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Made in Montreal

by Ripcordz

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1.
BPG 02:20
BPG Wake up so sore, face on the floor Glasses, chairs and Punks aground, looks like we’re at war Time to stand up, never grow up Stumble over to the bar and serve myself a cup -- of beer Music it booms, echoes of doom Punk is dead but getting better right across the room It’s one-two-three, for destiny Just close your eyes, listen close, be just what you wanna be Night or day? It’s hard to say, years they seem to fade away Watch your back, a sneak attack but we will win the day Lean and mean, a killer Scene that means just what you say it means Climb a stack or fade to black, just set priorities My heart it stops, and then I drop Find myself back on the floor, a pit revolves on top Then there she stands, offers her hand I climb those fishnets back and hope I never land again
2.
Riot 02:09
RIOT We’re marching slowly and we won’t look back Strength in numbers, strength on track A peaceful protest when the cops attack It all turns to black CHORUS Wanna Riot Ain’t nothing more for the cops to do The streets belong to you I wanna riot Gestapo cops march with beating shields Gas masks make it all too real The kids are running but they’ll never yield Turn around and deal The fat blue line it wavers in the haze Seen through burning barricades And then I’m hit with an adrenaline daze Fears begin to fade
3.
Proud To Be 02:20
PROUD TO BE Proud To Be a Punk from Montreal with all that word can mean Proud To Be with friends and strangers who know we are the scene Proud To Be in a community that screams diversity Strength and honour win the day Proud To Be a skin a psycho or a thrasher in the pit Proud To Be the opposition and you know that we won’t quit Proud To Be the voice of anyone who thought their Voice was gone Strength and honour win the day Proud To Be part of the working class coz class is what we are Proud To Be someone whose values won’t be changing with the law Proud To Be part of the message sent to a lousy government Strength and honour win the day Win the day -- we stand united Win the day -- we stand to fight it Win the day -- we stand to right it Win the day
4.
MADE IN MONTREAL It’s Friday night, I feel alright, we’re fighting with the cops A soundtrack from les casseroles, sirens start their screaming Battle joined, kicked in the groin, a grunt and then he drops Justice served, their just desserts Surrounded, my time slows -- and stops CHORUS Made in Montreal Where there’s a party you will find her Made in Montreal It’s a weekend state of mind Got my bail, I’m out of jail There’s poutine on my plate La Belle Province gives us a chance To recharge from the charges Next on hand, we catch a band The attraction is Fattal Habs on TV, my loyalty divided beer makes it -- égal Raised in old school NDG, part of Little Burgundy Party down on St-Denis Buy beer at the corner store, willing to fight for a cause Ignore all the traffic laws Got green hair? No one stares, Punk Rock bands are everywhere Party town from here to there
5.
WELCOME TO THE DEATH HOUSE The sun surrenders quietly, shadows creep all over me Now we reach the end of day, night begins to play Bodies stir and bodies rise, eyes reflect the bloodshot skies Stagger slow along the tracks, then the band attacks Wah-oh -- crusties, skins and drunks Wah-oh -- the Night of the Living Punks It’s Whiskey Shits and Rat Patrol The crowd it loses Self Control Horny Bitches, Irish Nails With Crimes to tell the tales Wah-oh -- crusties, skins and drunks Wah-oh -- the Night of the Living Punks CHORUS Welcome to the Death House Only one speed -- full out Welcome to the Death House Don’t get it? -- then get out Welcome to the Death House Power up -- it’s all out Welcome to the Death House Party ‘til you pass out Liver bleeding, eardrums shot Bodies line the parking lot Firebreathers cut the night Cops they want to fight Wah-oh -- crusties, skins and drunks Wah-oh -- the Night of the Living Punks
6.
728 02:14
728 Gun in hand, eye on the prize Kids all talk, she knows it’s lies Stop them dead, pepper spray surprise Wanna destroy Hanging out, beer in hand It’s so wrong, don’t understand Take them down, just coz she can Gotta destroy CHORUS 728 -- time to detonate 728 -- so full of hate 728 -- it all degenerates 728 -- so full of hate Friends and fans they let her down Won’t give in, she owns this town Watch your backs, don’t suffer clowns Gonna destroy Guts and glory, all in hand Downtown allies undermanned Toss the bosses, they’re too bland Wanna destroy
7.
LET’S GO, EXPOS Down 3-2, it’s getting late Our heros are on hold Le Grand Orange steps to the plate There’s nothing here but gold Strike one, strike two, we still have faith Rusty will come through Cameras flash, anticipate That glory will come true CHORUS Let’s Go, Expos Raise a glass and raise the roof The town’s about to blow Let’s Go, Expos In ‘69 we had the proof baseball would never go The bleachers rock, the fans they stand And Rusty tips his hat We roar as one, hot dogs in hand And Rusty cocks his bat There’s the windup and the pitch The ball is on its way Leave those doubters in the ditch Coz ten will save the day Bocabella booms Stoneman stones the room Fifty cents gets you through the gate To watch your team be great The ball streams in and Rusty swings Breathing put on hold The crack of contact and it sings The glory we foretold The ball streams out like it has wings Jarry Park explodes A perfect end is what it brings And headlines all in bold
8.
DISARM ALL THE COPS August 9, 2008 -- a beautiful bright day The kids are out and dice is what they play All attention on the game as they roll the bones No one sees the cop, he’s not alone CHORUS Disarm all the cops -- tonight A quiet day turns violent, no reason to be found Innocence left lying on the ground The cop he tells his story in black and white and red No one seems to care that Fredy’s dead CHORUS Disarm all the cops (x3) -- tonight Disarm all the cops (x3) -- for life A lesson learned -- trust them, get burned Watch anger spark and light the night No charges laid -- no debt is paid Now we all know what’s wrong, what’s right Cops close ranks, justice stank, a whitewash in disguise All innocence lost, grounded in their lies
9.
RED SQUARE REVOLUTION The kids are marching right before your eyes The revolution’s being televised History will be revised, but not tonight -- it’s live We gotta try They can’t deny No more lies It’s the evolution of the institution-alized ‘Copters overhead they drown out your TV Drama overtaken by reality Open the door, what can you see? Change comes in 3D You gotta go They gotta know You gotta show Show up all the doubters, join the crowd and shout it loud CHORUS Freedom -- fighting for what’s denied The red square revolution Will set up a new solution tonight It’s not too late, participate Decide your fate -- tonight It’s up to you, no chosen few Know what to do -- we fight
10.
Fool Me Once 02:25
FOOL ME ONCE It’s time to feast, gorge on roast beast Soak the suckers, do just what we please Cut off the top, no need to stop The three per cent solution sets up shop CHORUS Fool me once, I’m ashamed it’s me Try it again, there’s gonna be a fight The deal is done, a hole in one A whisper in the dark you know we’re gone We build it nice, at twice the price Take a fair shake then you add the vice It’s time to be , democracy One choice, two, it’s all the same to me Vote and get fooled, vote and get ruled Think it’s change? Get ready to be schooled
11.
I AM NOT ALONE ...and a brave new world begins in 1945 Been fighting for so long, just glad to be alive Medals and parades won’t feed my kids, my wife No home, no job and no respect -- now I battle to survive CHORUS Oh no -- I’m not alone Just need a little help to make it on my own Oh no -- I’m not alone Just need a little help so I can find my way back home When those we fought for fail us, the communists come through Henri Gagnon helps us find the pride that we once knew A band of brothers band together, victory in sight The League of Homeless Veterans are going to take it back tonight Won’t lose to fear Won’t disappear Won’t let you, can’t let you, even come near Squats and brothels, empty lots become our new domain But when we take the armoury, the cops they go insane Come at us with everything, now’s the time to play And we know what we must do if we are gonna win the day
12.
WE ARE THE 99 Alex drums for half the Punks in all Montreal Benoit is a banker but he wants to stand tall Chris knows all the answers, Danielle is a dancer Emma’s a director, François the connector We are the 99 Gemma keeps her friends and her community strong Hannah takes no crap, she knows her rights and her wrongs Isaiah is a student, Jenny’s never prudent Karen is the newest, Lenny’s a tatooist We are the 99 You hold the money but the power is ours The masses will make out fine Politics surrendered to the ones in the towers We are the 99 Matty’s place is truly where the Scene can be seen Nadia ruled the clubs when she was just 15 Olga never sold me, Paisley poses boldly Quinn our favourite farmer, René is a charmer We are the 99 The place is here, the time is now And you’re the one that’s gonna show us how
13.
NEVER GIVE UP, NEVER SURRENDER Boiling slowly in the August sun Crushed by masses, I know we’ve won Hear the whistle and here it comes Fifty thousand road as one Crowd spills out on the tracks Camillien is on their backs We know fiction from their facts Party while the world attacks CHORUS Never give up, never surrender Stand up, stand out for your rights Keep that prize in sight Windsor Station is where it begins Marching proudly and we start to sing Inspiration can do anything And you know who’s gonna win City full of fun and vice Guided by those neon lights Skip the day we own the night Populism done just right Four years labout camp for Mr. Mayor Four years lost coz he showed he cared Four years later time to set it right It all starts here tonight
14.
Christine 03:05
CHRISTINE Alley-drinking Friday night, Tremblays on the ground Sacrifices to our cause, the bottles must be downed Annointed by frère alcohol, it’s time to hear the loud I stumble out, ignore the shouts, head straight into a crowd CHORUS I believe -- that one day we’re gonna take ‘em all I believe -- that Christine can take Miss Montreal The Crescent Street Kid stands alone surrounded by his crew Disciples of an emptiness still looking for a clue Miss Montreal was following behind a pace or two The congregation gathers for a chorus of abuse One right, one might One fight, tonight The Crobar empties, street it fills, the battle lines are drawn David or Goliath? Choose the side you’re on Silence stretches painfully then broken by a roar Friends beside us, friends to guide us as we go to war

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Our 15th album, but our first concept album. That concept: Montreal. All the songs were written during a time dominated by student protests which turned into great community-wide protests, with the occasional riot. So the album has a bit of a revolutionary slant.

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released October 24, 2014

PAUL GOTT vocals, guitars
MOTLEY FORTYFIVE bass, vocals
ALEX ROY drums, vocals

recorded and mixed by RENE D LA MUERTE
at RED RHINO STUDIOS Montreal
All songs written by PAUL GOTT (SOCAN)

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Ripcordz Montreal, Québec

Formed in 1980 and been playing ever since. Proud Punks from Montreal. We've played more than 2,500 shows and put out 18 albums. But we're not living in the past. Our new stuff is our best stuff.

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