Who Are We Living For?

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released October 10, 2000

Produced by John Paul Gauthier and Dispatch
Engineered by John Paul Gauthier
2nd Engineer - Aaron Franz
Programming and ProTools at Bongo Beach - www.bongobeachproductions.com
Engineer - John Mailloux
Three Mixes by Jeff Glixman
Additional Production on Everybody Clap, How Now and Douggie Mayu's by John Mailloux

All Songs Recorded at Bearsville Studios, Bearsville, NY and Lakewest Recording Studio, West Greenwich, RI between 12/99-5/00

Except Headlights and Prince of Spades*
Recorded at London Brdige Studios, Seattle, WA
Engineered and Produced by Rick Parashar
Assisted by Brandon Vaughn
*Engineered by Brandon Vaughn
*Produced by Brad Corrigan and Brandon Vaughn

All Songs Mixed at Blue Jay Studios, Carlisle, MA
*Granite, Douggie Mayu's, Everybody Clap, Parade Speed, 10Ft, 5Ft, Bag 'Em Mixed at Lakewest Recording Studios, West Greenwich, RI
All songs mixed by John Paul Gauthier
*Open Up, Even, Time Served mixed by Jeff Glixman

All Songs Mastered by Ted Jensen, Sterling Sound, New York, NY
Additional tracks mastered August, 2004 by Seth Foster at Universal Mastering
Gone recorded 5/96, live at Middlebury College
Engineered by Mark Christensen
*Bulls On Parade written by Zack De La Rocha, Brad Wilk, Tim Commerford, Tom Morello, Retribution Music/BMI

DISPATCH is:

Repete - vocals, bass

Braddigan - vocals, drums, percussion

Chetro - vocals, guitars, percussion, trombone

Management - Steve Bursky
Legal - Joe Brenner
Artwork and Design by William Quigley - www.quigleyart.com
Art Layout - Leif Heimbold
Photography - Annie Briggs
All Songs written by Dispatch, Talk Stretch Publishing/BMI

Thank you's:
Many thanks to all Corrigans, Heimbolds, Urmstons, Medemas, Wellivers… Gary, Geoff, Mr. and Mrs. Brown, Elaine, Jake, and Jesse Gauthier, Paula Mailloux, John cohan and the Tarbox Ramblers, Sheila (mamma swoop) for the many dispatches, and mama Heimbold for the good meals, lil' Reilly, Eamonn, Leif and Charlotte Heimbold, Chaser, Bill Quigley for all the great artwork, Rick Parashar, Jeff Glixman, Brandon Vaughn, Dags and Sarah, Eyvind, the Willis's for letting us jam in their barn, Bess and Lav, Annie Briggs and her camera, Robin at Edison Press, Geoff "the cook" Burke, team Pendergast, J Boob and Marcel, Rich Price, Tyson, Howis Your News, Brunswick and G.A., Shane, Rebecca, Cade and all at Sportslife, cousin Pauly and the Hovis clan, Aaron and Pattie at Bearsville, Will and Bob at Blue Jay, Dave Dederer, Tom at Lakewest, Mike Derry, Jason Jr. Beaumont, Kate Vassos, Steve Bursky, Brian and Bryan, Willy Boyce, Tom, Mark, DJ, Lauren Weiss, the Kroll bros, Alan Cohen, Brad Cohen, Shoshi, Mike Burton, Eric Heimbold, Far and Will Urmston, Paul Gutman, Ed & Ann Chilton, Tyler Bacon, Mr. and Mr.s Bursky and Jenny, AMCACK, Cheryl, Gaf, the Admirals, Jeff Bruecker, Josh Middel, Peter Myronius Kohn, IFW, EQ, Rit, and Pather lax, Matt Dunn, MattCochran, Brad Fleisher, Chadwich Stern, Court Chilton, Dr. Libin, Marty Richards, Bob, H-bomb and team McConahey, Benny and his trumpet, Agents of Good Roots, Rustic Overtones, Lee Sloz, Vic for the Amp repairs, Crazy Jane of the silver seas, Sybil and the Gallaghers, CHuchita, Corby Reese, Ras Halbyis, Anthony, Dave and Mary Catherine, Sergeant Matondi and the Sherbron Police Department, STONEWALK, Tim Lagerborg, Emma Gibbis Band, Vic T., the Stofest 99 crew, Patrick A. Weej, Oaks, Wheels, Dignan, Anderson, Craig and the Surfing H, Carrie Lynn, Sweet Amy Manning, Capt. Bill and C-dar, Richardsonis Jeep, Sandy at Best Western, Rose's Auto, Greg Rogers at Chillybear, J.P. and Patagonia, Nantucket Nectars, Inez, Vater Sticks, Dj ills Mitsakos, Kevin and Kristin and Atomic, Buzzy and Wendy, Joe Brenner, Joe Penachio, Clint and Sunday Slide, Geoffrey Stokes Nielsen, the Calilama, Neil and Otto's, Mendel & Cabaret Diosa, Emu, the Sherborn P.O., Jake and all at the Wetlands, Chris Zahn, Andrew Stahl and Gamelan, the Middle East, Sims snowboards, Caroline Lalive in 2002, Hysj Hysj, Mark Hand, Alex Larsen, Paal Larsen, Jabberwocky, Arthur Bradford, Lol & Tots, Peggy Brown and alas... the mighty Wimpster.

Special thanks to Jack Gauthier and John Mailloux for their endless support.
We could not have made this record without them.

Dispatch would also like to formally challenge Incubus to a game of hoops.

Dispatch plays Soldano, David eden, DW Drums, Rickenbacker, Fender, Paul Reed Smith, Gibson, Music Man, Modulus, Mesa Boogie, Gallien Krueger, Zildjian, DR handmade strings, Ernie Ball, Taylor, Vater Sticks, Takamine, National, Dobro, Jim Bay, James conger, Lp, et al...

P & © 2004 Bomber Records, LLC

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Track Name: Open Up
they were looking for me when I came to
they were looking for me when I came back
said hey you you're looking very suspicious
I said relax man get off my back
I I I ain't opposed to seeking justice
but you're going about it all wrong
the man you're looking for does not exist
he's just a figment of the higher man's tongue

and they say open up we're coming inside
you can't run so you may as well hide
we got the place covered from head to toe head to toe
open up we're coming inside
what's it feel like to know you're going to die
on the other side of the row

so they took me down to the gallows and this boy he said to me
why do you smile when the rope's around your neck
I said I tell you boy when I get back
I I I ain't opposed to seeking justice
but you're going about it all wrong
the man you're looking for does not exist
he's just a figment of the higher man's tongue
he’s just a victim of the higher man’s tongue

and they say open up we're coming inside
you can't run so you may as well hide
we got the place covered from head to toe head to toe
open up we're coming inside
what's it feel like to know you're going to die
on the other side of the row

hands above your head que le via bien
Step out of line and we'll fill you with lead
how are we to know that you are not a liar
hey don't you see we have a job to do and our job is the law job is the law
you fit the description of a criminal crosser hey
we believe that he is you and that is your flaw
that is your flaw

and they say open up we're coming inside
you can't run so you may as well hide
we got the place covered from head to toe head to toe
open up we're coming inside
what's it feel like to know you're going to die
on the other side of the row
Track Name: Just Like Larry
I'd like to jettison your medicine back to where you came from
you keep your bell and Edison away from my grandson
stand son on your own bone don't forget the home that you came from
don't let them say your name wrong
just like Larry I'll take it to the hoop I make one false move in one fell swoop
and then I pass it to the trigger man bow down to the sound if you still can
131-XHD I got my beautiful dutiful cargo 250
plenty of mess halls and plenty of cat calls
and I can attest to the rest of the best stalls
but never have I ever made a match with sickness
look both ways and dispatch with a quickness
give me some roy and give me some speed gather all around to the world and read on
til you get to the part that's righteous it's an unbearable likeness
131-XHD
I got my beautiful dutiful cargo 250
Track Name: Time Served
hold up the firing line hold up the fire
walk away counting backwards from nine
hold up the firing line hold steady on the trigger's time
walk away counting backwards from nine
holding his breath so to start his own dying

time time served to the ones that left you here

no people here only names soon to be put to numbers so its one in the same
it's anyone's game as long as the fire flickers
the throat stickers they place their bet the trouble is that no one's added it up quite yet
cause when they do when they do when they do when they do
it'll be a riot and the wire is down
hold up for the fury to sound hold up your head from the ground
or they'll keep you on it

your time time served to the ones who left you here

from tower to wall to guard to guard to wall
ever ready for the fire to fall
the confinees haven't seen the sun since the lifers let go of their irrelevant innocence
but long before a single round was shot word spread from block to block to cell block
they're going to take him and make an example of him for the escapees to fear
the incoming of the incoming of the gun oncoming another year
you either die on the inside or trying to get out the choice is yours the choice is here

time served to the ones who left you here
Track Name: Even (Headman)
come now to the edge of the road you can see them all crowding around
soon they'll come in and come up here
let them find an effigy but they'll never find me
head man I live to see you rolled away
they'll never ever ever find me
headman walking right in front of me don't you look in I'm not here you see
dead man told me where I am to hide said he's waiting there where it's all even
even
you can feel them coming up through your heels
and outside misconstrued the search continues
the hidden afraid are never betrayed by the already found and taken away
oh and in a different place
the hands that hold your face are only trying only trying to keep you warm
they'll never ever ever find me
headman walking right in front of me don't you look in I'm not here you see
dead man told me where I am to hide said he's waiting there where it's all even
even
even like me
walk on will we walk on with our heads to the wall
let them find that they'll never find us all
cause they wanted a life less hidden
they wanted a life but I'll never give them part of me
part of me
I will save my right so hard to the ground
til we all lay down til we lay ourselves down
you can feel them
you can feel them coming
Track Name: Passerby
well I'm not crazy like my brother but its the way that I choose
I don’t hang around with a sixpence when I got everything to lose
would you bring my money and take from me all that I was worth
cause I wasn’t worth nothing and I wasn’t yours

oh don't you be a passerby oh won't you sit down and stay a while
cause it's been too long since you been around

sold out man from across the way he thought he heard what he heard you say
hey now man your watch it shines for the bid of a second yields him forty times

oh don't you be a passerby oh won't you sit down and stay a while
cause it's been too long since you been around

don’t wanna be a
woman little child
hey woman hey woman little child
hey woman hey woman
oh don’t ya be a passerby
oh don’t ya leave me alone
Track Name: Carry You
green river flows like grass melting
later it will run black down it's track into an ocean.
she stands on the bridge dim light on her back
well someday I will carry you
I will carry you
I wanna float higher above waves of electric wires
and stare down onto the street I see a drunk with kiln glazed eyes
telling me about the girl I should meet someday
I will carry you
Track Name: How Now
how now
Track Name: Lightning
we hear the dealers with the words that ride the tails of their cigarette smoke
sliding through the tunnels of our ears
those greasy marionettes of real bone and blood
stand on the corner of Washington Square
well our vision was stinging and our eyes were blurring
elevator's got you rising so high seventeen floors you want so much more
there's lightning on the ceiling coming from the corner of her eye
somewhere horses flee from thunder
somewhere the bones of a cat are buried under a garden ya
well there's a radio on broken songs empty digression
it won't be long wont be long til you and me are gone from here
and there’s lightning on the ceiling coming from the corner of her eye
we hear the dealers with the words that ride the tails of their cigarette smoke
sliding through the tunnels of our ears
those greasy marionettes of real bone and blood
stand on the corner of Washington Square
well our vision was stinging and our eyes were blurring
Track Name: Prince of Spades
coming back coming home
the queen of love enters the room silence ensues
to the king what have you done to my life
did you take me for a fool or for a wife I
and the king is in his court counting all his diamonds one by one they do fall
says the queen our pride the prince of spades is coming home
be nice if you could find some time alone
after all he's in line for the throne
and the king is in his court counting all his diamonds
one by one they do fall oh they do fall
so now just get up off your ass leave all your treasures behind
your son is coming home with you to spend time
show him how a good king should be and don't ever forget the day
that you turned your back on him and me
still I stay
Track Name: Parade Speed
wanna be your bread and butter
wanna be the honey in your jar
Track Name: Headlights
headlights highways
your life collides with mine
oh your life collides with mine
leaving our shoes behind we cross the water
our words flow from mouth to mouth to mouth
like fish seeking dark places
the misty mist it covers covers our traces it covers our faces
so long to what’s done so much times been wasted
so many thoughts been lost on
headlights highways
your life collides with mine
oh your life collides with mine
we're stepping into shelter we’re moving out of shadow
we made some wrong moves along the way
oh we might have strayed
will I forget your face and your fluid gait
will I will I stare into the stillness
this is where I miss you
so long to what's done
so much time's been wasted
so many thoughts been lost on you
headlights and highways
and your life collides with mine with mine
oh your life collides with mine
headlights highways, your life collides with mine
smoke heats the black throat of the chimney
the door is open come on inside
Track Name: Blood
one old man a ten hour day and not a dime to spare
playing on his pawn shop horn and breathing into the air
I've got more coal to fire and another soul to feed
little old lady left the scene about an hour ago
her purse was filled all her silver unsold
little old lady had a mouth but nothing to say
despite her allegiances she has found a way
even a blind squirrel needs a nut yea do rebut that
and if you open up your mouth you better shut that
it's never ever gonna go away I'm homeless God bless good day
would that I were you would I be free
and would that you were me would you burn or flee
oh we went down to sit still oh to sit still
doing time oh the old street
doing fine doing fine
Track Name: Gone
you got your electricity the heat is on high
you can’t keep your eyes away from the TV
you walk outside with your face on the ground
too tired to hear the sound of a child on the rooftops
and he was kicking off slate
do you remember when you were a boy and you were void of hate
because I know a place where the smiles last for days
and the people celebrate at the drop of rain
they last for days
they go outside on the barefooted ground
they can hear the sound
but switch back to the first world the smiling face on a TV
a man walks out of a square house into a square car
and he wonders what happened to me
and don’t ask him where he’s going cause he doesn’t know when he’ll be back
he sits there in his car with the keys in his lap
well have you figured it out have you figure it out
cause I haven’t got a clue
I was crossing the tracks I saw a big yellow light coming for me
what happened to the blinking red lights they must have run out of batteries
and I should stand up for my friends because I believe in them
and if someone puts them down why am I silent till the end
you better smile when I say hi because I’m smiling whenever you’re nearby
well I guess you don’t make a big deal out of anything anymore
and you pass a car turned over on the side of the road
you contemplate a reversal of the roles
but you don’t pull over to help
you’ll forget about it three seconds down the road
well have you figured it out have you figure it out
cause I haven’t got a clue
and I held everything against you because you see
you never held anything at all against me
you better smile when I say hi because I’m smiling whenever you’re nearby
well I guess you don’t make a big deal out of anything anymore
and I was crossing the tracks I saw a big yellow light coming for me
what happened to the blinking red lights they must have run out of batteries
now you just forget about it all cause all your things are gone
gone
Track Name: Bulls on Parade
the microphone explodes shattering the molds
ya either drop the hits like de la o or get the fuck off the commode
with the sure shot sure to make the bodies drop
drop and don't copy yo don't call this a co-op
error rains drenching quenching the thirst of the power dons
that five sided fist-a-gon
the rotten sore on the face of mother earth gets bigger
the triggers cold empty ya purse
rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
they rally round the family with a pocket full of shells
weapons not food not homes not shoes
not need just feed the war cannibal animal
I walk the corner to the rubble that used to be a library
line up to the mind cemetery now
what we don't know keeps the contracts alive and moving
they don't gotta burn the books they just remove them
while arms warehouses fill as quick as the cells
rally round the family pocket full of shells