Attention all cop lovers! You’re gonna hate this song and this band, so go crawl back under the boot while we premiere FORM RANK‘s new video for “SILENCE”! This is pure, uncut ’77 punk wrapped up in American Oi! and it’s coming to a blue line near you. No surprise that this band is from Los Angeles because everyone knows the LAPD and LA Sheriffs are criminals in uniform, paid by the elite to brutalize and control the people. And even though they’re shining a light on how these domestic terrorists prowl our streets looking for victims, I can’t help but want to bounce to their addictive sound. “SILENCE” is off their self-titled debut out via DUNE ALTAR — get it on cassette here. Right now, hit play on “Silence” and don’t call the cops.
“SILENCE” Lyrics:
pigs point, cock, and shoot
wring remnants of youth
flesh and bone, bygones
claimed on graves lifelong
violence is all they know
malice rounds out the mold
drawing ire from all sides
living in hell, we toe the line
pigs backstroke in shit
terse benchmarks remiss
under duress they pry
hosts, unhinged, awry
to protect and to serve
to dictate and abuse
you made me what i am
you made me hate you
one more gang of hooves and snouts
ten more fires to be put out
and when they preach their violence
that’s when we pray for silence
we tell ourselves that we feel fine
living in hell we toe the line
and when they preach their violence
that’s when we pray for silence
chest puffed out, yet quick to comply
living in hell we toe the line
and when they preach their violence
that’s when we pray for silence
