The Great Depression EP

by Goodbye Blue Monday

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released June 12, 2015

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From Edinburgh, Scotland... the sweet sound of suffering. Bringing our upbeat misery punk to ruin the fun everywhere.

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Track Name: The Great Depression
Let me take some time to put aside the woahs for now.
Lest my misery may be justified,
But I try to strip my emotion, Try to observe naked reason,
To penetrate my anguish and help me rationalise:

Now I’ve been pointing the compass so far inward,
That I don’t like what I see.
That I found not the highest mountains, I found not the deepest unknowns,
But the superficial skeleton key
To unlock the conundrum about the human condition
But there's no Houdini to take these shackles away
Bound by limitations. Bound by disappointment
For the rest of my miserable days.

That I am! That I always will be.
A function of this monstrous disfigured totality
That I am! That I always will be.
Oh how to escape this feeling when facing this reality...

As I come to realise, the Marley in me,
That I once thought I was born free.
So no matter how I strive for meaningful existence,
I can only personify selfish rotten hypocrisy.

Oh curse these heaving bags under my eyes,
They are filled with straining realisation,
That writes these lines which carve my poor face,
To accept this vile incarceration.

That I am! That I always will be.
A function of this monstrous disfigured totality
That I am! That I always will be.
Oh how to describe this feeling when facing this reality?

It’s the great depression
Failing social transgression
With each and every one only in it for themselves
It's the turn of the season,
To the age of reason,
A self-inflicted nausea
My disgust for what makes me me.

It's not the culture,
It's not the society,
It's the embodiment of what makes us human,
Which tortures me.
It's not the culture,
It's not the society,
It's that there is no escape. There is no repose,
From the fact that we are all one and the same.

It’s the great depression
It’s just least-square regression,
A slight deviation from a soulless mean.
It's just a deduction,
From my self-destruction,
My surrender, my resignation: to this fatalistic defeat.
Track Name: Celebrities Save The World
Designer dresses and skinny jeans,
Champagne on ice in backs of limousines.
Hair and make up call at 5 o’clock
Learning lines and then to talk
Some horderves and a manicure
Show time. Time to save the poor.
8 to 12 we’re going live
Then After party from 12 till 5

The rally all
Making the call
From a princess to a dying girl
With dual powers to
Entertain and pressure you
To pay your dues.
When celebrities save the world.

Starvation, poverty
Malaria, and HIV
Warlords, Slave trade,
Child trafficking, concealed aid.

Designer dresses and skinny jeans, STARVATION
Champagne on ice in backs of limousines. POVERTY
Hair and make up call at 5 o’clock. MALARIA
Learning lines and then to talk AND HIV
8 to 12 we’re going live. WARLORDS
Then After party from 12 till 5. SLAVE TRADE.
A photo-shoot for magazines. CHILD TRAFFICKING.
Only the best for the VIP. CONCEALED AID.

The guilt absolved
From years of self-involved
Backward Robin Hood, saving the starving girl
The hypocrisy
It’s killing me.
How did we come to this?
When celebrities save the world!
Track Name: Let's Cut The Shit
I think I'm gonna kill myself
I think I'm gonna kill myself
I think I'm gonna kill myself
Yeah tonight, tonight is the night.

Tonight, tonight I'm gonna end it all
Tonight, tonight I'm gonna end this hell
Tonight, tonight I'm gonna end it all
Yeah tonight, tonight is the night.

I'm gonna die!
Track Name: The Relentless March (acoustic)
There’s a heart beating in my chest
There’s a pain pounding in my head
That drums the relentless march on.

There’s a heart throbbing in my chest
There’s an ache thumping in my head
That drums the relentless march on.

Trudging on and on,
Into the ever after
Where silence waits for me,
Where I can finally sleep.

There’s a weight bearing down on me,
An exhaustion that oppresses me,
But still the relentless march on.

A heaviness bearing down on me,
And my legs cannot carry me,
But still the march drags me on.

Slogging on and on,
Into the ever after
Where violence waits for me,
Where I can finally breathe.

I can’t go on.
My pace is slowing,
My knees are buckling.
My will is broken. I’m barely
Ho-o-o-o-lding on,
To your cold embrace,
Please carry me back to my final resting place.

I can’t go on.
My pulse is slowing,
My will is buckling.
My heart is broken. I’m barely
Ho-o-o-o-lding on,
To your cold embrace,
Please carry me back to my final resting place.
My final resting place.