Get all 4 The Dirt Radicals releases available on Bandcamp and save 25%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of The D Sides EP, Duder., Enter Destroyer, and ... I've Got A Rad Feelin' About This!.
1. |
Enter Destroyer
00:34
|
|||
2. |
March, April, Maybe
04:09
|
|||
|
March, April, Maybe
Have you learnt to show concern?
Or past the point of no return while burning up down there?
Your stuck inside an empty space,
With such a sad look on your face down there.
Fade down the moon, blackout the stars,
In nothingness is where we are,
Stuck with the same distorted view.
Crawl out of hell to live a lie,
Apologize a thousand times,
Stuck with the same distorted you.
Deep inside I know you feel the same, yeah.
Deep inside I know you hate me,
Don't say March, April, Maybe.
Days have past, you can't move on.
You kick and scream, a bitter song sounds aloud down here.
I'm not buying what you have to sell,
And broke your curse, your magic spell.
I'm all clear.
For years I had to feel the daemon in my head,
Eating away at common sense from the things you'd said.
If i die before I wake, I pray this heart won't beat for you the same.
For all talks of ways to save me, dangles from a word like 'Maybe'.
Fade down the moon blackout the stars,
In nothingness is where we are,
Stuck with the same distorted view.
Crawl out of hell to live a lie,
Apologize a thousand times,
Stuck with the same distorted you.
Deep inside I know you feel the same, yeah.
Deep inside I know you hate me,
Don't say March, April, Maybe.
You never meant that much of anything,
You never meant this much to anyone,
You never meant that much of anything,
We're already dead.
Fade down the moon blackout the stars,
In nothingness is where we are,
Stuck with the same distorted view.
Crawl out of hell to live a lie,
Apologize a thousand times,
Stuck with the same distorted you.
Deep inside I know you feel the same, yeah.
Deep inside I know you hate me,
Don't say March, April, Maybe.
Are we gonna bleed out alone?
Don't leave me cut now.
|
||||
3. |
||||
|
How Many Fingers Am I Holding Up?
Ready, start transmission.
This is not a test.
We've all become complacent, with a life of second best.
It's who you are vs. who you know.
No more Mr. nice guy,
No more Wishing Wells,
No more conversations,
About how we kill ourselves.
The chips are down, my hand is dealt.
Now keep a finger for yourself.
How many fingers am i holding up?
School just left me stupid,
Girlfriend left me broke,
Life just left me jaded,
And work, Oh what a joke.
I'm wide awake but half asleep.
You drag me down I get up,
Then get all up in my face.
You take the wheel, I throw up.
Then park your car in my space.
You've got the break inside your hand,
Now here's a sign you'll understand...
How many fingers am i holding up?
What'ya do when the world has let you down?
1, 2, Yeah! You!
What'ya do when not welcome in your town?
1, 2, Yeah! You!
What'ya do when no one seems to agree?
1, 2, Yeah! You!
Give it up for finger 3!
How many fingers am i holding up?
Ready, start transmission.
|
||||
4. |
My Everything
03:44
|
|||
|
My Everything
Girl was so fly, like a satellite.
Took me outta this world, and I can't do heights.
Tried to stay grounded, but mystery surrounded you.
(I gotta let ya go!)
Boy was so high, and the fall was long;
And left me feelin' like a Death Cab song,
You're off'a star-gazin' but there'll be no erasin' you.
(I gotta let ya go!)
I had a taste, and sharpened up my teeth.
Now all I know, is the taste was bitter-sweet.
You let me in, the love we found was something more.
You were my everything.
You let me in, I let you down, like none-before.
I ruined everything.
You let me in, then shut me out, i'm stuck alone.
You are my everything,
And now letting go takes getting used to.
Girl's so cold like a block of ice; snow falls in paradise.
There'll be no forgiving, the dead just won't be living soon.
(I gotta let ya go!)
And now the truth starts sinking in, it appears that i've lost my everything.
Should'a known it was too good all along.
(I gotta let ya go!)
Now i'm stuck in space, and drifting through your orbit;
And can't replace what keeps me moving forward.
You let me in, the love we found was something more.
You were my everything.
You let me in, I let you down, like none-before.
I ruined everything.
You let me in, then shut me out, i'm stuck alone.
You are my everything,
And now letting go takes getting used to.
What does the future bring, for us my everything?
We had these great plans, now it's me you can't stand.
Sometimes when i'm alone, I can't help pickin' up the phone.
Dialin' 927438240.
Then at the dial tone, get a big lump in my throat:
And then hang-up coz I know...
You let me in, the love we found was something more.
You were my everything.
You let me in, I let you down, like none-before.
I ruined everything.
You let me in, then shut me out, i'm stuck alone.
You are my everything,
And now letting go's too hard. (Yeah)
(Now i'm giving up)
And now letting go takes getting used to.
|
||||
5. |
||||
|
Pop-Punk Left Me In A Pop-Funk
There was a time I'd smile at things,
Like the birds in the sky and the songs Mom sings.
Dinner dates and 'The Cleveland Show'.
A Sheryl Crow song on the radio.
Then an ex-girlfriend got me broken-bad,
And by the age of 19, I'd given up on a Dad.
Hit the bottle and with one life left,
Consequently might have slept my self to death.
And all my friends know just how hard I feel,
Now, all that's left of me's a broken shell.
I need a world, a world that I can call my own.
(I call my own)
I need a world, a place that I can call my home.
(I call my home)
I need a world, that's not expecting me to change.
(Coz I'm sick of these feelings)
Where I learn from my mistakes.
D-d-d-doors open, got the taste of fame;
But my head was so big it couldn't fit through the frame.
21, drunk, manically depressed;
It was a wonder that I had any of my friends left by now.
23, overweight and a has-been,
Saw me swallowing my fingers in the fight for 'thin';
And then I was stuck on this island thing,
And all the bridges off were all burning.
Now all I wanna do is learn to smile,
But something tells me I'll be here a while...
I need a world, a world that I can call my own.
(I call my own)
I need a world, a place that I can call my home.
(I call my home)
I need a world, that's not expecting me to change.
(Coz I'm sick of these feelings)
Where I learn from my mistakes.
Lately i've been sleepin' in, to avoid the world.
Lately my cynicism is out of control.
Lately i've been sleepin' in, to avoid the world.
Maybe my cynicism is my mistake?
Is my mistake... (I just can't be told)
Is my mistake... (And it's getting old)
I do not learn from my mistakes. (I just can't be told)
I do not learn from my mistakes.
I need a world, a world that I can call my own.
(I call my own)
I need a world, a place that I can call my home.
(I call my home)
I need a world, that's not expecting me to change.
(Coz I'm sick of these feelings)
Where I learn from my mistakes.
There was a time i'd smile at things.
|
||||
6. |
Vinegar For Blood
00:30
|
|||
|
Vinegar For Blood
You rode me like a wounded horse,
For 10 years of my life.
Controlling every move I made,
Whilst whippin' at my sides.
Now i'm just left a bag of bones,
Coz something in me died out.
There's vinegar in every kiss,
I'm outta love, you won't be missed.
You gave me hell, I gave you this…
This broken lullaby.
|
||||
7. |
iHate
03:52
|
|||
|
iHate
The world has shut me out but that's ok,
From what i've seen so far it's cold and grey.
Lost, I found a place to call my own.
The hottest place that i've have ever known.
Inside, I bleed and suffer for eternity.
And I can't breathe, pinch myself - I'm not asleep.
So full of wrong,
Lit up like a cigarette,
That's been burning too long;
And I can't stub it, I can't stub it out.
Wake to make a mistake I won't shake,
Sticks and stones, ache my bones but wont break.
An end without a start,
A boy born without a heart.
Rise and shine, to a world of decline.
Ups and downs, tape stuck in rewind.
Chicken or the egg,
Don't matter if it's dead.
Now I live on the sun,
Coz my old world's an ugly one.
I'd rather burn then be dull.
And i'm contemplating social suicide.
Let me in it's cold out here alone,
The kingdom I once had - now overthrown.
Vultures overhead, wolves at the door (I'm sure).
Ground falling from my feet and i'm just bored.
Inside, I bleed and suffer for eternity.
And I can't breathe, pinch myself - I'm not asleep.
So full of wrong,
Lit up like a cigarette,
That's been burning too long;
And I can't stub it, I can't stub it out.
Wake to make a mistake I won't shake,
Sticks and stones, ache my bones but wont break.
An end without a start,
A boy born without a heart.
Rise and shine, to a world of decline.
Ups and downs, tape stuck in rewind.
Chicken or the egg,
Don't matter if it's dead.
Now I live on the sun,
Coz my old world's an ugly one.
I'd rather burn then be dull.
The always waiting, constant hating;
I'm contemplating social suicide.
Now I live on the sun,
Coz my old world's an ugly one.
I'd rather burn then be dull.
And I can't stub it, I can't stub it out.
Wake to make a mistake I won't shake,
Sticks and stones, ache my bones but wont break.
An end without a start,
A boy born without a heart.
Rise and shine, to a world of decline.
Ups and downs, tape stuck in rewind.
Chicken or the egg,
Don't matter if it's dead.
Now I live on the sun,
Coz my old world's an ugly one.
And I need a knew start,
From this hole where I've been.
The always waiting, constant hating;
I'm contemplating social suicide.
|
||||
8. |
Demotivator
03:12
|
|||
|
Demotivator
"Ready, Steady, Fall". Running from the walls,
Like a wounded convict on the run.
Paralyzed and cold, with a paper gun to hold.
Stepping over corpses from the war.
You're turning into something, that's probably worth nothing.
From fighting fire with fire, save your lies for liars.
Whilst begging for your world to stay the same.
What do I do, what do I do?
What can I say to get it through?
I don't rate the hate you still inflate.
The way you stick to me like glue.
What can I say, what can I say?
Polite keeps getting in the way.
Guess i'll look you in the eyes and say;
"You burn me out".
A million eyes that stare with a billion lies to spare,
Waiting on them fuckers to give in.
So call me up and tell me of your misery,
That you're blaming all on someone's history.
You're turning into something, that's probably worth nothing.
From fighting fire with fire, save your lies for liars.
While begging for the world but you won't change.
(You'll stay the same)
What do I do, what do I do?
What can I say to get it through?
I don't rate the hate you still inflate.
The way you stick to me like glue.
What can I say, what can I say?
Polite keeps getting in the way.
Guess i'll look you in the eyes and say;
"You burn me out".
Look at yourself, look what you've become.
Look at yourself, looking at yourself, so now where's the gun?
Look at yourself, what you've gone and done.
An isolate in a desolate place, who burns me out.
What do I do, what do I do?
What can I say to get it through?
I don't rate the hate you still inflate.
The way you stick to me like glue.
What can I say, what can I say?
Polite keeps getting in the way.
Guess i'll look you in the eyes and say;
(And you know it)
"You burn me out".
|
||||
9. |
25, Alive
02:26
|
|||
|
25, Alive
Well I was 24 and still alone,
But still alive, but who'd had known the story'd ended.
24 and still depressed, inside a hole,
And still a mess - a soul unmended.
My ship has sailed now i'm back at the start,
Still running round in circles,
This train has left and i'm stuck in the past,
Alone more than ever and missing that room with a view.
Well I was 25 and still alive,
Without a pulse, all hope had died.
Resuscitate me.
25, i'd given up and I want out - this world is fucked.
I'd stopped believin'...
My ship has sailed now i'm back at the start,
Still running round in circles,
This train has left and i'm stuck in the past,
Off the rails without a clue.
My feet are blistered, bleeding, falling apart;
From running round in circles,
The map is wrong and the road is too hard.
Alone more than ever and missing that room with a view.
And now;
Everything is backwards, (Going backwards!)
I'm back at the start, still missing a heart my friend.
My ship has sailed now i'm back at the start,
Still running round in circles,
This train has left, now i'm stuck in the past,
Alone more than ever and missing that room with a view...
|
||||
10. |
||||
|
The Greatest Depression Since The Great Depression
Leave me in the shell,
In this introverted, catatonic state.
Coz no talk will fix this jaded heart.
And when there's cracks in your walls,
I know you'll say the same thing, then you give me a call.
Coz I kicked, and screamed, and fell so hard.
(And fought like hell, but down I fell!)
I'll act like, just like these pills I swallow.
Fall inside, evaporate and wallow.
I'll act like, just like these heart's i've borrowed.
Emptied out, void of life, all hollow.
I woke up in hell.
Two eggs for breakfast with a side of nails.
I made my bed, now here I sleep.
(Lying and cheating - I don't condone;
But it's the only life that i've ever know)
I'll act like, just like these pills I swallow.
Fall inside, evaporate and wallow.
I'll act like, just like these heart's i've borrowed.
Emptied out, void of life, all hollow.
When you take, take more than you give.
You find you're fading fast and on the wrong track.
I take, take more than I give.
I've been fading fast, and on the wrong track.
I'll act like, just like these pills I swallow.
Fall inside, evaporate and wallow.
I'll act like, like these heart's i've borrowed.
Emptied out, void of life...
|
||||
11. |
Shirley
01:02
|
|||
|
Shirley
Shirley, Shirley, Shirley, Shirley,
What should I do?
I had a smidgen of hope in my pocket.
Shirley, Shirley, Shirley,
Please don't let it be true,
If you were me now, what would you do?
Call me crazy, maybe just a little bit spastic,
Baby, save me but a life without you...
Drives me crazy, makes me just a little sick,
Plastic lately, in search of Shirley, Shirley, 'Shirley 2'.
Shirley, Shirley, Shirley, Shirley,
What should I do?
I had a smidgen of hope in my pocket.
Shirley, Shirley, Shirley,
Please don't let it be true,
If you were me now, what would you do?
|
||||
12. |
February Scars
02:59
|
|||
|
February Scars
People come and go and pictures fade.
Memories - like a ghost - appear then slowly drift away.
Away, we all seem to fade.
But you should know that I am always here, by now.
Aimed for the moon and fell too far (Been out cold too long).
Woke up all choked up and you are (Scared and don't belong).
Come back to earth where we can breathe (And never leave it).
Coz I don't wanna leave you in the stars,
With February Scars.
Years are only months made up of days.
And days are merely hours of time i've been away from you.
And you should know by now,
Yeah, you should know that i am always here, by now.
Aimed for the moon and fell too far (Been out cold too long).
Woke up all choked up and you are (Scared and don't belong).
Come back to earth where we can breathe (And never leave it).
Coz I don't wanna leave you in the stars,
With February Scars.
Aimed for the moon and we fell too far down.
No sign of life, no sign of even a small sound.
|
||||
13. |
||||
|
The One That Got Away (With Murder)
I've been repressed, to a life of second-best.
And this shade of lust just doesn't suit me.
California, down San Francisco way, yeah. I had a girly up-state.
Her brains were bad, but her ass was great.
She's love me when she could, but never call me when she should.
That's when I understood that I was too loved-up to see I'm being played.
I packed up my shit and moved away.
Night time gets hard sometimes,
While you're sleeping with him, i'm dreaming;
Of a white wedding on a Valentines.
Where i'm not left stranded…
Fast-forward a year or two; homeboy's got the blues…
Just heard sad, sad, news - Wedding bells can be heard in hell.
Burning through the night into your orbit like a satellite,
And then lightning strikes. Flames all round, it's over now.
And now I drink to kill the pain...
Night time gets hard sometimes,
While you're sleeping with him, i'm dreaming;
Of a white wedding on a Valentines.
Where i'm not left stranded at the alter, abandoned.
This is the story of (This is the story of),
The one that got away, got away with murder.
I feel you deep within, diggin' away, like skeletons trying to find a way out my skin.
I feel you deep within', just can't get over it.
Night time gets hard sometimes,
While you're sleeping with him, i'm dreaming;
Of a white wedding on a Valentines.
Where i'm not left stranded at the alter, abandoned.
This is the story of (This is the story of),
The one that got away, got away with murder.
Night time gets hard sometimes (You got away with murder).
|
||||
The Dirt Radicals
A punk/rock trio based in London, UK.
If you like The Dirt Radicals, you may also like:
YOU'RE NOT THERE
by Pretty Matty
A new track from Pretty Matty finds the band in top form, delivering clean yet crunchy hook-laden power pop with trademark high energy.
go to album
Taking cues from Midwestern emo and early ’10 pop punk, this Leeds, UK outfit are full of heart— not to mention hooks.
go to album
Another perfect release from contemporary emo powerhouse Run for Cover records.
go to album
On their self-titled debut, Pkew Pkew Pkew deliver roaring, in-the-red, gang-shouted rock songs about pizza, beer, and...pizza and beer.
go to album
Bouncy, lovelorn pop-punk from NYC punk illustrator Cristy C. Road and compatriots.
go to album
Three songs from this raucous New Zealand group that prove punk still has teeth and isn’t afraid to lunge and bite.
go to album
Susan - As I Was LP
by Susan (LA)
A second full-length of skittering guitar pop and kooky harmonies from L.A. trio Susan.
go to album
