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released March 1, 2016

Track #1: Recorded at Basement Studios feat. Father Scardo & Danny Panic
Track #2-8: Recorded at BlackBox Studios feat. Twitch
Track #9: Recorded at The Studios at Town Center feat. Twitch
Track #10: Recorded at Reptoid Studios

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Anticitizen Washington, New Jersey

Hardcore punk from NJ

Chris: Drums
Kadeem: Bass
C.G. Vyle: Guitar and Vocals

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Track Name: American Zombies
Staring through your empty eyes,
all filled up with dollar signs,
lost in this corporate game,
got a number not a name,
raised on a steady stream of lies,
taught to break and cannibalize,
nothing running through your veins,
and only one thing on your brain,

consume consume,
American Zombies!

an empty wallet full of hate,
ads conform and propagate,
they've trapped us in this living hell,
wit the monetary spell,
doomed the world to this fate,
with credit cards and interest rates,
no longer thinking for yourself,
your only concern is wealth

consume consume,
American Zombies!
Track Name: Mad Max
Grinding through the wastelands far,
a jet black V8 interceptor,
a tattered leather jacket a shattered past,
a man just fighting for a tank of gas,
once sane now driving mad,
once a husband and loving dad,
a leather clad cop with a bronze badge,
but he lost it all in a burning rubber flash,

he's mad mad!
mad max!

ever since he lost his son and wife,
its been a constant fight for life,
just trying to survive,
on the harsh roads he drive,
a wasteland warrior riding hard,
a dog his gun his war torn car,
you're sure to die if you meet him on the road,
ask the Toecutter the Toecutter knows

he's mad mad!
mad max!
Track Name: Bike Punx
Build a bike, start a gang
forget about your gas tank
we don't need more gas pumps,
we just need more bike punks

Bike punks!
Track Name: Police State USA
Police state USA Hey!

Black baggers on the streets,
Unmarked vans are trailing me,
I don't know where to go,
No place is safe anymore,
Down every street and alleyway,
Theres nothing but barricades,
Police lines say stay away,
Claim they're here to keep us safe,

Liars!

Police state USA Hey!

Black blockers on the street,
Waving flags of anarchy,
From anarchist to average joe,
All in riot civil uproar,
Polices arrive in swat gear,
Steel batons and riot shields,
Instigating causing fear,
Molotovs are in the air,

Fires!

Police state USA Hey!
Track Name: NJ Punx
NJ punx!
We don't care
NJ punx!
Everywhere
NJ punx!
with spikey hair

From its medical waste beaches to its dirty slums and streets,
I'm an NJ punk and I'm fucking proud to be.
Track Name: Not For Sale
Another day another way,
Another dollar thrown away,
I don't care I don't care,
Thats all i every fucking say,

Another day another way,
Another fucking bill to pay,
I don't care I don't care,
Our money's worthless anyway,

Not for sale!

Another year another fear,
Another problem drown in beer,
Pay for this pay for this,
thats all I ever fucking hear,

Another year another fear,
Another check I had to steal,
Pay for this pay for this,
thats all the taxes ever fucking squeal,

Not for sale!
Track Name: This Town
The cops are dicks,
The kids are Pricks,

The bars are crypts,
we ain't got shit,

This town sucks.
Track Name: Jinx
Shooting dope and harassing kids,
You think you know what punk rock is,
But all you do is put us down,
When you're in our fucking town,

our fucking town!

This band that band their band sucks,
the only punk you like is crust,
but open up your fucking eyes,
theres so much more you're fucking blind

you're fucking blind!

I got Squabbles!

Shooting dope and harassing kids,
You think you know what punk rock is,
But all you do is put us down,
When you're in our fucking town,

our fucking town!
Track Name: Toil and Labor
Working class crusties just like you,
We believe in squatters rights too,
We're just as scummy and Just as rude,
But toil to labor to make it through

Working class crusties, just like you
Working class crusties, making it through
Working class crusties, just like you
Working class crusties, I'm living proof!


Can they take away our right to a job? No!
Our right to a decent wage? No!
Our benefits? No!
Our right to live? No!
Our right to Protest? WE WILL NOT BE IGNORED!


Working class crusties working class punks,
Working class kids just wanna get drunk,
Stumbling through another 8-hour day,
Doing what we can just to pay our way

Working class crusties, just like you
Working class crusties, making it through
Working class crusties, just like you
Working class crusties, I'm living proof!
Track Name: PITSWIT
Punks the anger in my stare
Punks the glue in my hair
Punks the life that I live
I'll be punk until I'm dead
Punks the music that we love
In the pit we push and shove
Moshin' slammin' so much fun
Release the anger then you're done!

So Up the punx
We're still alive
We'll never change
Oi Oi Oi!

Punks the music that we hear
In the gutter drinking beer
Steel toe'd boots spikey hair
We will never go no where
Punks the attitude that I have
It's got me wild it's how I act
Crusty clothes for effect
Passed out on the railroad tracks

So Up the punx
We're still alive
We'll never change
Oi Oi Oi!

Punk is you and punk is me
We're screaming about anarchy
And burning prisons to the ground
We don't want them around
Punk is this so deal with it
If you don't like it we don't give a shit
We're not gonna throw a fit
Probably write a song about it!

So Up the punx
We're still alive
We'll never change
Oi Oi Oi!