WAR

by BasketCases

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WAR is the last part of the tripartite album CAW FLU WAR.

CAW FLU WAR tells the story of different states of mind during the war that desolated the insignificant, remote, frozen Dust Island.

CAW FLU WAR is a Do-It-Yourself production about hate and depression made with love and passion.

The first part is called CAW, and can be accessed here: basketcases.bandcamp.com/album/caw
The second part is called FLU, and can be accessed here: basketcases.bandcamp.com/album/flu

The three parts in order form a single unit, a single story.

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released May 4, 2015

Written, performed and produced by Álvaro Pérez Alarcón
Mastered by Nathaniel Askins (Reasonzone)
Artwork by Álvaro Pérez Alarcón

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BasketCases

The term originated from WWI, indicating a soldier missing both his arms and legs, who needed to be literally carried around in a litter or "basket." Today it indicates a state of helplessness similar to the metaphoric removal of the appendages, most frequently in the context of mental health or aptitude. ... more

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Track Name: Witchhunter
Two people died while you were out.
Townsfolks are scared of your whereabouts.

Scout!

Gunslinger! Quick fingers!

Two people died while you were out.
Townsfolks are scared of your whereabouts.
You seem to bring death while you're around.
Demons are scared of your whereabouts.

Go and purge the world,
I won't tell a word.

Two people died while you were out.
Townsfolks are scared of your whereabouts.
Platinum bullets straight through their heads.
Then clean it up because the place is red.

Go and save the world,
I won't say a word.
Who has never felt
the urge to purge the world?
Track Name: Battle For Dust Island
Think of the time could have spent
seeking stars 'til the night's end.

I can feel it nigh,
woke up 'cause of the light,
yet you do sleep tight.
How do you sleep at nights?

A white window pane,
Is that steps or rain?
I regret in vain:
those knives have my name.

Think of the time we could have spent together
(seeking stars 'til the night's end)
But they are they and they don't like
If I sleep crows will peck my eye.

I can't sleep at night...

Think of the time we could have spent
seeking stars 'til the night's end,
that damn night's end.

Think of that time
I would have died for you,
when it made sense to sleep tight.
Track Name: Dehydration
I want to know what you are up to.
I think I don’t like where you’re at.
When I stop using it like a feather duster
you’ll soon be wearing my sword like a shish-kebab.

Last time that I existed in this hostile world
I was a little baby on my mother’s lap,
and now you come brandishing my past!

Do not serve water to an enemy...
Dehydrate!

Last time that I existed in this hostile world
I was a little baby on my mother’s lap...
And now you’re up to no good!
And now you’re up to mischief!
Just like the fortune-teller said!

Do not serve water to an enemy...
Dehydrate!

Do not serve water to an enemy...
Do not feed yourself to this fantasy...
Dehydrate!

Dry up!
Track Name: Nothing Special
A dandelion seed
castaway in the sea,
washed ashore, never sprout,
it's nothing to worry about.

In all the places where I have been,
a dandelion seed.

This earth you speak of,
in the middle of naught,
is just another asterism,
it's nothing to worry about.

This world, it's nothing special.
This world, it's nothing to worry about.

Today I had a suicidal dream,
set offshore for a nightly swim.

Back where we came from
we were just denizens,
the Anti-Christs,
nobodies to worry about.

This world, it's nothing special.
This world, it's nothing to worry about.

Today I had a suicidal dream,
set offshore for a nightly swim,
and it's nothing to worry about,
and it's nothing special.
Well, I'm nothing to worry about.
Track Name: Last Crow Was A Vulture
(Remember, if you look at the crow in the eye, you're a dead man, you hear me?

I don't know where he came from. He's... he's like a shadow. He appeared from... from above, and fell upon on us. I... I think I'm going back, this is getting dangerous... Oh no! Oh no!)

We found him drugged.
We found him drugged,
making noises,
and they screamed...

I hate it here!
I hate it here!
I hate it here!
I hate it here!

Sick old man, drugged.
A sick old man, drugged,
playing voices,
and they screamed...

I hate it here!
I hate it here!
I hate it here!
I hate it here!

(That's about it. Just like I tell ya: no more, no less)

Eerie noises
to be heard
by him only
And they screamed
Yeah they screamed

I hate it here!
I hate it here!
I hate it here!
I hate it here!
Get me outta here!
Get outta here!
Get outta here!
Get me outta here!
I hate it here!

I hate it here!
I hate it here!
I hate it here!
I hate it here!
Get me outta here!
Get me outta here!
Get me outta here!
Get me outta here!
Get outta here!

He brought it up to himself.
A sinner pastor, a cursed preacher,
he will now know no future.
Escape!
The last crow was a vulture,
he fed on rotten flesh.

He brought it up to himself.
A sinner pastor, a cursed preacher,
he will now know no future.
Escape!
The last crow was a vulture,
he fed on rotten flesh.

And I hate it here!
Track Name: Waking Up From An Atomic Bomb (Caw Caw, Motherfuckers!)
It's over...

I have been under the steel and the radiation.
I have seen my own peril is no one's salvation.

But I'm too finished to start over.
It's over,
I am too finished to start over.
It's over,
I am over.
Track Name: O Brother
O brother, O brother,
The war is over.
They dropped the bomb
and now your home
is dead, it's gone
it is no more.

Wake up into postwar,
beaten to the core.
Got my eyes sore,
me and many more.
The people have lost.
People lost the war.
The people have lost the war

O KO brother worry not,
worry not for war has stopped.
No more bad dreams about the bomb
and volcano ash up in your nose.

O brother, O brother,
did you find your lover?
Was she alive?
Was she in the fight?
Or did she fall
deep in the ice?

Wake up into postwar,
beaten to the core.
Got my eyes sore,
me and many more.
The people have lost.
People lost the war.
The people have lost the war,
so, then, who won?