The Coming Collapse

by Foxhall Stacks

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1.
In an unwavering voice Willing to make a choice for the first time I want to scream at the bluebloods sitting pretty In the canyons of the city The time has come now the reckoning is upon us The time has come now everything is going down, whoa yeah And if I never see you again, I hope that you’ll remember the sound Of the lightning as it’s striking the ground Fighting a weakening will Taking the heat but still we're getting ready They got the guns but we got all the numbers It's our uncelebrated summer The time has come now the reckoning is upon us The time has come now everything is going down, whoa yeah And if I never see you again, I hope that you’ll remember the sound Of the lightning as it’s striking the ground
2.
The stars are out shining My computer’s data mining The commission’s fact finding While the tapes are rewinding in my Double cassette deck yeah And they got me by the neck now This night is like a shipwreck And we were looking for the discotheque The temperature’s rising And I’m finally realizing If you look into my eyes then You’ll see that they don’t believe. In generation celebrations Your divine recalibrations Your supposed innovations I call them dancefloor complications Where the kids are getting down to The sound of records turning round and round And the skinny boys sing their songs And the girls are all singing along Feeling cheated by the Marshall stacks They nod their heads in the back And they wander for miles and miles The turntable exiles Where the skinny boys sing their songs The turntable exiles And the girls, they can’t do no wrong The turntable exiles And they wander, and wander, and wander, and wander around Leave them headed for a different sound The turntable exiles
3.
I was inclined to believe the numbers It got so easy to get bored of all the answers And now we’re left to react to A wind-up prick on a dictator kick Past time to pretend this ain’t my nation Take to the streets and watch the standard deviation I’ll never cash that check I’m a nervous wreck, now I'm president sick I’m tired, sick and tired of letting it go The law of every average I know. Had enough of this idiot reality show The law of every, the law of every average I know. So I’ll hide the time until November Drunk on the nightmare of a past I can’t remember All out of balance, check It’s the truth that’s sick, it’s an executive wreck I’m tired, sick and tired of letting it go The law of every average I know. Had enough of this idiot reality show The law of every, the law of every average I know. Average, I know.
4.
Worried 02:59
Take the boom box and turn it to the 10. Fading shadow of forgotten friends. Palace coup in the middle of the night and the people in the square they shout: It's alright! And the brothers take up arms. Against the other Watch the brothers take up arms against the other. The mercenaries fight but they know it's not right And they never meet your eyes when they’re in their disguise. Got me worried about the weather I'm worried about the government I'm worried about the pills I took. I'm worried about the verse and I'm worried about the chorus, I'm worried about the bridge and the hook. Prepare the borders for all the mass defections. Rigged elections or natural selection? Put your pen down and pay me some attention Cuz I want to make amends for all my indiscretions. And the sisters doing harm to each other, Drowning out the withering ghosts who want to disarm. The mercenaries fight but they know it's not right And they never meet your eyes when they’re in their disguise Got me worried about the weather I'm worried about the government I'm worried about the pills I took. I'm worried about the verse and I'm worried about the chorus, I'm worried about the bridge and the hook. Got me worried about the weather I'm worried about the government I'm worried about the pills I took. I'm worried about the verse and I'm worried about the chorus, I'm worried about the bridge and the hook. The start and the finish, the hours and the minutes, the echoes, the signals, the codes. I’m worried about the warnings, I’m worried about the consequences.
5.
The Old Me 03:40
When I think of regrets I keep inside And all of the things that I can’t hide Will you remind me of all my misplaced pride That I could never keep inside Giving it back to you Do with it what you want to Giving it back to you, the old me. Giving it back to you Do with it what you want to. Giving it back to you, the old me. Sometimes, every time the days fade into gray I wonder if things always turn out this way Always, never, did you really believe this time That we could get it back in line?
6.
Failure 02:53
She said she only wanted you to take her breath away You said you’d come around and deal with it another day She said that she’s fine and she’d be alright, ok It’s complicated, you never saw it coming ‘til it was too late Sometimes these things just end up working out alright But then you wake up in the morning with failure coming out your eyes. And then you wake up in the morning with failure falling out your eyes. Time heals, that’s the only lesson I can understand Time kills, you say to someone holding out an empty hand Sometimes these things just end up working out, yeah But then you wake up in the morning with failure coming out your eyes. And then you wake up in the morning with failure falling out your eyes. Sometimes these things just end up working out, alright, yeah But then you wake up in the morning with failure coming out your eyes.
7.
Take Control 02:20
She’s sending me a new sensation ‘Cause I tell her I got rid of mine I’m thinking it’s a waste of time, But I’m never fine, oh no You’ll see it’s what you get but not now You’ll see it’s what you get but ... Now. Stop it right now. She’s digging me a new medication Take your Adderall and Ritaline I guess I should be feeling fine But I ain’t feeling fine, oh no She’s picking up a new vibration Thirty minutes and I’m on a roll She’s telling me to take control But I’m in a hole, oh no. You’ll see it’s what you get but not now What you see ain’t what you get, so not now You’ll see it’s what you get but not now What you see ain’t what you get so ... Now. Stop it. Now. Stop it right now. She’s digging me a new sensation Take your Adderall and Ritaline I guess I should be feeling fine but I ain’t feeling fine She's picking up a new vibration But I said that I got rid of mine I’m thinking that I’m wasting time, but I’m wasting time.
8.
It's semi-irresponsible To think that anything is possible now. I never learned how to fight That doesn't mean that you’re right. If my problems are illogical Then get me to the hospital now. I want to learn how to live And how to forgive. Tell it to the cops We're banging on pots With black and white props at the top of the pops Coca Cola on the rocks, changing all the locks. Pulling out the stops on a Saturday night. My boundless curiosity It battles sensibility yeah. I know I’m all on my own An orphan out on the roam. My intellect’s in disarray So stop me on the runway now. Bring me back to sanity Then send me on my way.
9.
Poke at the fire I’m the upsetter It’s getting tired I’m never better You can’t imagine that I’m not ready How many times did you have to up and say it? I pick up the phone Forgot your number I had it on speed dial I shouldn't have deleted it yesterday Yeah, shouldn’t have deleted it yesterday But I only got so many hours before I wake up And the clock on the nightstand says old man do you agree? And I’d hit it but I guess I could just say politely Could you see your way clear to give me just ten more minutes of grace? It’s got nothing to say Poke at the fire I’m the upsetter Too many lines I won’t forget ‘em Pick up the phone I’ll call your number Bang on the wall I did the same damn thing yesterday Yeah, yesterday But I only got so many hours ‘til I get to it And the writing on my hand says don’t you agree? All the words and promises never sounded better Could you see your way clear to give me just another decade of grace? It’s got nothing to say Gonna do it yesterday Yeah I’ll do it yesterday I pick up the phone To call your number Had it on speed dial I shouldn't have deleted it yesterday Yeah, yesterday But I only got so many hours before I get up And the sign on the ceiling says old man don’t you agree? And I’d hit it but I bet I could never get it All the numbers and the letters They keep reminding me Gonna do it yesterday Yeah I’ll do it yesterday [Spoken ramble]
10.
Rough sailors on the Sea of Japan Set a course for Bataan Just to see if they can Striped shirts, fading in the sun Outgunned and on the run run run Seven hours to Tokyo now and past the last of the snow Clear signs of the coming collapse Painted on the rocks below Everything that matters is totally shattered Torn up and cast aside and lying there in tatters. Everything that matters is totally shattered Torn up and cast aside and lying there in tatters. Ta-tattered. Ta-tattered. Onward now, to Okinawa... Check the sextant and the maps, full power. Forgetting all the oaths we swore Stepping on unfamiliar shores Everything that matters Is totally shattered Torn up and cast aside And lying there in tatters Everything that matters Is totally shattered Torn up and cast aside And lying there in tatters Ta-tattered Ta-tattered Everything that matters Is totally shattered Torn up and cast aside And lying there in tatters Seeing things with new eyes And staring down the darkening skies. Torn up and cast aside And lying there in tatters.

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The Foxhall Stacks are
Bill Barbot: vocals and guitars
Jim Spellman: guitars and backing vocals
Peter Moffett: drums, percussion, and backing vocals
Brian Baker: bass guitar

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released September 20, 2019

The Coming Collapse was produced and engineered between 2016 and 2018 by Geoff Sanoff at Magpie Cage in Baltimore, MD, Renegade Studios in New York, NY, and The Bastille in Arlington, VA.
Additional engineering and technical support from J. Robbins and Matt Redenbo at Magpie Cage and Eamonn Aiken at The Bastille. Mastered by Dan Coutant at Sun Room Audio.

Many, many thanks for the additional vocals, instrumentation, and arrangement ideas provided by Geoff Sanoff and Renée LoBue. And many, many thanks to Chuck Coffey for all his support.

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All songs written by Jim Spellman, Bill Barbot, Peter Moffett, and Brian Baker.
Much love and gratitude to Erin, Steve, Julia, Victoria, and Jenny, who all accommodated our madness over a way-too long stretch of years making this record.
Photography by Farah Skeiky (band) and Lewis Francis (jacket and insert). Artwork and layout by William Colgrove.
All songs © 2018 Foxhall Stacks Music, BMI/ASCAP.

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Foxhall Stacks Washington, D.C.

Guitarist Jim Spellman (Velocity Girl, High Back Chairs) assembled these DC veterans in late 2015. Bassist Brian Baker is a legit punk godfather, with close to 40 years on bass and guitar for Minor Threat, Dag Nasty, and Bad Religion. Pete Moffett drummed for Government Issue and Wool before joining singer/guitarist Bill Barbot (Jawbox) in Burning Airlines. Decent pedigree, this lot. ... more

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