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by A Major Triad

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This album was recorded, mixed, and mastered all in the span of one weekend. The songs on the album took a few years to live and months to perfect. The songs then took on a life of their own and may be on the loose, prowling about your cellar.

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released January 17, 2011

Words and music written by Danny, Eric and Lou Klein

A Major Triad is

Danny Klein: Bassist, backing vocals, and banter
Eric Klein: Drummer
Lou Klein: Guitarist, lead vocals, and depression


Dave Downham came by in the clutch with Mixing, mastering, and motivation.
Recorded at the one and only Gradwell House Recording in Haddon Heights, NJ.
Jon Stachewicz is the man behind the album art.

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Track Name: Homeless, Man
Woke up hungover from self-medicated sleep
All because I knew she'd never call.
Three days since you said you were sleepy
Two days since you'd cut me out completely
Guess you gotta find out things for yourself.

It's tough in the dark when all you need is a spark
Just to know you'll set the world aflame.
Burn with me now, 'cause you're sure
There ain't even a Hell
But if there is you know I'll see you there.
It's true.
Track Name: Plan B
Let's go!
Runnin' outta money
Runnin' outta time
Runnin' low on options
Now the gig's on the line
So let's strip!
Think about it, we could strip
'cause we don't have no jobs
And the economy's a piece of shit.

Sold all my possessions
And I'm gonna take the dive
Now you'll see us workin'
On the other 9 to 5
And we'll strip!
Seriously, Eric, don't strip.
'cause we still don't have no jobs
And music don't pay the rent.

Now my power's gone out
My landlord's up in arms
I guess for the next month
We'll take to livin' in the car
And we'll strip!
Even on Easter we'll strip!
...I'm really sorry, momma,
I'll get them to church in a minute.

I promised that I'd try
To keep it all clean
But now Dan's gone
And bought a new G-string...

But we'll strip!
Yeah, yeah, we'll strip!
Except for Eric,
There's a reason he's behind a drum kit.

Tried to pay it off
By playing punk rock
But now that it's in double time
You know we can't control it!
So we'll strip!
It's finally hit the fan, we'll strip!
Oh crap!
It's a cop!
We're gonna crash!
Track Name: Police Bus
Goin' to a party
Neighbors complain of sounds
Mikey opened up the door
Find a thousand cops all around
"Are you the owner here?
What the Hell's that smell?
How young are you guys? God,
You're all goin' straight to jail."

Just lookin' out for you now don't make a fuss
Just neighborhood cops, the kind you can trust
Hate to get you worried just a simple bust
Goin' downtown in a big police bus

Now everyone got quiet.
There's no one with a sound.
Got a full SWAT team and they've
Got the place surrounded.
"You've got balls to break up such a fine gathering!"
"Shut up, Mike!" we shouted but the cops kept beckoning.
Throwing in tear gas to diffuse a bunch of
Anarchists who were out to have a good time.

All hit the ground and out go the lights
Everyone's fallin', passin' out without a fight
Determined by society we're all fuckin' blights
We don't have no fight cause we lost all our rights.

Now everyone got quiet
There's no one with a sound
We woke hazy in a brand new
Dog pound.
"Keep your pooches here,"
The businessman said,
"Keep ya in these bars till
You become a citizen instead"

All hit the ground and out go the lights
Everyone's fallin', passin' out without a fight
Determined by society we're all fuckin' blights
We don't have no fight cause we lost all our rights.

All fuckin' blights!
Track Name: All In
All in for you
All in for you
All in for you
Are you all in for me?

All in for you
All in for you
All in for you
Are you all in for me?

All in for you
All in for you
All in for you
But you're walkin' away.

Cat got your tongue
Chewin' your words
Knives are pretty damn sharp
You're spittin' at me

You like bein' mean?
You like bein' mean?
You like bein' mean? Huh?
Well I can be mean!

Ha!
Hey!
Ah! Hey!
Ahhh!
Ow!
Ow!
Hey! Hey!
Ow!
Augh!

All in for you
All in for you
All in for you
But you're walkin' away.

Can I follow you?
Can I follow you?
Can I follow you?
Can I follow you?

Can I follow you?
Can I follow you?
Can I follow you?
...can I follow you?
Track Name: The Jam
Duh-duh... duh-duh
Duh-duh... duh-duh. Duh duh-duh-dah.

Uh... duh-uh duh-uh duh-uh

Pss-kah, pss-kuh, pss-kah, pss-kuh, pss-kah-pss, pss-kah, pss-kuh, pss-kah, pss-kuh, pss-kah-pss