code red is the highest level of security enforcement in the U.S.A.
lyrics
hate these sordid ways, it’s feeding on fear now
Seen it all blown up in a haze
As if they slayed future in a blaze
Makes no sense now to see you smile
I see death lurking in your eyes
You’re breaking in tears now
It all died somehow
Let’s reminisce about the good old days
And find it all died from our ways
Take my hand we’ll find a hideaway
Get you safe for another day
Red code, again
Red code, my friend
I hate those sordid ways, it’s feeding on fear now
Diversity becomes an enemy
Enforces the mold to sympathy
A paranoid mind makes you blind
If they want the world, then the world can die
The war is on again, they’ll fight until the end
Seeing bodies falling all around cherished ones are now underground
Guess I’ll have to disobey
Hand grenade , end this misery
Red code again, red code my friend
Red code impends, red code dead end
Fun, bright post-punk that emulates the bands I grew up with so well that I honestly had to check and make sure the album wasn't a re-release from 1984. So glad this came up in my recommended feed. modestwriggles
The Minneapolis band add a horn section, a running surrealist allegory about walls, and an occasional nod to the elegiac to their electroshocked post-punk. Bandcamp Album of the Day Mar 4, 2024