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Bomb the Music Industry!

Bomb the Music Industry! (commonly abbreviated as BtMI!) was a band from Baldwin, Nassau County, New York. They wrote, produced, recorded, and distributed all of their music under the leadership of songwriter and producer Jeff Rosenstock. Rosenstock and several other contributors were previously members of The Arrogant Sons of Bitches. As that band was breaking up, Rosenstock recorded the first BtMI! song, "Sweet Home Cananada," using his PowerBook's built-in microphone. "I wrote that song and put it out to see if anybody wanted it. That was how it started, people showed interest and I like recording stuff."The band was known for their DIY punk ethic, embodied in actions such as distributing six albums worth of their own material for free on their website, an… more »

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Let the day roll in, let the day roll out
Let the robot transport me from Clayton to my house
Let the shit roll in, let the shit roll out
Because I'm goddamned bound to stick it out with my survival pals

Let the shit crash down
Let the shit crash down
Let the servers giggle, holler and ignore the sound
And at two a.m I'll be closing up alone

Today I played my first show in, like, twenty-seven days
Or got my ass kicked in, like, twenty-seven ways
No matter which way it goes, at the end of the day I gotta change my clothes
Maybe it's mundane when I explain it to you, but I just need something to do

Or else I'll just think about the shows I've played while forgetting all traces
Of the people, the places, the music, the faces
When we could talk in present tense without being complacent
When we could be more honest without being fucking wasted

Man, shit
I let the shit roll in
And at the two a.m, I'll always be alone inside an empty home

Today I played my first show in, like, twenty-seven days
Or got my ass kicked in, like, twenty-seven ways
No matter which way it goes, at the end of the day I gotta change my clothes
Maybe it's mundane when I explain it to you, but I just need something to do

Do you think I want to be this way?
Do you think I want to be this way?
Hey, don't you know that I've had better days
But we've all had worse and we've all felt hurt so
Maybe it's mundane when I explain to you
But I just need something to do

To get the past out of my head, to stop replaying shit I've said
Put my head right down, scrub hard and I will get through this night
Get the past out of my head, stop replaying shit I've said
Put my head right down, scrub hard and I will get through this night

Leave the pit, giving pizza to the homeless
Show up late at the bar, the drunks are talking about politics
I'm not really digging the idea of driving 15 hours at eight a.m
The water cascades down my head like dirt on the hood of a six-year old van

And go to sleep
And go to sleep
And go to sleep

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