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THE TRUTH IS ON THE CUTTING ROOM FLOOR

by NOIR L.A.

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1.
howdy kids it's another war just like all the other times before you didn't vote for it but that's o.k. either way you really have no say answer when we sound the alarm so what if you come home missing an arm CHORUS it don't matter why, when or where war is money that's why we're there don't ask what we're fighting for pack your bags we're off to war we need grunts and you fit the bill you need only have the guts to kill we're gonna make millions supplying the guns oiled with human blood the war machine runs gonna drop a ton of bombs the long awaited sequel to vietnam can't find a job come and enlist a video game with a real death twist with your tax dollars we'll put on a show how bad it really is you'll never know the goose that lays the golden eggs so what if you come home without your legs
2.
screw you! i want it all! i'll have it all! i'm needy! and greedy! and ruthless! what's yours is mine! i'm a thief! a money pig! screw you! i want it all! i'll have it all! wake up kids it's not a dream it's even worse than it seems it all goes down in a blinding flash and your whole future is neatly smashed i'll take it all in the realest sense and when it's gone it'll make no sense how i've come to rule the scene and how the scam came in to being an armani suit with a smoker's hack can't wait to stab you in the back sign along the dotted line and i will make the bright light shine champagne and caviar so wish upon a shining star so don't be late, set your sights for soon you'll see your name in lights late at night when laying in bed pipe dreams of wealth will fill your head meanwhile i've known all the time that in the end it will all be mine robbing you blind is my career it's even worse than your worst fear your life savings in my hand will slip between your fingers like sand bigwigs like me of every sort can't wait to rob you of your shorts it's all numbers on a screen and you'll know not what it means i'll take your money and ruin your name human greed knows no shame i'll tell what you want to hear "don't worry about a thing - sign here" i'll promise you a world that's too good to be true i'll rob you of all you have and leave your soul black and blue i'll reach inside your trust and hope then it all goes to me enough is never enough nor will it ever be and i'll have it all ! my wicked twisted mind is infected with greed i must always have far more than i really need i'll get mine even if it once was yours soon all you had will be behind locked doors and i'll have it all !
3.
CUNT FACTOR 04:12
She's not in the band but acts like she is If the band was a soda she'd kill all the fizz A first rate drama queen a pain in the ass supreme Gives her opinnion when not asked to do so A sure band killer a modern day Yoko Vindictive as hell and selfish to the core as well CHORUS: Then before you know it what once was a band is dead Once again the cunt factor rears its ugly head You can't go to practice you'll stay home with me As long as we're together that's how it will be I'm jealous of the band now watch me wield my crushing hand If you don't want my wrath you best stay here at home I rule the ruste like the empress of Rome I'll make your life hell and burn all your guitars as well She's not in the band but acts like she is If the band was a soda she'd kill all the fizz A first rate drama queen a pain in the ass supreme If you don't want my wrath you best stay here at home I rule the ruste like the empress of Rome I'll make your life hell and burn all your guitars as well
4.
I'm the bully your mother warned you about If I can make you miserable I'm happy I live for being a burden to others It makes my day to see you cry I'm the bitch entitled to do it No one has suffered as bad as me I show no mercy and feel no pity Fuck you all if you don't like it. I'm right! X3
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BLACK RAT 05:41
My shadow is now chasing me And I can't even tell nightmare from dream How I wish that I could come down And get my mind's feet back on the ground I only wanted to get high not divorced from my soul In the blink of a bloodshot eye it's out of control My world is melting and nothing makes sense It triggered a nightmare I had no defense The high is when the soul misbehaves And the rest of the world breaks down into waves So there it then went down my throat And now the image of me in the mirror has the horns of a goat Could this very well be the landslide that sends me to hell I only really wanted the trip not a psychic jail cell The walls are throbbing and reason stands still What you'd never expect from a small harmless pill Call in the kids and lock up the dogs Anxiety is coming to town Smell the fear it's like hell's foul breath The black cloud is coming down My world is melting and nothing makes sense It triggered a nightmare I had no defense The walls are melting and reason stands still What you'd never expect from a small harmless pill
6.
a 19th. century battleground, the smell of sulfur all around soldiers blue and gray are hitting the ground cannonballs and musket flare cutting like razors through acrid air corpses and souls are scattered all around CHORUS the rage of battle is over and done but ghosts care not who actually won aparitions press on ahead don't even seem to know they're dead the cries of the wounded fill the air, the cannon's loud blinding glare spirits wandering blind and deaf and so they say some never left walking the grounds many years on the blackness of night before the dawn the sour smell of battle on every lawn and though so many years have passed the presence of soldiers here to the last their suffering screams of sorrow many years on men fought on that tragic day blurring the lines between blue and gray life was like garbage and thrown away bullets were flying and soldiers were dying many souls lost and crying blood stained flags flutter still to this day
7.
Oh what I would give to be part of your clique Standing tall amongst the 'in' crowd that would be the trick Oh how I would love to reek of cool, hip and slick Then maybe you would wanna hang with me Oh what I would give to be popular at school To sleep with a cheerleader and be thought of as cool To walk amongst the one percent I'd say that would rule Then maybe they would wanna hang with me A membership in your world an invite to the dance Some would say that I don't stand a chance Your high and mighty arrogant tribe don't need the likes of me I guess some things were never meant to be But then again your world may not be all it appears And self entitled arrogance hides a whole host of fears That beneath the mask the real you is drowning in tears So maybe then I shouldn't hang with you I see the world you live in a cold and barren place You can't hide that you're dead inside you wear it on your face And to think there really was a time when I thought you had it right But a simple glimpse beneath the mask made me see the light The beast within is nurtured and fed while the real you atrophies The phony you beneath the skin takes hold like a disease A sad pathetic game of chance where you can never win Beneath the mask you're uglier than sin
8.
A descent fucking wage, a descent day's pay Is all I ask for my working day But wealthy men of higher birth would refuse to pay what I was worth And hired goons to stand in my way And they dare to call me a communist while they're paying off the mob And lobyists to legally steal and rob A descent fucking wage, a descent day's pay Is all I ask for my working day Fists aloft with picket signs on trembling knees we stood in lines With courage in our hearts we stood aligned I seen hungry men form picket lines screaming for justice carrying signs Out on the docks or down in the mines But some men have the will to live and angry hearts that don't forgive Who will insist on an even break and won't be nailed to no damn stake A descent deal and descent pay ain't much to ask for the working day So be a man and do the right thing and treat me like a human being I ain't no beast I ain't no slave so don't make my working life my grave
9.
You waved goodbye in last night's dream, you held a bouquet of pain I begged you to stay one last time my words all in vain I hate and need you at the same time and yet miss you so bad Like all the best times in my life have all been had I really miss the joy of spring the sunset and when birds sing My life's gone blind never seeing the simple joy in being The child forgot how to play the rainbow turned gray A lonely world of chilling frost where all seems lost I invested so much more of myself than you ever could And I gave up so much more of myself than you ever would I took foolish risks and gambled my soul and then you got it all I put up a defense but despite it all you tore down the wall And I felt so foolish and out of control But I couldn't help but play the role of no even if i lost my soul Well perhaps then to put it another way I could win you back And then you'd complete me without the real me and be all that I lack Maybe the place I find myself in is not without hope I need to believe it so very much otherwise I can't cope And I felt so foolish and out of control But I couldn't help but play the role of no even if i lost my soul I gave up all my power to you it left me in a wreck I stood still and let you put the noose around my neck I was never victim I was always volunteer Clinging on to hope despite knowing the end was never You were both my dream girl and addictive like a drug I let you walk all over me like some cheap dirty rug You know where the door is and how to use it too I'm better off without you and now I know it's true

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"THE GREATEST THANG SINCE COAT HANGER ABORTIONS!!!!!"

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released August 23, 2015

All songs written by Alex Cortes. All instruments played by and vocals sung by Alex Cortes with various much appreciated guest appearances here and there. Most notably Joe Stocco playing most of the lead guitar but also John Worley playing lead guitar on "WINTER (Into The Heart Of Darkness)". And yes it's a drum machine but Alex programmed every note of it

Produced by Alex Cortes and Joe Stocco. All recording and engineering and computer manipulating (and there was tons of it required) done by Joe Stocco. For those who care about the technicals album recorded on ACIDPRO version 6.

Recorded at The Fabulous Joes Stocco Living Room Studio Venice, California.

DIMITRI MANDYLOR plays guitar live and SHANE WOOD plays drums live but neither appear on this recording. Nevertheless without them Alex would look pretty stupid on stage by himself.

Alex would like to thank everybody mentioned above and too many others to mention here.

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NOIR L.A. Los Angeles, California

NOIR L.A. IS:

DIMITRI MANDYLOR: Guitars

SHANE WOOD:
Drums

ALEX CORTES: Bass and Vocals

Since everybody seems to be so obsessed with labels and "genres" these days NOIR L.A. would label itself "diversity metal". No schematic or floor plan. You never know where it's gonna go next. Alex writes what he wants to write and flat out refuses to be pinned down. Hopefully it all fits (of course it do).
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