The Fall

by T.I.M.

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released June 1, 2017

4 song EP recorded by T.I.M.
Mixed & Mastered by Mike

Wes: Guitar, Vocals
Mike: Bass, Vocals
Wally: Drums

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T.I.M. Ontario

Three Impotent Males aka T.I.M. is a three piece fast skate punk band originally formed back in 1994 before signing to Raw Energy Records with distribution by Page (Can), Caroline (US) & Black Mark (Europe). Now we're DIY, a bit older, and a lot louder.

Wes: Guitar/Vocals
Mike: Bass
Wally: Drums
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Track Name: The Fall
Distort corporate media arise
Making pockets profit with your lies

The populace is turned against, confused, divided
With truth presented you are so fucking fake

Grown up via lies they taught you hate
Don’t you ever think about all the things that cause you doubt

The politics to verbal masturbate
Nothing good has ever come from ignorance you fucking scum

Keep dividing
Alt-right, your right, no rights, lies
Sad decision
You’ve only one life.

We wanna know the answers, but there is no reason why. Like, every 50 years is seems that tons of people die. Look right in the mirror, come on, you know that’s not a lie. Trump has taken power and soon your gonna die.

So load up on supplies and dig a deep dark hole. might as well die last when the world just up and blows. Eating out of cans, testing out the air. You can go out dude. but I’m staying right here.

Don’t despair, just try to fuckin care
Search hard until you find the truth

Protest, wake up and be aware
Preserve the future of our youth

Distort corporate media arise
Making pockets profit with bold lies
The populace is turned against, confused, divided.
With truth presented you are so fucking fake
Track Name: Smithereens
Hey Bud, why don't you pull up a chair
Hoot this, relax a bit and crack a beer
He's Done, Harper's reign is in the bin

But we, still have so much work to do
Harper got off scott free
Dictated a democracy

Now he perpetuates a legacy
which we must now smash to smither...

Whats the word I'm looking for?
That legacy that he adores?
Smashed to smithereens.

Dictated democracy
Right-wing lunacy

Women dying in the snow
One thousand seventeen you know
That's a lot of fellow human beings

He didn't do a fucking thing
G20 had that kettling
So why would we expect humanity

All alone, the dead of night
They begged for help, fighting last fights
No excuse for sick torpidity

Basic human kindness right?
But fuck them cuz that skins not white
'Hey whatever, fuck those sluts'
He's safe and sound all back in Calgary


Cowboy boots all shiny
Evil glint in his eyes
All those dead Canadians
While he pinned Duffy to the wall at trial


We don't want no problems
We don't want no fight
This legacy he tauts is bullshit
How does he get to sleep at night?

Yeah dude, crazy stuff, It makes you think
Some legal pot? want another ice cold drink?
What now? What are we going to do?

This guy was not quite what he seemed
This guy ignored democracy
This guy no human decency
This guy doesn't want his legacy

Blown to Smithereens
Track Name: Destroyer Divine
Blow the world up, i don’t care
Burn the forests, i don’t care
Frack that shit, and fuck the air
Bow to human, earth beware

Know one asks why
Destroyer divine
Holding out hope for a saviour

Be a patriot, be a man
Reject what you don’t understand
Practice hate and lies and hurt
Live your life, put hate on shirt

Know one asks why
Your hates now in style
So scared and compensating its a cop out


Know one asks why
Destroyer divine
Holding out hope for a savior