PIZZA FOR PRESIDENT

by Ankle Grease

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Recorded by Gabe at The Elephant Graveyard one night in June 2017
Jay played the drums
Shannon played violin
Jesse played guitar
We all sang a bunch it was over 100 degrees but we still had fun

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released July 1, 2017

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Ankle Grease New York, New York

Ankle Grease plays short punk songs on acoustic instruments. We like to shout and sing in basements and backyards. We'd love to meet you. Let's get together, cook some food, and share some stories.

Jesse - Guitar
Shannon - Violin
Jay - Drums
We all sing because singing is fun
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Track Name: Molotov
IF YOU’VE NEVER THROWN A MOLOTOV GIVE IT A TRY. YOU DON’T WANT TO BE A ROOKIE WHEN YOUR LIFE’S ON THE LINE. WE ALL KNOW THAT THE WORLD ISN’T GOING TO CHANGE OVERNIGHT BUT WE CAN GIVE IT A PUSH, JUST GIVE THE FUSE A LIGHT. I HAVE NEVER KNOWN A KING TO JUST STEP DOWN. IT’S UP TO US TO MARCH IN AND KNOCK OFF THEIR CROWN. IT’S TRUE THEY MIGHT NOT HEAR A SINGLE SHOUT BUT OUR VOICES TOGETHER MAKE A MIGHTY SOUND. WE’RE FURIOUS, WE’RE HURT, AND WE’RE HERE. IGNORING THE OPPRESSION DOESN’T MAKE IT DISAPPEAR. WHEN THE MUSIC STOPS AND WE’RE ALL CLAPPING THERE’S A LOT OF ENERGY BUT IS ANYTHING REALLY HAPPENING? WE ALL KNOW THAT THE WORLD CAN CHANGE TONIGHT IT’S JUST A LITTLE PUSH SO GIVE THE FUSE A LIGHT TONIGHT.
Track Name: Hollywood
WE ALL WANTED A HOLLYWOOD ENDING. A WIDE SHOT OF D.C. BURNING. THEN WE’D ALL HEAD BACK TO THE COMMUNE WHERE WE’D FEAST ON THE VEGETABLES WE GREW. BUT THE ONLY THING THAT GOT BURNED OUT WAS OUR DRIVE AND NOW WE STRUGGLE UNDER CO-PAYS AS WE TRY TO SURVIVE. IT’S NO MISTAKE THAT YOU’RE UNDERFED, THEY’LL KEEP YOU TWO STEPS AHEAD OF DEATH. AND YOU’LL NEVER GAIN ANY COMFORTABLE GROUND; YOU WORK HARDER WITH THE GRIM REAPER AROUND. IT’S A TIGHTROPE WALK WITH NO NET THAT WE’RE ALL FORCED TO TRAVEL. AND THEY’LL CHARGE YOU A TOLL AS IT STARTS TO UNRAVEL. WHEN THE COPS COME FOR ME THEY’D BETTER COVER ALL THE DOORS BECAUSE I WILL RUN HARDER THAN I’VE EVER RUN BEFORE. I DON’T WANT TO LIVE LOCKED UP; I’D RATHER DIE FREE, SO THEY’D BETTER DRAW GOOD AIM WHEN THEY FIRE ON ME.
Track Name: Half Moon
HENRY HEADED UP THE HUDSON RIDING ON A HALF MOON. “GIVE ME WHAT I CAME FOR”. I SEE MYSELF MAKING CHOICES I DESPISE OTHER PEOPLE FOR. LIKE CAPITALISTS AND RUDE MEN AND EACH ONE OF MY PAST SELVES. WE FELL IN LOVE WITH THE STARS AND WE LET THEM GUIDE US FOR A WHILE. OUR SHIPS AND DESTINIES ALL BOUND BY HEAVENLY BODIES BUT EVENTUALLY WE DECIDED TO USURP THEIR ROLE. WE ARE THE SMOKE RISING UP FROM THE STACKS. ONCE WE MOVE ON WE NEVER LOOK BACK. SATELLITES ARE JUST CHILDREN ON THEIR TIP TOES. WE ARE THE SMOKE RISING UP FROM THE STACKS. ONCE WE MOVE ON WE NEVER LOOK BACK. SATELLITES ARE JUST CHILDREN REACHING FOR A HOT STOVE.
Track Name: Weekend (Bike Song)
I LIKE THE WAY THAT MY FACE FEELS WHEN I’M RIDING MY BIKE FAST. THE COLD AIR STINGS MY SKIN AS I’M PEDALING PAST ALL THOSE CARS STOPPED AT TRAFFIC LIGHTS HEADED TO GOD KNOWS WHERE. HONESTLY WHEN I’M PEDALING IT’S HARD TO CARE. I LIKE THE WAY THAT MY HEAD FEELS WHEN IT’S RESTED IN YOUR LAP. ALL OF MY ANXIETIES SEEM FAR FROM ME WHEN WE SHARE A LAUGH. THESE TINY MEASURES OF FREEDOM ARE ALL WE SETTLE FOR. ONE SMALL BREATH WHEN WE’RE GASPING, IT’S TOO MUCH TO ENDURE. I REFUSE TO LIVE FOR THE WEEKEND ANYMORE.
Track Name: Boomerangs
THERE’S STANDING WATER IN THE SINK. THE TOILET IS RUNNING CONSTANTLY. WE’RE SITTING IN AN EMPTY TUB. I THOUGHT, “SOMEONE OUGHT TO TAKE A PICTURE OF US”. THE THING I KNOW ABOUT MOMENTS IS YOU DON’T NOTICE THEM UNTIL THEY’RE GONE. YOU CAN TRY TO HOLD THE SMOKE IN BUT IT DISAPPEARS BEFORE TOO LONG. IN MY MIND I SEE A PILE OF SHOES NEXT TO THE FRONT DOOR. THEY WENT ON MY FRIEND’S FEET AND WALKED AWAY FROM ME, I DON’T SEE THEM ANYMORE. I’VE MADE A LIST OF NAMES OF ALL THE ONES THAT GOT AWAY. MAYBE I SHOULD LOOK THEM UP SOMETIME, BUT THEN WHAT WOULD I SAY? “I’VE BEEN PREOCCUPIED WITH YOU FOR DAYS”. I USED TO BURN ALL OF MY NOTEBOOKS UNTIL I WISHED I HAD THEM BACK. NOW I THINK PEOPLE ARE PAGES, BUT THEY’D BE HERE IF I JUST ASKED. ALL MY FRIENDS ARE LIKE BOOMERANGS I THREW WHEN I WAS A KID. I SEND THEM AWAY SO EASILY BUT THEY NEVER COME BACK AGAIN.
Track Name: Salt Flats
I NEVER STOOD ON THE SALT FLATS. I NEVER MADE IT THAT FAR WEST. WELL I GUESS I DIPPED MY TOES IN THE PACIFIC, BUT LET’S NOT BE SO SPECIFIC BECAUSE THERE ARE STILL PLACES I’D LIKE TO GO. I SPEND A LOT OF TIME ON THE ROAD SO TECHNICALLY I KNOW THAT I SHOULDN’T FEEL CRAMPED WHILE I’M SITTING HERE AT HOME BUT THERE’S JUST SO MUCH ROOM TO GROW. WE CAN STAND ON THESE PILLARS WE CREATE FOR OURSELVES. SHIFTING BLAME AND PATTING BACKS, “HEY AT LEAST I’M NOT LIKE THAT”. BUT REAL GROWTH HAPPENS IN THE SOIL, REAL LIFE SPRINGS OUT OF DIRT. IT’S THE MESSIEST PARTS THAT HURT BUT IT’S THE ONLY THING THAT WORKS. SO LET’S KEEP TRYING UNTIL WE GET IT RIGHT.
Track Name: Fire II
THERE’S A REVOLUTION BLOOMING BUT IT’S NOT LOW HANGING FRUIT. IT’S STANDING ON YOUR FRONT PORCH IN OVERALLS AND BOOTS. AND FOR EVERY MISSED OPPORTUNITY WE KNOW DOZENS MORE HAVE DIED AS WE SIT DEBATING AND WAITING FOR JUST THE RIGHT TIME. I KNOW YOU WANT TO STRIKE WHILE THE IRON IS HOT SO LET’S CREATE SOME FRICTION AND GET IT FIRED UP. WE HAVE OUR OWN THEORIES ABOUT BROKEN WINDOWS. YOU DON’T NEED A METEOROLOGIST TO KNOW WHICH WAY THE WIND BLOWS. IT’S WHAT AUGUST SPIED AS HE STARED OUT FROM THE GALLOWS. THE FIRE IN OUR HEARTS WON’T DIE DOWN, IT GROWS.
Track Name: We Won't Die
WHEN YOU GET THE PHONE CALL, “THEY’RE NOT BREATHING”. DEATH IS INEVITABLE BUT THAT ALWAYS FELT LIKE A THEORY. MY HYPOTHESIS WAS CORRECT. EVERYTHING GOOD COMES TO AN END. I WAS FLOATING BUT THAT MOMENT SNAPPED ME OUT OF IT. NOW I’M SITTING ON THE PORCH OF A FUNERAL HOME. SURROUNDED BY OLD FRIENDS BUT I’VE NEVER FELT MORE ALONE, BECAUSE SOME FRIENDS DON’T GET TO GROW OLD. LET ME SPEAK MY LAST WORDS WITH COURAGE. LET ME ALWAYS LOOK YOU IN THE EYE. LET ME WALK WITH CONVICTION IN EVERY STEP. LET ME GO DOWN LAUGHING AT DEATH BECAUSE WE WON’T DIE.
Track Name: Boss Song
THINGS AREN’T ALL RIGHT WE’RE HERE WALKING THE LINE BETWEEN EVICTION AND MAKING ENDS MEET. OUR DAILY OCCUPATIONS ARE SUBTLE COERCIONS. THE THREAT OF LIFE ON THE STREET. I KNOW YOU’VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT BAKUNIN AND YOU’RE WISHING TODAY COULD BE THE DAY YOU INTRODUCE YOUR BOSS TO THEIR OWN SHALLOW GRAVE BUT YOU’RE THE ONE BURIED UNDER BILLS TO PAY. THAT’S WHY I ALWAYS POOP ON COMPANY TIME. A LIVING WAGE IS JUST GETTING NICKEL AND DIMED. TEN BUCKS FOR THE BOSS FOR EVERY ONE OF MINE. WE’RE WORKING FROM CRUMBS INSTEAD OF STANDING ON THE BREADLINE. THERE ARE PEOPLE I LOVE THAT WILL NEVER HAVE ENOUGH. IT’S NOT A FAULT OF THEIR CHARACTER IT’S JUST THE WAY THE SYSTEM IS SET UP. IT SEPARATES THE HAVES FROM THE HAVE-NOTS. WE’RE GOING TO HAVE TO WORK TOGETHER IF WE’RE EVER GOING TO HAVE A SHOT TO BUILD A LIFE ON COMMON NEED. WE’LL SAY TO ALL THEIR GREED AND THEN WE’LL ALL BE FREE.
Track Name: Dragons
ME AND MY FRIENDS WE FISH QUARTERS FROM THE FOUNTAIN. DEAD WISHES THAT WERE NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN. BUT JINGLING IN OUR POCKETS THEY SOUND A LOT LIKE FREEDOM SO TAKE YOUR HORSESHOES AND YOUR CLOVERS WE DON’T NEED THEM. I ALWAYS SAVE MY EMPTIES TO KEEP SCORE. I LEAVE THEM THERE ALL LINED UP ON THE BAR. AND I PULL OFF THE TABS COUNTING, “A, B, C…” SO I’LL ALWAYS KNOW WHO HAS A CRUSH ON ME. WE’RE MAKING CLOUDS, INTO THE NIGHT SKY THEY GO, AS WE PRETEND TO BE DRAGONS STANDING OUTSIDE THE SHOW. IN DECEMBER OR JANUARY NOBODY KNOWS, “HOPE TO SEE YOU AGAIN IN THE SUMMER”. WE ARE LIVING THE WAY WE WANT TO LIVE. IT’S AMAZING, THE PLACES WE’VE GONE, THE THINGS THAT WE’VE SEEN JUST BY SINGING SONGS. WE SHARE OUR HEARTS AND SAY SO LONG, “HOPE TO SEE YOU AGAIN IN THE SUMMER”. WE ARE LIVING THE WAY WE WANT TO LIVE.