Things Colton Says

by Shit Broke Forever

/
  • Immediate download of 8-track album in the high-quality format of your choice (MP3, FLAC, and more). Paying supporters also get unlimited mobile access using the free Bandcamp listening app.

     name your price

     

1.
2.
3.
01:03
4.
5.
6.
7.
03:17
8.

about

SHITS FREE IF YOU WANT IT TO BE. BUY IT FOR $0 TO RECEIVE YOUR DOWNLOAD LINK!

After roughly a million years of being the most hardcore of ska hardcore bands, we decided to record an album! Look at that! It's not even electric! But if you like bass drops and twinkle-y acoustic breakdowns, you'll love this album!

credits

released 12 October 2011
-

Guitars recorded @ Bitches Inn
Everything else recorded in a bathroom doorway @ Champ's Sports Bar and Grill. It should be noted that Colton Taylor has the biggest pair of whiny pants and wouldn't even show up for gang vocals. They don't think it be like it is, but it do.

Shit Broke Forever is:

Tyler Fatkin - Guitar and Vocals
Daniel Geraci - Vocals
Nic Nearhoof - Guitar, Sax and Vocals
Slade Walker - Bass
Dalton Groves - Trombone and Trumpet
Colton Taylor - Drums

Album art: Victoria Robinson

Thanks to:
Lewis Berger,
The Fatkin, Taylor, Groves, Nearhoof and Geraci families,
RJ and Fronkie L'Heureux,
Chilled Monkey Brains,
The Farside & The Shark Tank,
Paranoia Dance Party,
The Best of the Worst,
Community Records fam,
Greg and D-ray,
The beautiful Leavelle family,
Bryan Stone, Twob & Koob,
Aaron Hibbert, dad & boss,
Regina Anne Sheridan,
Lauren Ellrich,
Nicole McCaffrey,
Paul and Seth Adams,
Matt Rooney, Christian Costello & Mike Plante,
Tim B,
Ren Dickson,
Gabriella La Torre,
Paul Rivera,
The Lollies,
Corporate Fandango,
Victoria and Cierra Robinson,
Rickety Cricket,
Hometown Holiday,
Patrick Connery,
Keith Johnson,
Mitchell Dubey

&

Everyone else who has loved us, supported us and made being a band an awesome experience!

tags

license

all rights reserved

feeds

feeds for this album, this artist

about

Shit Broke Forever Tallahassee, Florida

TALLAHASSEE SKA HARDCORE WITH A HINT OF GIGGLES

contact / help

Contact Shit Broke Forever

Download help

Track Name: Same Differences
Tyler: I don't want to be around your smoke-
BUT WE GET OVER IT,
Nic: And I don't feel alright until I toke-
BUT WE MOVE IT FORWARD,

We are different, in an equal sort of way. Pieces of the clay. As friends we will never lose ourselves again.

I will never lose myself again, these differences are what make us into friends. And after everything is said and done, these traits are not something that you can mend. This is who we are, there's nothing wrong. This is who we are, nothing wrong.

There's no need to, judge how we choose.

To live our lives, to pace our strides. Perspectives change, how we see things. We're defining the same feeling. This is where we, always will be.

THIS IS WHERE WE ALWAYS WILL BE, DIFFERENCE ALWAYS WEIGHS OUT, THE SAME.
Track Name: You Can't Make A Barricade Without Bears
3, 2, 1 Go!

Come on Spartans, It's time to ROCK!
The Covenant's here and they're all pissed off.
Guns and Warthogs are the way to victory.
Lets get the first blood and show 'em what we're made of-
Battle's on, bout to spawn. Lock and load, It's time to go.
Here they come, let's go!

YOU CANT MAKE A BARRICADE WITHOUT BEARS
Fire! Fire! Fire!

Wave after wave it's like they never stop.
Don't give up now we must end up on top.
Wave after wave they still don't stand a chance.
Plasma flies by yet we don't lose our stance.

Fire! Fire! Fire-
SHIT I GOT SNIPED!

We've got the lead, but need more speed.
Where's the Warthog?
I can't find it- SHIT IT'S BEEN BLOWN UP!
30 seconds until it respawns.
What do we do, they're catching up?
We can try to use a mongoose,
but it's not the same at all.
Looks like we're in deep!

YOU CANT MAKE A BARRICADE. WITH. OUT-BEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARS

We've got the lead but we need to pick up.
The pace in order to save our race!

Jake Tree-ba is, a diva!

Step on the gas! We only have a minute left,
To come from behind and end up victorious.
Mowing enemies down, one by one, we can win.
One more kill remaining, give him a little extra.
(double kill, triple kill, overkill, killtacular)
TEAM BAG THE LAST GUY!
Track Name: I Love Sweet Tea
Over one hundred degrees, outside.
That fucking weatherman, he lied.
My mouth is so dry, all I want is to die.

These streets murder, and I don't know what to do about it.
This heat killer, and I don't know what to do about it.
It's so fucking hot, and I think I might fucking melt.
It's so fucking hot, and I took a wrong turn into hell.

Walking through the street, thinking how to beat this heat.
Fuck I know, Grannies' secret repository.
So gimme that shit, Nan. Gimme dat tea.
The nectar of the Gods, The sweetest secret recipe.
Thank the Lord, you quench my soul.
Sweetest Lord I ever did know.
Birthed me, raised me, gave me the sweet tea.
To let my taste buds know, let them know-

There is hope to be found. It comes from the ground.
The sweet tea tree takes care of me.
Together we will be thirst free.
There is hope to be found.
It is fucking profound-

I love sweet tea!
Track Name: Fuck! We're Out Of Sweet Tea
Sea monkeys stealing our dreams.
Tearing us apart at the seams.

Never before has there been such peril,
We've been reduced to our last barrel.
Where the fuck did these creatures come from?
We'll get our sweet tea back, we'll never succumb.

Hot tea burns my throat, I need sweet cool-
Refreshments!

Forge this tea in gasoline and sugar!
Soak it up and, fight a cougar. See-
Tea is my power, fueling my rage.
Having withdrawals, can't feel my balls.
Gather my weapons, sharpened and clean.
Angry tea is what I need!

I cannot find the sweet tea,
the Goblins and Orcs took it from me.
And they won't bring it back,
They took every single sugar pack.
I have no water, no kettle, it's intense.
And quite frankly, I'm running low on-

Patience.

Now we have to go to Mordor,
And face an entire Orc hord,
Venture to the mountain of fire,
to reclaim our stolen hearts desire.
Pikes, spears and javelins,
I don't know what's happenin',
I can't think for the life of me,
Cuz I need my mother fuckin-
Sweet-
Ass-
Ice-
Bitchin tea!

Flamer fuel check, and I got my incinerator.
But there's no tea in the god damn refridgerator.
So I must resign as the tea kind, as questions later,
but for now mercy the Orcs sing.
I know it won't be fun, but it absolutely must be done,
I've gotta render retribution upon these foes that think they've won.
Goblins, am I correct in assuming you loathe the light?
Well hello, I'm the sun, prepare to feel the fucking fright.

Never before has there been such peril,
We've been reduced to our last barrel.
Where the fuck did these creatures come from?
We'll get our sweet tea back, we'll never succumb.
Track Name: The Royal
It's free, doesn't cost you any money.
Walk away scratch less find your harmony.
It may be funny, to take it all in.
How can I react to this abrupt transition.

In spite of what I lack, I'm never looking back!

A few days pass this nothing feels the same,
This feels like a game, fucking with my brain.

So I put a little faith in postponing the worrying,
And reclaim my stolen life.
Never looking back.

I'm free, as free as I could probably be.
I don't have to stress, I create my peace.
It doesn't feel right, but nothing rarely does.
LESS THAN FRIENDS, you insist we must.

In spite of what I lack, I'm never looking back!

Pain, stress, unhappiness.
This could be the death of me, this could be the death of me.
We put a little faith in postponing the worrying,
And reclaim everything.

You see, we're free.
From the shackles.
This is how it has to be,
This is how we'll finally get home.
With each other, freed from the trouble.
Living life together on our own.

But in spite of what I lack,
I'm never looking back.
Forget your worries,
Tell your mind it doesn't matter, worry later.
Forget the pain forever.
I'll worry later,
Forget the pain forever.

(This is how it has to be,
this is how we'll finally get home.
With each other).

I'll worry later, forget the pain.
Live forever.
Forget the.

I'll worry later, forget forever.
Track Name: The Best of the Worst - Blood Drive Pride (Shit Broke Forever Cover)
take the weight right off your shoulders
justify your selfishness, at someone else's expense
another day, another way you let me down again
and yet you'll come to me with, open hands (open hands)
your crime, you've patted your back too many times
inside, you must have got that blood drive pride

would you want that shit to be piled upon you
how would you feel with nothing left
gasping for air yet no one seems to flinch
suffocate, on your own breath

why must you always fuck them over
if it cause you dont stand to benefit
your rights wont cover up all your wrongs
when you leave them out in the cold
being left with nothing
without a place to call your own
passing your pain to others
a sad life to have known

the memory will last forever
highlighted with your selfishness
you don’t deserve
you don’t deserve
to pull ahead
at their expense
anymore