At a Loss

by The Capitalist Kids

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Austin's The Capitalist Kids return with their third album, "At a Loss". They continue proving their love for classic Lookout! Records pop-punk band like The Mr. T Experience and Green Day while twisting the genre up just a bit by alternating between perfectly sweet love songs and perfectly insightful songs of social critique. The major difference this time around is the addition of a second guitar player which helps to make the melodies that much more infectious.

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released March 26, 2014

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Track Name: Not '95
No one in this town likes pop-punk
Cool kids like their garage punk
If your band has fuzzy vocals
You'll be a hit with all the locals
I only care for melodies
Interesting words like spelling bees
Occasionally have something to say
It looks like we'll never be big and famous
It looks like we’ll be forever labeled the lamest
We’re not going anywhere
Damn good thing that we don’t care
Not here to impress no one
We’re only doing this for fun
Some hate our songs about politics
Others hate the tunes about pretty chicks
There’s something for everyone to hate
They say our moment passed us by
It’s 2013, not 1995
What’s the point in keeping pop-punk alive?
It looks like we have skipped a few rehearsals
It looks like our songs won’t be in commercials
[chorus]
Track Name: Infinite Growth on a Finite Planet
Infinite growth on a finite planet
And it’s not gonna work too
Well, we all have something burning
Deep inside our brains
This way of life that we perpetuate cannot sustain
Hitting peak oil
Still we seek oil
Fossil fuels are going the way of the dinosaur
Infinite growth on a finite planet
And it’s not gonna work too
Wells are running dry
The earth is cooking in the heat
Population soaring, our experiment complete
Well, we refuse to reduce our refuse
We got a vortex of trash in the Pacific Ocean
The size of Texas, y’all
Infinite growth on a finite planet
and it’s not gonna last too
Long ago we missed the chance to study and revise
But we don’t look for warning signs
We only look at bottom lines
Track Name: Beginner's Finish
I’m heading back into that deep and dark chasm
I’m doing super-duper (that was sarcasm)
I’m never gonna get it right
I’ll never be too good at life
I’m old enough to know you ride the waves
I’ve never been the best at being brave
It’s hard for some to understand
Everybody’s dealt a different hand
And do you ever get the feeling
You’re only running out your time on Earth?
You’re aching for a life of meaning,
Significance, and worth?
Been called a downer and a negative Nancy
It’s true I’m anxious and a little bit antsy
I wish that I could just relax
Ignore the inconvenient facts
Too fucking smart to accept the status quo
Too dumb to do anything about it, so
I get the worst of both worlds
And do you ever get the feeling
You’re only running out your time on Earth?
You’re aching for a life of meaning,
Significance, and worth?
And I ache for a life of meaning.
Track Name: Closer to You
I gotta get closer to you
Closer to you every single day
When you’re in Connecticut
I wish you were in Austin
And when you’re at work I wish you were home
And when you’re asleep I wish you were awake
Because I never wanna leave you alone
When you’re on one side of the couch
And I’m on the other
You know I gotta get you on my side of the couch
So that I can smother you
(chorus)
I know you better than anyone
Still a lot is hidden
That’s all right, we’ve got our whole lives
Peel back the layers like a sexy little onion
And hope you never make me cry
When I wonder what’s on your mind
And it’s partly clouded
I know I gotta work on reading your mind
To know all about it
No matter where you go
I always want to be close
No matter where you are, I prefer to not be far
(chorus)
Track Name: Gender Binary Bop
You look at gender as an average of a set
Regrettably you’re often gonna wind up upset
’Cause sexuality’s a spectrum, there are so many shades
Not everybody fits your little black and white cage
Run and tell your pop
And we can do the gender binary bop
Let people be themselves and let them live their own lives
Stop reinforcing all your gender stereotypes
'Cause if it’s OK for a boy, then it’s OK for a girl
Let’s shoot for an enlightened and more tolerant world
Run and tell your pop
And we can do the gender binary bop
We’ll shop until we drop
And then we’ll do the gender binary bop
Karate chop a cop
And we can do the gender binary bop!
Track Name: I Gotta Hold On To You
You’re the tops
The cream of the crop
Walk into a room
My little rockin’ heart stops
I don’t want to miss a moment
Of it when you kiss and hold me tight
You got the look
A bad-ass cook
Play your vinyl records
And you read your paper books
You’re so erudite
Wanna hang out every night with you
I don’t know how I
Ever got ahold of you
But I know you got a hold on me
You got a hold on me (x3)
Now it’s plain to see that I gotta hold onto you
‘Cause if you went
My days would be spent
In sorrow and despair
And also I could not make rent
I’ll stay with you forever
If you say that you would never do me wrong
I’m set to go for life
Although, you should be aware
I rarely have very much dough
Pop-punk doesn’t pay the bills
But I love you so say you will be mine
I don’t know how I
Ever got ahold of you
But I know you got a hold on me
You got a hold on me (x3)
Now it’s plain to see that I gotta hold onto you
Track Name: I'm a Nobody (and Everybody Knows It)
Something like 7.146 billion people on the Earth
Impossible to calculate my total lack of worth
When such a small percentage will ever make a mark
A minuscule minority whose eyes will have the spark
I’m a nobody and everybody knows it
Everybody knows it, and nobody cares
I walk around this town and all the girls can smell
The loser wafting off me and they all know very well
That I’m a little nothing and can’t help them advance
Their climb upon the social ladder
I don’t have a chance
I’m a nobody and everybody knows it
Everybody knows it, and nobody cares
Nobody cares about my day
Nobody cares about my evening
Nobody cares about my weblog
Nobody cares what I believe in
No one cares about my hopes or my regrets
No one cares to look at pictures of my pets
When such a small percentage will ever make a mark
A minuscule minority whose eyes will have the spark
I’m a nobody and everybody knows it 
Everybody knows it, and nobody cares
Track Name: On-Purpose Racist
If you go out at night
Don’t put your hoodie on
And whatever you do
Don’t brandish skittles, son
If at all possible
Try not to be black
Some poor person might feel
Threatened by your presence
And have to take you out
In cold-blooded self-defense
Only standing their ground
Chasing you down
And if you think that we live in a post-racial world
Then you’re wrong
And it’s hard to know if we will ever all just get along
Will we ever get rid of the
George Zimmermans of the world?
I don’t know
I hope so
Track Name: Body Snatchers
Body-snatchers took your skin
Ripped you out and they moved in
Now I don’t know what to do
It still looks like you
But it’s not you
You know that I have tried my best
To exorcise them from your flesh
But in spite of all that I have done
I fear they might have won
’Cause it’s not you
They got you
And wiped your memory
They must have caught you
And shot you
With their mind-erasing beam
Right on the spot
You forgot you only want to be with me
This is the only possible explanation
Track Name: Internet Anonymity
You’ve got a big, fancy vocab, oh yeah, but I’m
Just not impressed by the ethos of your paradigm
You can’t intimidate me--even if you can out-debate me
You’ve got a bachelors in business, unlike me
I’ve got a dusty old associate of arts degree
You still can’t intimidate me
Even as you smugly berate me
I’m not too smart, but I have a strong
Sense of the difference in right and wrong
In your pretentious arguments, a high percent of glib nonsense
You might start with ALL CAPS before too long
Hey hey hey, the things you say
You would only say to me with internet anonymity
Don’t get me wrong, it’s so great that we can discuss
With those who would otherwise never speak with us
We don’t run in the same circles
But you’re ruining it by being a jerkell
Just drop the dickish superior attitude
And you would receive a bucket of gratitude
What we really need here
Is a healthy exchange of ideas
Track Name: Minimum Rage
This is all far over your head
Best left to the experts instead
They went to all the fancy schools
Sired in elite gene pools
You’ve got enough to worry about
Turn up the TV, drown it out
Maintain a minimum rage
Once in a while rattle your cage
You are part
Of the great bewildered herd
Your foolish voice
Does not need to be heard
Too powerful for you to face it
They know they’ve got you
Just complacent enough
You are part
Of the great bewildered herd
Your naive voice
Does not need to be heard
Too powerful for you to face it
They know they’ve got you
Just complacent enough
Track Name: I'm Just a Normal Functioning Member of the Human Race and There's No Way Anyone Can Prove Otherwise
I’m struggling a bit to keep the demons at bay
And today’s another bad one
It’s no big deal, you take ’em with the good ones, they say
It’s been a minute since I’ve had one
Forces at an uneasy truce
The dark side starts busting loose
Gotta get, gotta get a grip
Keep it together, don’t slip
I slink through life
Just hoping no one figures out I am
A complete sham of a person
Some days I think I’m getting better
At this whole life thing
Then it seems to go and worsen
As a human, a total fraud
Good thing no one will ever hear this song
Passing under the radar
Passes for success
But I bet I’m not alone
With this feeling
There will always be those
Of us who never fit in
And I bet I’m not alone
With this feeling
Passing underneath the radar
Passes for a win
Track Name: Comin' Up Milhouse
I remember the times when I sat all alone inside my room
Drinking heavily, eating crap
Wrapped up in gloom and doom
Now the clouds have all melted away
Metaphorical bright, sunny day
Everything since you’ve come my way
Is comin’ up Milhouse
When I was single
My friends got to see me a lot
Around the town
But it was quite a mixed blessing
Depressing as I was to be around
Now I’m happy most of the time
Me and the Waves walk on sunshine
Everything since you have been mine
Is comin’ up Milhouse
ba dum ba dum ba da da da
ba dum ba dum ba da da da
ba dum ba dum ba da da da
Comin’ up Milhouse
Track Name: State-Sanctioned Murder
State-sanctioned murder
Is it efficient?
No
Is it effective?
No
Does it deter crime?
No
Statistics clearly show
Is it proportional?
No
Is it used fairly?
No
It’s applied so much more
to those who are black and/or poor
[chorus]
Is it expensive?
Yes
Is it barbaric?
Yes
Is it a good prosecutorial tool?
Yeah, you’ll plead to shit that you didn’t do
Is it irreversible? 
Yes
Is it infallible?
Hell no
Is retribution worth it to you
to kill innocent people too?
[chorus]