I had hopped a train to eugene and we went to the creek (river?) downtown(?) and I heard this coming from a bench being played by some gutterpunk and I never forgot it. Must have been like 18 years ago. I heard a lot of random shit but this caught me like few did and I've always loved it!
lol I only heard this song once about 18 years ago as well...extremely funny! My dad's ex gf played it and I still remember enough of the lyrics to find it here
😂😂😂 word. Over a decade squatting and living outta an Allis pack...coast to coast and everywhere in between.. (all over the entire continent>Canada, centeal/south America) and hanging out under bridges with old hobos ...good times
I used to see them play just about every weekend at Gilman st in Berkley...Those were the days...Nothing like the processed garbage they label punk rock now a day..
I was in 850 Bryant Jail In Downtown San Francisco awaiting transport to San Quentin about 16 years ago and a nazi skinhead of all people gave me the book that one of the singers wrote. It was so worn that it was just a stack of pages, maybe 20 to 25 of them missing. But i read it in the weeks before they shackled us up and put us on the bus.
@toymasheenSH: yes, there are two different versions. Haven't listened to my albums or vinyl in a while but I'm pretty sure that's right. Love Blatz, Filth, Crass, etc ~LeTi
There are videos up on CZcams called Blatz "Lullaby/chuck" that has the Lullaby song that end with the scream going right into Chuck so you can hear the whole thing.
I still remeber being high as fuck on meth while blasting this and making my tent and ignoring the looks i got because i was setting it up inside a fountain
sleep little one sleep, take comfort in the nights embrace/ cuz the morning sun will open your eyes and you'll see that you live in a fucked up place. sleep little one sleep, take comfort in ANY kind of embrace cuz the morning sun's gonna open your eyes and you live in a fucked up place./ baby i was like you once i slept in a crib with yellow sheets. now the sand in my eyes and the dirt on my feet and the sand in my mouth and everyone just dreams of themselves anyway. no you never asked no one for life but here you are in somebody else's world. and they'll say that the change can come from you (but) it should've come long ago and how can things change when all of our dreams are unfurled?/ the stars in your eyes are just shattered glass and the dolls on the shelf became the men in the gutter and everyone just dreams of somebody else anyway, don't they... baby i'll never sleep that way again until i DIE!
Just hearing this song takes me back to the hostel in Hollywood that I lived in on Hollywood and LaBrea RIGHT ABOVE Hotel Cafe after my shift at Seventh Veil while trying to sleep but the live music below me just wouldn't allow it. Likely third consecutive day w/ no sleep after a mean 💊 &🏂binge. Up for so long that I can't distinguish the live music from the auditory hallucinations. I hated daylight because it forced me to confront the seedy existence that had become my life. I was suffering from undiagnosed Major Depressive Disorder and a shitty childhood. I found solace in substances. I couldn't make money as a "dancer" unless I was heavily sedated. At the time I thought that my inability to remove my emotions from the job was a sign of weakness. I thought I was pathetic for having morals. I wanted to be like some of my peers/coworkers who adapted to the job substance-free or only drinking and/or smoking 🥦 MAX. It turns out that what I was actually trying to accomplish was silencing my inner voice (intuition). I couldnt continue exploiting myself in good faith. I wasnt ignorant to the demeaning nature of what I was doing so my spirit wouldn't allow it. But yeah.... about that Blatz.....as simple as this song is. It has a great deal of substance, don't ya think?
I had hopped a train to eugene and we went to the creek (river?) downtown(?) and I heard this coming from a bench being played by some gutterpunk and I never forgot it. Must have been like 18 years ago. I heard a lot of random shit but this caught me like few did and I've always loved it!
lol I only heard this song once about 18 years ago as well...extremely funny! My dad's ex gf played it and I still remember enough of the lyrics to find it here
2020 has reminded me of this song
No one's off to sleep this time tho
Totally brings back memories of sleeping outside and slamming 40s! FUCK YES!
lol I'm dead 😮
😂😂😂 word. Over a decade squatting and living outta an Allis pack...coast to coast and everywhere in between.. (all over the entire continent>Canada, centeal/south America) and hanging out under bridges with old hobos ...good times
I've always loved this song due to how well it sums up how I feel about my life 95% of the time
"Your dreams are not someone else’s to manage. Nobody gets to tell you how big they can be."
I used to see them play just about every weekend at Gilman st in Berkley...Those were the days...Nothing like the processed garbage they label punk rock now a day..
Like refused and nofx??? 😂
Man, I haven't heard this song in forever!
Hitchhiked at 17 1992 from PHX to gillman st to see blatz reunion show
"And the dolls on the shelves become the men in the gutter."
god i love her vocals
Have you read the book that she wrote?
Brings back aggresive teenage lullabies
Blatz rocked. I remember hearing "Fuck Shit Up" way back in high school, 1990 maybe? Someone should post that one if they can.
real good mother fckrs 🤘🤘
this song has the capabilities to suffocate you in a dark poetic beatdown
Sleep little one sleep, take comfort in the nights embrace
Cuz the morning sun will open your eyes and you'll see that you live in a fucked up place.
I hate it that there r no punk scenes rn
I was in 850 Bryant Jail In Downtown San Francisco awaiting transport to San Quentin about 16 years ago and a nazi skinhead of all people gave me the book that one of the singers wrote. It was so worn that it was just a stack of pages, maybe 20 to 25 of them missing. But i read it in the weeks before they shackled us up and put us on the bus.
The 2020 sun is gonna open your eyes
ahhh great stuff
Use to sing this in jail...
Sick as band!
@toymasheenSH: yes, there are two different versions. Haven't listened to my albums or vinyl in a while but I'm pretty sure that's right. Love Blatz, Filth, Crass, etc ~LeTi
they were fuckin" badass
noooooo the scream at the end is cut off thats one of my fav parts
There are videos up on CZcams called Blatz "Lullaby/chuck" that has the Lullaby song that end with the scream going right into Chuck so you can hear the whole thing.
💜
2020
This rules!!!
fuck yes. this band rules.
theres two different versions just on the shit split i dont know of any others
are there a few different versions of this song? This one sounds different
I still remeber being high as fuck on meth while blasting this and making my tent and ignoring the looks i got because i was setting it up inside a fountain
why am i the only guy here? i win??
I need the lyrics!!
sleep little one sleep, take comfort in the nights embrace/
cuz the morning sun will open your eyes and you'll see that you live in a fucked up place.
sleep little one sleep, take comfort in ANY kind of embrace cuz the morning sun's gonna open your eyes and you live in a fucked up place./
baby i was like you once i slept in a crib with yellow sheets.
now the sand in my eyes and the dirt on my feet and the sand in my mouth
and everyone just dreams of themselves anyway.
no you never asked no one for life but here you are in somebody else's world.
and they'll say that the change can come from you (but) it should've come long ago
and how can things change when all of our dreams are unfurled?/
the stars in your eyes are just shattered glass
and the dolls on the shelf became the men in the gutter
and everyone just dreams of somebody else anyway, don't they...
baby i'll never sleep that way again until i DIE!
I mean, I get it. They were from the Gilman street scene and all, but this just isn’t good
It’s good
Just hearing this song takes me back to the hostel in Hollywood that I lived in on Hollywood and LaBrea RIGHT ABOVE Hotel Cafe after my shift at Seventh Veil while trying to sleep but the live music below me just wouldn't allow it. Likely third consecutive day w/ no sleep after a mean 💊 &🏂binge. Up for so long that I can't distinguish the live music from the auditory hallucinations. I hated daylight because it forced me to confront the seedy existence that had become my life.
I was suffering from undiagnosed Major Depressive Disorder and a shitty childhood. I found solace in substances. I couldn't make money as a "dancer" unless I was heavily sedated.
At the time I thought that my inability to remove my emotions from the job was a sign of weakness. I thought I was pathetic for having morals. I wanted to be like some of my peers/coworkers who adapted to the job substance-free or only drinking and/or smoking 🥦 MAX.
It turns out that what I was actually trying to accomplish was silencing my inner voice (intuition). I couldnt continue exploiting myself in good faith. I wasnt ignorant to the demeaning nature of what I was doing so my spirit wouldn't allow it. But yeah....
about that Blatz.....as simple as this song is. It has a great deal of substance, don't ya think?