1. Broken Nose 4:08 2. Be Excited 4:19 3. Suspect 5:08 4. You Can’t Love 3:46 5. Behind You, Soldier 3:27 6. United by the Threat of a Common Enemy 2:48 7. Defector 5:55 8. Rise and Shine 4:15 9. The Fear 5:25 10. Damage Control 4:26 11. White Car 6:00 12. Into the Void 5:24

Viva Death: Scott Shiflett (baritone guitars, voices) Trever Keith (baritone guitars, voices) (baritone guitars) (drums, frying pan) Chad Blinman (noises, effects) with Jason Freese (baritone saxophone on 5.) and Reiko Yoshida (voice on 7.)

One Percent Panic was produced by Scott Shiflett, Chad Blinman, and Trever Keith recorded by Chad Blinman at Rumbo Recorders in Canoga Park, CA and JE Sound in Hollywood, CA and The Eye Socket in Venice, CA mixed by Chad Blinman at Mad Dog Studios, Burbank, CA and mastered by Joe Gastwirt at his studio in Oak Park, CA graphic design by Chad Blinman and Scott Shiflett

All songs written by Scott Shiflett except 2. by Scott Shiflett/Tim St. John and 6. by Trever Keith Thanks.

WHITE CAR BROKEN NOSE they don't really hear you, so they can't see it comes along now all too often what makes you different, what makes you free i find myself sliding backward supplication, for the world i missed let's replace it with a memory when a change of weather takes another friend it's never boring it's something better up until the moment i draw my last breath the closer i find i'm to god, the more that i know i've done wrong i'll never believe it's all for nothing can't see for the shining white star so what's the point? can just this once BE EXCITED you drive like a motorcar, in all directions we compromise and tell no lies and into heaven, you fly in your shining white car down at the rock shop wouldn't it be they're giving contracts out like candy bars a capsule in the court of the burmese king nice if i could down at the rock shot a light streak shining to the bedouin find a way to they're spending money like they're millionaires a momentary freeze and the frightening pacify the distraction in the source of the burning tree drug they're selling atrophy original sin originality on the street and god-given reason and the reasoning in the air? down at the sock hop you jock your way up to the microphone the closer i find i'm to god, the more that i know i've done wrong savior of a losing cause down at the suck up can't see for the shining white star seller of an uncut drug you tell a lie and then you strike a pose you drive like a motorcar, in all directions buyer of a broken nose and into heaven, you fly in your shining white car running headlong if nothing's wrong how am i to believe into nowhere big house come down blowout speedball INTO THE VOID i've come so far when we are nowhere fucking dumbstruck so let's erase it with a melody by my bad luck monkey was born in the land to be king of all he could see go pick a subject and i'll give a hand because he had eyes he soon realized his will was the way so what's the difference? it's all the same to me down at the rock shop monkey was driven by thoughts and by fears and over the years and if it's all the same to you then do what you do they keep your photograph upon the wall monkey would rise to the top of the bill, all else he would kill distribution the spoils go where they go down at the rock shot and the burden of truth sinks like a stone you point the finger but you heed the call into the void into the void wouldn't it be down at the sock hop nice if i could you go attracted to a million stares money could turn a good man to his end and onto his knees find a way to down at the boardwalk raping the land and the conscience of man just like a disease pacify the you play to nobody cause no one cares money was made but flaws in the trade would turn us to slaves drug they're selling money to take and spirit to break the fools and the brave on the street and running headlong in the air? into nowhere into the void fucking dumbstruck into the void savior of a losing cause by my bad luck into the void we turn seller of an uncut drug into the void buyer of a broken nose clean as can be? not any more! pack the filth, stack the bills, and watch the bodies fall many would fall but challenging all, their souls thay had saved you fill me up with your reasons, i don't feel nothing at all others would cleave to gear and to blade, a choice that was made sweet as can be, you're the belle of the ball money to sell, to poison the well, the usual fee nothing was learned through fire and ruin, so monkey was thrown running headlong into nowhere into the void fucking dumbstruck into the void by my bad luck into the void we turn into the void atrophy SUSPECT THE FEAR i went to school today come take me by the hand now not the one on my block, but the one of hard knocks indoctrination by the book i lost control today come play the role of god now and push the others to the floor your life's a world away always eating a peach while you sit on the top believe it or not, it's all very clear your life's a world away preparing for nothing, it's only a drill too late for your shadow, one less thing to fear but i need you, just like a slap right across my back and i want you, so full my mouth i could fucking choke come take me for a ride now ain't that just what friends are for am i looking for trouble? cold comfort in the crossfire am i looking for redress? i'm gonna need a miracle am i looking for morals? am i looking for content? YOU CAN’T LOVE confused and distorted, it's all very well plastered up on the side of the wall ring up the curtain, descend into hell do for me or let me go you can't relate too late for your shadow, one less thing to sell DAMAGE CONTROL do for me or let me know don't realize you've been hung out to dry why won't you let me go? your tears away incomplete, the feelings are there you burned down my house again what do you mean, why should i care? all alive without indecision the push is on its way you can't love, you can't love, you can't love, no operator, no secrecy here burned to the ground my friend moving into the dark, moving out of the pack five, four, three, two, one dimensional so much for your first impression no more thrills, no more delay you can't love, you can't walk away i bet you lose every game you play i want to get what i feel i deserve i vote your promises but i need you, though i can feel that you won't be back but it doesn't matter anyway cause not just the pleasure of your company and when you get what you want, i get nothing and i want you, so full my mouth i could fucking choke not just a measure of the promises you made but all your best laid explanations so much alcohol and what's more and your good intentions am i looking for trouble? so much in the world i don't believe a single word you say am i looking for redress? so much for the girl would it matter anyway? even though you planned the whole thing out am i looking for morals? deprived what you're made of left no room for doubt am i looking for content? and you don't even care strayed for a moment, so let's make a deal i'm sure you noticed that by now you keep to the valley, i'll keep to the hill even as you struggle for high ground do for me or let me go blackened out at the end of the road too late for your shadow, one less thing to feel let there be no doubt do for me or let me know and now too late water's rising to your door why won't you let me go? don't realize you've been hung out to dry incomplete, the feelings are there and all you live for your tears away what do you mean, why should i care? am i looking for trouble? no operator, no secrecy here we're lining up again am i looking for redress? you can't love, you can't love, you can't love, five, four, three, two, one dimensional down at the end of the block with our tickets and am i looking for morals? you can't love, you can't walk away hand me down revolutionaries am i looking for content? indiscreet, yet so self-aware we come for your history i bet you lose every game you play you play a part in everything i seem to fear am i looking for problems? but it doesn't matter anyway cause so what's the problem, is everything clear? even though you planned the whole thing out am i looking for pretense? five, four, three, two, you're one dimensional left no room for doubt am i looking for morals? so much alcohol i'm sure you noticed that by now am i looking for coat check? so much in the world even as you struggle for high ground so much for the girl let there be no doubt deprived what you're made of water's rising to your door and you don't even care and all you live for you can't love, you can't love, you can't love, have we given up the best years of our lives for nothing? you can't love, you can't walk away have we given up the rest to hollow fields of no one? DEFECTOR BEHIND YOU, SOLDIER intoxicated and i fall down on my back i get to live in your culture low on gasoline i get to live in your trash investigated cause i thieve for what i lack tinsel eyed so scintillated though i can't complain i get to pick up the mess incarcerated, so what else can i muster bombs and guns and aeroplanes i can't believe that i'm the only one that's here sheiks and sikhs completing the disease i'm not an instigator we get what we want but i'm not free from it all we want what we get congratulations, we're going to hell in desperation i fall and tear my world asunder too many people with their hands in the till i can't believe that i'm the only one that cares i'm not an operator RISE AND SHINE and i'm not clear as a bell we get what we want we want what we get thank you for your vote of confidence one chance to get out, one chance to get out but i'm not at all impressed with a hero calling all favors, your future's in doubt a man who's everything to everyone one chance to get out, one chance to get out and you're a legend, all hands stained black conversation's obsolete, there's no time for that now while you feed from a loaded gun one chance to get out, one chance to get out disinformation, got blinders on we're integrating, you scream and you shout don't give in that plastic face will one chance to get out, one chance to get out UNITED BY THE THREAT OF A COMMON ENEMY suit your style with a crooked smile don't delay me with a truce, start running now a rubberneck jack seen playing lookey with i hate you and you hate me the one he likes and with a laugh so the only thing we have is that we disagree you're reaching for your halo i don't know why you don't get it even some of the time passing counterfeit trust to the best and worst of us when it's obvious i'm right and that's the reason why i know your profile, you're a motherwit clown you're a jack you're a motordrone you should but i'm feeling good, and i'm feeling fine look over your shoulder you smug son of a bitch cause i like to smile, laughing all the time i'm laughing out loud maybe if you look me in the eye because i've waited for this moment but your face keeps slipping in and out of rhyme for such a long time you're into chaos, i can see the wires you need assistance with your resistance running through your mind well count me in we're going nowhere in record time i'm working on a dish that's best served cold don't give in that plastic face will so i hope you bring that appetite for which you're known suit your style with a crooked smile i'm not about to jump the gun and make a mistake a rubberneck jack seen playin lookey with so for now i'm going to help you out the one he likes and with a laugh but you just wait you're reaching for your halo passing counterfeit trust to the best and worst of us keep your friends close i know your profile, you're a motherwit clown but keep your enemies closer you're a jack you're a motordrone but i'm feeling good, and i'm feeling fine i'm laughing out loud cause i like to smile, laughing all the time because i've waited for this moment and i'm feeling clean, and i'm feeling high for such a long time cause i know what's yours, and i know what's mine you need assistance with your resistance spitshine well count me in

DEFECTOR BEHIND YOU, SOLDIER intoxicated and i fall down on my back i get to live in your culture low on gasoline i get to live in your trash investigated cause i thieve for what i lack tinsel eyed so scintillated though i can't complain i get to pick up the mess incarcerated, so what else can i muster bombs and guns and aeroplanes i can't believe that i'm the only one that's here sheiks and sikhs completing the disease i'm not an instigator we get what we want but i'm not free from it all we want what we get congratulations, we're going to hell in desperation i fall and tear my world asunder too many people with their hands in the till i can't believe that i'm the only one that cares i'm not an operator RISE AND SHINE and i'm not clear as a bell we get what we want we want what we get thank you for your vote of confidence one chance to get out, one chance to get out but i'm not at all impressed with a hero calling all favors, your future's in doubt a man who's everything to everyone one chance to get out, one chance to get out and you're a legend, all hands stained black conversation's obsolete, there's no time for that now while you feed from a loaded gun one chance to get out, one chance to get out disinformation, got blinders on we're integrating, you scream and you shout don't give in that plastic face will one chance to get out, one chance to get out UNITED BY THE THREAT OF A COMMON ENEMY suit your style with a crooked smile don't delay me with a truce, start running now a rubberneck jack seen playing lookey with i hate you and you hate me the one he likes and with a laugh so the only thing we have is that we disagree you're reaching for your halo i don't know why you don't get it even some of the time passing counterfeit trust to the best and worst of us when it's obvious i'm right and that's the reason why i know your profile, you're a motherwit clown you're a jack you're a motordrone you should but i'm feeling good, and i'm feeling fine look over your shoulder you smug son of a bitch cause i like to smile, laughing all the time i'm laughing out loud maybe if you look me in the eye because i've waited for this moment but your face keeps slipping in and out of rhyme for such a long time you're into chaos, i can see the wires you need assistance with your resistance running through your mind well count me in we're going nowhere in record time i'm working on a dish that's best served cold don't give in that plastic face will so i hope you bring that appetite for which you're known suit your style with a crooked smile i'm not about to jump the gun and make a mistake a rubberneck jack seen playin lookey with so for now i'm going to help you out the one he likes and with a laugh but you just wait you're reaching for your halo passing counterfeit trust to the best and worst of us keep your friends close i know your profile, you're a motherwit clown but keep your enemies closer you're a jack you're a motordrone but i'm feeling good, and i'm feeling fine i'm laughing out loud cause i like to smile, laughing all the time because i've waited for this moment and i'm feeling clean, and i'm feeling high for such a long time cause i know what's yours, and i know what's mine you need assistance with your resistance spitshine well count me in SUSPECT THE FEAR i went to school today come take me by the hand now not the one on my block, but the one of hard knocks indoctrination by the book i lost control today come play the role of god now and push the others to the floor your life's a world away always eating a peach while you sit on the top believe it or not, it's all very clear your life's a world away preparing for nothing, it's only a drill too late for your shadow, one less thing to fear but i need you, just like a slap right across my back and i want you, so full my mouth i could fucking choke come take me for a ride now ain't that just what friends are for am i looking for trouble? cold comfort in the crossfire am i looking for redress? i'm gonna need a miracle am i looking for morals? am i looking for content? YOU CAN’T LOVE confused and distorted, it's all very well plastered up on the side of the wall ring up the curtain, descend into hell do for me or let me go you can't relate too late for your shadow, one less thing to sell DAMAGE CONTROL do for me or let me know don't realize you've been hung out to dry why won't you let me go? your tears away incomplete, the feelings are there you burned down my house again what do you mean, why should i care? all alive without indecision the push is on its way you can't love, you can't love, you can't love, no operator, no secrecy here burned to the ground my friend moving into the dark, moving out of the pack five, four, three, two, one dimensional so much for your first impression no more thrills, no more delay you can't love, you can't walk away i bet you lose every game you play i want to get what i feel i deserve i vote your promises but i need you, though i can feel that you won't be back but it doesn't matter anyway cause not just the pleasure of your company and when you get what you want, i get nothing and i want you, so full my mouth i could fucking choke not just a measure of the promises you made but all your best laid explanations so much alcohol and what's more and your good intentions am i looking for trouble? so much in the world i don't believe a single word you say am i looking for redress? so much for the girl would it matter anyway? even though you planned the whole thing out am i looking for morals? deprived what you're made of left no room for doubt am i looking for content? and you don't even care strayed for a moment, so let's make a deal i'm sure you noticed that by now you keep to the valley, i'll keep to the hill even as you struggle for high ground do for me or let me go blackened out at the end of the road too late for your shadow, one less thing to feel let there be no doubt do for me or let me know and now too late water's rising to your door why won't you let me go? don't realize you've been hung out to dry incomplete, the feelings are there and all you live for your tears away what do you mean, why should i care? am i looking for trouble? no operator, no secrecy here we're lining up again am i looking for redress? you can't love, you can't love, you can't love, five, four, three, two, one dimensional down at the end of the block with our tickets and am i looking for morals? you can't love, you can't walk away hand me down revolutionaries am i looking for content? indiscreet, yet so self-aware we come for your history i bet you lose every game you play you play a part in everything i seem to fear am i looking for problems? but it doesn't matter anyway cause so what's the problem, is everything clear? even though you planned the whole thing out am i looking for pretense? five, four, three, two, you're one dimensional left no room for doubt am i looking for morals? so much alcohol i'm sure you noticed that by now am i looking for coat check? so much in the world even as you struggle for high ground so much for the girl let there be no doubt deprived what you're made of water's rising to your door and you don't even care and all you live for you can't love, you can't love, you can't love, have we given up the best years of our lives for nothing? you can't love, you can't walk away have we given up the rest to hollow fields of no one? WHITE CAR BROKEN NOSE they don't really hear you, so they can't see it comes along now all too often what makes you different, what makes you free i find myself sliding backward supplication, for the world i missed let's replace it with a memory when a change of weather takes another friend it's never boring it's something better up until the moment i draw my last breath the closer i find i'm to god, the more that i know i've done wrong i'll never believe it's all for nothing can't see for the shining white star so what's the point? can just this once BE EXCITED you drive like a motorcar, in all directions we compromise and tell no lies and into heaven, you fly in your shining white car down at the rock shop wouldn't it be they're giving contracts out like candy bars a capsule in the court of the burmese king nice if i could down at the rock shot a light streak shining to the bedouin find a way to they're spending money like they're millionaires a momentary freeze and the frightening pacify the distraction in the source of the burning tree drug they're selling atrophy original sin originality on the street and god-given reason and the reasoning in the air? down at the sock hop you jock your way up to the microphone the closer i find i'm to god, the more that i know i've done wrong savior of a losing cause down at the suck up can't see for the shining white star seller of an uncut drug you tell a lie and then you strike a pose you drive like a motorcar, in all directions buyer of a broken nose and into heaven, you fly in your shining white car running headlong if nothing's wrong how am i to believe into nowhere big house come down blowout speedball INTO THE VOID i've come so far when we are nowhere fucking dumbstruck so let's erase it with a melody by my bad luck monkey was born in the land to be king of all he could see go pick a subject and i'll give a hand because he had eyes he soon realized his will was the way so what's the difference? it's all the same to me down at the rock shop monkey was driven by thoughts and by fears and over the years and if it's all the same to you then do what you do they keep your photograph upon the wall monkey would rise to the top of the bill, all else he would kill distribution the spoils go where they go down at the rock shot and the burden of truth sinks like a stone you point the finger but you heed the call into the void into the void wouldn't it be down at the sock hop nice if i could you go attracted to a million stares money could turn a good man to his end and onto his knees find a way to down at the boardwalk raping the land and the conscience of man just like a disease pacify the you play to nobody cause no one cares money was made but flaws in the trade would turn us to slaves drug they're selling money to take and spirit to break the fools and the brave on the street and running headlong in the air? into nowhere into the void fucking dumbstruck into the void savior of a losing cause by my bad luck into the void we turn seller of an uncut drug into the void buyer of a broken nose clean as can be? not any more! pack the filth, stack the bills, and watch the bodies fall many would fall but challenging all, their souls thay had saved you fill me up with your reasons, i don't feel nothing at all others would cleave to gear and to blade, a choice that was made sweet as can be, you're the belle of the ball money to sell, to poison the well, the usual fee nothing was learned through fire and ruin, so monkey was thrown running headlong into nowhere into the void fucking dumbstruck into the void by my bad luck into the void we turn into the void atrophy

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