Live Tonight Up (ft. Johnny Chucho)

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You only get one tonight, so breAK out the party favors and enjoy. A whiskey-soaked Johnny Chucho, of The Ghost Town Strays & Sin Lengue, brings the vocal party.

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Live Tonight Up

We came here for the party
With us it never ends
No matter how fucked up we get
We know we’re among friends
No fisticuffs but we’re breaking shit up
World keeps turning we can’t do much
Until they kick us out
this shit won’t end

Light the bong and heat that nail up
S Dub, No Coast! We’re giving a fuck
Grab a blue ribbon and a bull to get turned up
No promise of tomorrow so live tonight up

Lock the car and lose the keys
We ain’t got any reason to leave
Cause tonight we’re making
our intentions clear
Nothing to lose and everything to gain
Nothing can stop us not storm nor rain
If there’s a tornado
there’ll be shelter here

credits

from Mightier than the Pen, released March 19, 2016
Recorded at Pauly's Productions, Wichita, KS. Guitars: Schoch, C.; Bass: Schamle, M.; Drums: Patterson, A.; Vocals: Schoch, C., Chucho, J.; Mixing & Mastering: Jacobs, P.

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A few men from Kansas making post-punk music designed to subvert pop culture archetypes and open new spaces for facebook.com/s3mioticweapons/
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