oriented alternative punk rock album, that speaks out against a loss of values in American culture.
Album Credits:
The album was recorded in North Hollywood, CA during the summer of 2018.
Vocals & Bass: Walter Dimmock III
Guitars: Anthony King
Drums: Billy Baker
Mixed by Patrick Burkholder
Engineered by Dan Shortly
Album Lyrics
Let's Get Rid of LA
L.A. what a town
Scum bags hanging all around
Kill you for a buck or two
Shoot you while you’re driving through
Never let your defenses down
The crazy one might be close around
Don`t drop your guard stay alert
Don`t fall victim to some jerk
Let`s get rid of L.A.
Beverly Hills reeks of fashion
Beaches with bikinis flashing
Living out of garbage cans
What will you find for lunch today
Let`s get rid of L.A.
Watch the gangsters down the street
Squabble to be big man of the block
With a can of spray paint and a hand gun
Buddy what is it you want
Droughts earthquakes riots too
L.A. let’s get rid of you
Scum bags hanging all around
Kill you for a buck or two
Shoot you while you’re driving through
Never let your defenses down
The crazy one might be close around
Don`t drop your guard stay alert
Don`t fall victim to some jerk
Let`s get rid of L.A.
Beverly Hills reeks of fashion
Beaches with bikinis flashing
Living out of garbage cans
What will you find for lunch today
Let`s get rid of L.A.
Watch the gangsters down the street
Squabble to be big man of the block
With a can of spray paint and a hand gun
Buddy what is it you want
Droughts earthquakes riots too
L.A. let’s get rid of you
Numb
First they raped her
Then tried to burn her alive
It`s another day in the city
Just the same old jive
See the children
With all those guns
Shooting at policemen
Kids having fun
Another person got shot today
Oh-hum I`m numb
People smiling while they loot and burn
Saw them on the TV made my stomach turn
Too many pointing fingers
Too many pointing guns
Makes me afraid for my country
And what is sure to come
Another person got shot today
Oh-hum I`m numb
Then tried to burn her alive
It`s another day in the city
Just the same old jive
See the children
With all those guns
Shooting at policemen
Kids having fun
Another person got shot today
Oh-hum I`m numb
People smiling while they loot and burn
Saw them on the TV made my stomach turn
Too many pointing fingers
Too many pointing guns
Makes me afraid for my country
And what is sure to come
Another person got shot today
Oh-hum I`m numb
A Nation
A nation in great measure
Determined by fate and accords with the time
A nation in great measure
By virtue of unselfish modesty
It is only by the consequences of it`s actions
By the fruits of it`s labor
That a nation can judge what it is to expect
A nation in great measure
Favorable friends won through sincerity
Strength within clarity and culture without
A nation in great measure
Truth that`s accessible and dignified
Power in a graceful controlled way
This brings supreme success and wealth
Determined by fate and accords with the time
A nation in great measure
By virtue of unselfish modesty
It is only by the consequences of it`s actions
By the fruits of it`s labor
That a nation can judge what it is to expect
A nation in great measure
Favorable friends won through sincerity
Strength within clarity and culture without
A nation in great measure
Truth that`s accessible and dignified
Power in a graceful controlled way
This brings supreme success and wealth
On Your Own
You worship your computers
Like some new found God
You take the world for granted
Now it`s in your back yard
When so called friends turn their backs on you
Start counting your means
Consider things can get worse
Like you never seen
You’re on your own
You parade your strength with weapons
While hysterically you sing
Sticking your nose in people’s business
You ought to know what that brings
You've taken your own lives for granted
Is that all they`re worth
You want to believe you got the blessings
Blessings only God can give
You’re on your own
Like some new found God
You take the world for granted
Now it`s in your back yard
When so called friends turn their backs on you
Start counting your means
Consider things can get worse
Like you never seen
You’re on your own
You parade your strength with weapons
While hysterically you sing
Sticking your nose in people’s business
You ought to know what that brings
You've taken your own lives for granted
Is that all they`re worth
You want to believe you got the blessings
Blessings only God can give
You’re on your own