I go to school at CSU Long Beach.
I joined a new band called Countless Thousands!.
See what we have to offer here...www.myspace.com/countlessthousands
Also I play for Leo Montoya's live sessions and gigs, check out some of his studio stuff out here...http://www.myspace.com/introductiontol
I drive a Hyundai Accent. I love it more than my Jeep...Jeep, be jealous. I like building stuff. I like fixing things that are broken. If you have not yet watched the documentary "Planet Earth" you should check it out. It will in fact rock your world. My new favorite comedy is Superbad. That movie is incredibly awkward and I love it.
Here are the lyrics to a song called "The Patriot" by Countless Thousands!. It's one of my favorite songs to play and I think when you hear it you will like it a lot too.
"The Patriot"
the Patriot buys another sticker for its clever phrase.
here's yet another way to advertise contempt for hippie
liberal scum that shame his country so.
soon everyone will know.
the Patriot peels adhesive backing off a three-cent piece
of paper manufactured overseas.
he cleans and dries with pride the ass end of his SUV.
it's his duty as a patriot to go and tell the assholes
that their freedom isn't free.
but how much was that sticker that you bought?
how much TV do you watch?
and is your fair and balanced world so under siege?
and will you question anything before the world comes
knocking on your door and makes you regret that you
understand what it means to say "yeah, freedom isn't free".
the Patriot turns his TV dial to that familiar face.
to that soothing place.
for his daily scheduled dose of logic so to laugh and grin and nod along.
where black and white is right and wrong.
how many soldiers need to die
to let you keep your peace of mind
with your fingers jammed so firmly in your ears?
and will you question anything before the world comes
knocking on your door and makes you regret that you
understand what it means to say
"yeah, freedom isn't free".
the Patriot takes issue with the cashier of a fast food chain.
before he takes his business elsewhere
he leads a rousing chant that the name be changed from 'french' to 'freedom fries'.
and as he leaves he knows he's served the traitors right.
how much of their bullshit have you bought?
in jobs, in lives, in peace, your thoughtlessness exacts a price you'll never care to see.
and will you question anything before the world comes
knocking on your door and makes you regret that you understand what it means to say
"yeah, freedom isn't free".
the President
subsidizes one more company's outsourcing.
in the interest of the market domestic jobs must move to cheaper foreign shores.
a thousand patriots will get their pink slips but at least they know their freedom isn't free.
