Get all 3 3 Finger Betty releases available on Bandcamp and save 20%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Live from Anytime Studios - 1/23/21, 3 Finger Betty EP, and Studio Demo 2016.
1. |
Great Again
03:45
|
|||
|
Ameri-KKK has come right back
Bank on it 'cause you know it's a fact
We are officially great again
Beat off with your bible and gun
It's ok you know what's white has won
It's morning in America my friend
Can you taste the devil's kiss
Turn ignorance into bliss
Time to clean up this mess
Say goodbye to progress, and then you're
Great Again, Great Again
Great Again, Great Again
Black, White, Blue, nobody cares
Lives don't matter, if you weren't aware
It's all fodder for the corporate death machine
Keep on doing what you are told
There's a jail cell if you're still bold
You can love or you can fucking leave
Can you taste the devil's kiss
Turning ignorance into bliss
Time to clean up this mess
Say goodbye to progress, and be
Great Again, Great Again
Great Again, Great Again
Great Again, Great Again
Great Again, Great Again
Can you taste the devil's kiss
Turning ignorance into bliss
Time to clean up this mess
Say goodbye to progress, and be
Great Again, Great Again
Great Again, Great Again
Great Again, Great Again
Great Again, Great Again
|
||||
2. |
Let the Flames Rise
02:48
|
|||
|
Life is a ticking clock, someday the bomb will drop
That will be the end of it all
Shock and awe is coming back, to defend is to attack
Freedom is always first to fall
Let the flames rise, high as the sky
Ashes rain onto the ground
Rewrite the scene, torch the slate clean
The truth has yet to be found
Pledge allegiance to the flag, just another useless rag
Wrapped around a loaded gun
They know what's best for you, one is red and the other one blue
In business for themselves
Let the flames rise, high as the sky
Ashes rain onto the ground
Rewrite the scene, torch the slate clean
The truth has yet to be found
Hands up please don't shoot, don't you know that the point is moot
When the law's not on camera
Got no reason I've got no rhyme, now I'm running out of time
The end is drawing near
Let the flames rise, high as the sky
Ashes rain onto the ground
Rewrite the scene, torch the slate clean
The truth has yet to be found
|
||||
3. |
War for Breakfast
02:30
|
|||
|
Wake up Joe it's time to go
Drop your cock and grab your gun
Danger looms and terror brews
There's a job that must be done
Fear is on the rise again
So stay lock inside your house
Badges have come back in style
Gonna sort each other out
War for Breakfast, coming soon
War for Breakfast, use your spoon
War for Breakfast, tastes like hate
War for Breakfast, it's fucking great
If you’re brown you'd best bow down
Before your Savior Christ
Here on out there is just one
God and he'll suffice
War for Breakfast, every day
War for Breakfast, it tastes ok
War for Breakfast, I hope you like it
War for Breakfast, you better like it
Grab that Bible, wave your flag
Let me know which side you're on
It's time for the third world war
Let's hope our side ain’t wrong
War for Breakfast, back again
War for Breakfast, let's begin
War for Breakfast, the shit is on
War for Breakfast, the world is gone
|
||||
4. |
Affluenza
02:18
|
|||
|
I love my affluenza it's what keeps me strong
It's the reason I don't need to know what's right or wrong
My family comes from money so that means I do too
Money is the thing that makes us all better than you
Mommy was a trophy wife who had no time for me
all she cares about are drinks and high society
Daddy's always working we were secondary
He likes to smoke Cuban cigars and fuck secretaries
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Never once stepped foot in class but always got straight A’s
The president and regents all know which families pay
You can find me hangin' at the frat house every night
Friday is for fucking Saturday is for fights
Once I graduate it's the corporate life for me
Corner office parking spot six figure salary
It doesn't even matter if I know anything
If something goes wrong there's always underlings to blame
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Affluenza
Fuck
|
||||
5. |
Pitchforks and Torches
03:33
|
|||
|
Wake up gather the children near
Turn on the news no time to snooze
There's something new to fear
You don't wanna go outside today
Some nut will shoot you in the face
For being different some way
Gather your pitchforks gather your torches
We’re going to burn this fucker down
We're gonna make our country great again
Show you how to run this town
They want to keep you scared and weak
Beaten down and kicked around
Afraid to even speak
You don't have to play that fucking game
That's a fact so never let
Others put you to shame
Gather your pitchforks gather your torches
We’re going to burn this fucker down
We're gonna make this country great again
Show you how to run this town
Unplug the wire from your brain
No thought police inside your head
Keeping you tame
You weren't meant to live behind a wall
If you punch out the first brick
The rest are fast to fall
Gather your pitchforks gather your torches
We’re going to burn this fucker down
We're gonna make our country great again
Show you how to run this town
|
||||
6. |
They Live, We Sleep
03:04
|
|||
|
How's it feel now to be a slave
Married to the minimum wage
Toiling 'til the end of your days
Just to wind up in a forgotten grave
The Revolution was fought and lost
No one’s there now to cover the cost
Corporates they have to come to collect
Marching us off in the chains made of debt
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
They distract with their bright shiny things
Benign indifference and the joy it brings
Wealth is judged by your house and your car
Material shit now defines what we are
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
Life's a bowl of shit you must take
Realize that your freedom is fake
You can win back control of your fate
Make your own way through this world full of hate
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
They live, we sleep
We sow, they reap
|
||||
3 Finger Betty Des Moines, Iowa
Face melting antisocial punk rock!
3 Finger Betty recommends:
Pajamas In Public
by The Sleepover
Bust out your PJs for this punk rock banger by The Sleepover!
go to album
This TV Cop album is sure to give you the munchies!
go to album
Check out Thunderscore's 2020 release 'Wither'
go to albumIf you like 3 Finger Betty, you may also like:
Spetters / RA!D
by Spetters & RA!D
A terrific split cassette from two promising young indie bands, this is one part melody, one part fury.
go to album
Jagged post-punk from Sydney captures the sound of the ’70s in its acute angled guitars and detacted vocals.
go to album
Another record of solidly uplifting punk-pop from the New York DIY band.
go to album
