Skin Deep Politics

by Curtis Irie

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released May 1, 2010

Irie Idea
MusicK '2010
Skin Deep Politics
Play time - 41.7 minutes
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Side A:

1. Dub Check (C. Irie)
2. Daytime Drama (C. Irie)
3. Passion Vs Talent (C.Irie/M. Smith)
4. Fools Dub (C. Irie)
5. Sarah (C. Irie/M. Smith)
6. Make Your Move (C. Irie)
7. Cold Coffee (C. Irie)

Side B:

8. Holiday (C. Irie)
9. Promiscuous Chixx & Bleary Eyed Revolutionaries (C. Irie/M. Smith)
10. Showdown Dub (C. Irie)
11. No Name (C. Irie)
12. Deceive Your Perception (C. Irie/M. Smith)
13. Regarded as a Criminal (C. Irie)

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All songs published Good On Paper Publishing ASCAP

All songs recorded @ Buddha Zen Studio (www.sssounds.com)
Artwork by Rob Malloy
Produced and Mixed by Curtis Irie and Jason Jefferies
Engineered by Jason Jefferies

Morgan and Curtis would like to thank: Jason Jefferies, Rob Malloy, Amanda, Tony Godino, The Menzingers, Lola, 17th and Wharton, all of our friends and family and you. If you are listening to this, thank you.

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Track Name: Dub Check
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1. Dub Check - 3:09

Sound check, is anybody listening?
Dub check, my people are drowning
In a sea of consumerism
Suffocating on your perfume
Sound check, is anybody listening?
Dub check, my people keep drowning
In a sea of consumerism
Suffocating on your perfume

Yo the value of aesthetics is making me so sick
Choking on my vomit as i'm trying to spit
Straight back into the mirror that appears a crystal clear
Superficial reflection of society's dimension

Skin deep politics, attempting to fix
Your complexion's imperfections, allow me to compliment ya
On your insecurity, your false reality
Better check your makeup

Sound check, is anybody listening?
Dub check, my people are drowning
In a sea of consumerism
Suffocating on your perfume
Sound check, is anybody listening?
Dub check, my people keep drowning
In a sea of consumerism
Suffocating on your perfume

It's all about aesthetics, synthetics
Nevermind where you read it
Every magazine i see
Projects celebrity imaging
Standard operating procedure
Pop another pill habitual creature
Well i can buy a kit for suicide
Consists of anti-depressants, a needle, and a knife
Pick your poison
It's really all the same

We've wandered far from the sun
When we accept what we've become
Slaves to a society, no, we don't agree with
Cover up real beauty and act accordingly
Better check your makeup

Sound check, is anybody listening?
Dub check, my people are drowning
In a sea of consumerism
Suffocating on your perfume
Sound check, is anybody listening?
Dub check, my people keep drowning
In a sea of consumerism
Suffocating on your perfume
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Track Name: Daytime Drama
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2. Daytime Drama - 2:56

I got a good mind to articulate my mental state
But i wander so quickly, sometimes can't create
Should i give in and write tunes about girls and heartache
My concern for other things you can call that my mistake

Refuse to ride the coaster of emotion
Call it a sickness, take a pill or a potion
Gimme a guitar, i'll serenade the ocean
If this was daytime drama we'd all be phenomenal actors

Is it kill or be killed? Survival of the fittest
Do what you can to be better than that man
Is it about the after life? A better place, paradise
Only fools i've ever met won't admit that they'll never know

Keep your mind shut
I'll keep opening mine up
Your mind shut
I'll keep opening mine

Refuse to ride the coaster of emotion
Call it a sickness, take a pill or a potion
Gimme a guitar, i'll serenade the ocean
If this was daytime drama we'd all be phenomenal..

Your mind shut
I'll keep opening mine up
Your mind shut
Well i'll keep opening mine..
Oh, what a waste of time
Oh, what a waste..

Refuse to ride the coaster of emotion
Call it a sickness, take a pill or a potion
Gimme a guitar, i'll serenade the ocean
If this was daytime drama uh-oh...
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Track Name: Passion vs Talent
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3. Passion Vs Talent - 4:21

Plenty of talent but where is your heart and your soul?

The working class heroes
Come down with the small town blues
It's a shame
I spent my last buck at the bar
Sang to a crowd that could not have cared.. less

Yes it is a question of originality
My obsession my profession even with no money
I guess whatever sells is good as gold
Plenty of talent but where is your heart and your soul?

Split the seams of the scene
Music's what it means to you
Chart success don't impress yes you only a pawn
Sing that same song everyone know how it go

No, it ain't no question individuality
Oh, cause we each have a unique journey
Yes, i've heard more passion expressed in 3 chords
Tell me when did musicians become fucking whores

Collect your paycheck, oh yes, play that role
Plenty of talent but where is your heart and your soul?

Art not easily defined
Definitions endless throughout time, yes
I work within the rhythm
Nothing better i can find
Keeping it real, steady response
Musical ambience, yes, contemporary
311, Rx B, whoa, The Slackers, and Big D

Sold out show at Metro, many did not get in
They rocked acoustic outside, those crazy boys from boston
I say play your music loud, steady represent your music proud

And do what you feel when the feeling's right
Plenty of talent but where is your heart?
Do what you feel when the feeling's right
Plenty of talent but where is your soul?

Yes it is a question of originality
My obsession my profession even with no money
Yes, i've heard more passion expressed in 3 chords
Gimme heart, melody, paint a picture with words

Think for yourselves, take back control
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Track Name: Fools Dub
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4. Fools Dub - 1:18

(Instrumental)

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Track Name: Sarah
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5. Sarah - 1:27

Sarah said she'd had enough of living the life
Without the one she loved
Packed her stuff then threw it all away
Oh, she left town on that..

She believed where she was going
She would never need any of it
Not half incorrect, oh i suspect
It'll never quite be clear

Drop your inhibitions
Listen what you hear
Help me understand now
Speak freely without fear

I'm taking my time, memories seem like dreams
Learning to relax while questioning everything
My willing is able, my mind far from stable
At times frustration's known to get the worst of me

But my intent is right
And i would feel just fine
If someone would be so kind to flip that vinyl
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Track Name: Make Your Move
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6. Make Your Move - 2:33

I got everything i need
So make your move
I guess we'll see
Cause time somehow finds a way
To reverse all the things you'd say
There was never anything that i'm supposed to be

I got everything i need
So make your move
I guess we'll see
Cause time somehow finds a way
To fuck up all the things you'd say
There was never anything that i'm supposed to be
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Track Name: Cold Coffee (Interlude)
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7. Cold Coffee (Interlude) - 1:18

When scene and scenario become oh so predictable

Repetition, sweet sweet repetition
Believe in you, i believe in me
Believe in eachother love come so easy..

Neglected like my cold cup of coffee
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Track Name: Holiday
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8. Holiday - 4:20

Navigating through these clouds
Allowed to see only what they permit me to see
Peak my head out of the ground
Reminds why i prefer to live beneath the dirt

Riding high on these vibrations
Silly me forgot the lot of social obligation
This holiday i will not trade for anything
Oh, but i feel the pressure drop, man
The pressure dropping down on me

Won't do as i was programmed to
Nah nah i know now
The life that you're leading
Only ends up being self-defeating
Won't do as i was programmed to.. no more
In this insane mess of an abyss i will find peace

Confused by emotion, my devotion remain
To be logically insane
Steady insanity.. Comforted by the fact
This is always in me

Remove my seal of approval
Like a pistol i got a fist full
Of pissed of resentment

Won't do as i was programmed to
Nah nah i know now
The life that you're leading
Only ends up being self-defeating
Won't do as i was programmed to.. no more
In this insane mess of an abyss i will find peace

Beautiful creature, extend my arm to reach
Her intrigue exceeds the word
Darling lay next to me, i'm somebody's baby
But we can't fight these demons all night
What do you expect with my head so full of sex
Won't you please let me sip on some Honest T
My dreams are bizarre, feelings fractured and obscured
When i walk want someone to hold

Won't do as i was programmed to
Nah nah i know now
The life that you're leading
Only ends up being self-defeating
Won't do as i was programmed to.. no more
In this insane mess of an abyss i will find peace

Oh i will find my peace
Oh i will have peace
I will find..
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Track Name: Promiscuous Chixx & Bleary Eyed Revolutionaries
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9. Promiscuous Chixx & Bleary Eyed Revolutionaries - 2:28

Everyone is waiting on a train marked revolution
Take us off to a place where there's one simple solution
Ain't no coincidence that bliss and ignorance walk hand and hand
There may be no revolution my friend..

Red your lips, you say you said
Tonight i'll find someone to share this
Curse of consciousness, i missed the
Purpose of this seemingly
Meaningless existence
Somewhere between last call and sleep
Is a sequence of events she don't care to remember

But the train's been delayed and much to our dismay..

Dust just starts to settle
Smoke signals line the skies, in her
Eyes i could swear i see god
Or as much of it as i believe in
Unavoidable, she leaves her mementos
Everywhere she goes
So how am i supposed to forget her?

I fall asleep to wake with an emotion i can't shake
Well i'm sold
And ain't we all just afraid of growing old
And dying alone? Oh no..

Everyone is waiting on a train marked revolution
Take us off to a place where there's one simple solution
Tell me ain't no coincidence
That bliss and ignorance walk hand and hand..

And the revolutionists and the anarchists
Can't agree on common politics
Or decide which side of this city
Will burn down tonight
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Track Name: Showdown Dub
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10. Showdown Dub - 3:06

(Mostly Instrumental)

Gunshot the rhythm
When it hits you feel no pain
Stumbling, staggering, tomorrow only the same

Well your heads on fire
Got your finger on the trigger
Thoughts of her still linger on & on & on..

Showdown!
Rotten..

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Track Name: No Name (Catatonic Alcoholic)
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11. No Name (Catatonic Alcoholic) - 2:27

What once was anticipation
Now only a whisper
What starts with expectations
Ends in frustration
Shadows stain my floors
Voices echo like dub

It's 5 am and everyone is gone
But me

The night was a spark
Left only ash
Remnants of life
Turned into trash
This catatonic state
I'm forced to endure

It's 5 am again
Now what do i do?
It's 5 am and everyone is gone..

But me i can't stay
Got a ticket one way
Think that's where i'll find my mind
To a place with no name
If i'm wrong all the same
You can bet i won't let you down

Images and songs
Politely haunt me
Telling stories sending me
Off on day dreams
Silence eventually assumes all control

Well it's 5 am again
Now what do we do?
It's 5 am and everyone is gone
But me and you
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Track Name: Deceive Your Perception
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12. Deceive Your Perception - 6:54

Strange vibes as our lives lie in the balance
Disconnect, yeah, come correct
So en-lies the challenge
Keep your piece of mind behind the blind shut tight
No light shinning in
Pretend to control what we all can't comprehend

See them people on the street
Well they ain't got no food to eat
The best you can offer is your prayer.. Saying

Oh lord, please let me succeed
Permit me to kill what will not bleed
On your knees you wait
For fate to deal your hand
How comforting the thought of another life
Well i wouldn't fucking bank on it

Everyday i believe
Everything and nothing

Spoon fed twice, i been hypnotized
Let my subconscious dance with ignorance
Consumed some time stomaching synthesized
Ideals of nature but emotions run wild
Killing some, wounding more, but captivating all
To perceive the deception and ignore the call
Of the material, ignorant, militant mind
Who can you trust when everything goes awry?

Oh doctor, help me please
I'm paranoid as hell
My mind's got a disease
Diagnose, right me off, fill prescriptions and our heads
Apathetic propaganda, we've become the living dead
If we blindly follow
Do not taste simply swallow
The desired effects
Fuck that. Let's reject it!

See them people on the street
Well they ain't got no food to eat
The best we can offer is our prayers.. Saying

Oh lord, please let me succeed
Permit me to kill what will not bleed
On your knees you wait
For fate to deal your hand
How comforting the thought of another life
Well i wouldn't fucking bank on it

Everyday i believe
Everything and nothing
Everyday i bleed
Everything and nothing

Fists in the air
Guns in the ground
Hearts break like sound waves
On the ocean of love

They're deceiving our perception
We gotta perceive the deception
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Track Name: Regarded as a Criminal
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13. Regarded as a Criminal - 4:17

It was the 72nd day of 2008
In New Orleans, my friends and I
Riding high on vibrations
Circumstance caused us to question authority
And it's abuse, and the use of violent means

A couple of corrupt mother fuckers on a power trip
They slammed us into concrete
Laughed like clowns and "their feat"
Then they took us to a hell
An overcrowded holding cell
Treated like shit and regarded as a criminal

Reduced to a slip of paper I hold in my hands
Tells me all my flaws, shows them who I am

Regarded as a criminal but living this life style
Well it's all that I know

Stripped of any sense of individuality
Orange jumpsuit, toothbrush, toothpaste, soap, cup, wool blanket, & two rags.
Trade three slices of bread for one cigarette
Attempt to fall asleep to think and feel nothing

Through 'C-Cell' bars watch BET
Roast coffee over a toilet seat
Eleven men who hoard everything that they can
Pass time screaming obscenities
They're waiting on the commissary
Eleven men with nothing left to do

There's etching on the walls
Echoed voices down the hall
An inimical prison cell waiting to explode
There's hope for us yet
This system could not care less
Number me and treat me like a fool.. NO!

Regarded as a criminal but living this life style
Well it's all that i know

Here stands a man with a gun in his hand
Badge on his chest he expects your respect
Talks down to my friends and thinks he knows somethings
But he's been dead for sometime hollowed on the inside

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