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Does Not Equal (​≠​)

by Evelyn Wreckage

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1.
Welcome Back Khadr When they created a monster They did a helluva job They took a little kid and they taught him how to build a bomb It could've been you It could've happened to me it was a Canadian son in a land of hostilities Let's welcome Welcome back Khadr Did they teach him to hate Did they train him to kill Were they screaming jihad just as the bombs above them fell When the soldiers found him shrapnel had left him blind Then they put two bullets in his back It's a miracle our boy is still alive Let's welcome Welcome back Khadr Welcome back In bloody orange jumpsuits in Guantanamo They're caged like animals and Omar just cries for home But it was a one-way ticket into this black hole The Harper regime turned their back When the rest were rescuing their own Let's welcome Welcome back Khadr This is a call for compassion and who can blame child soldiers for being child soldiers With a soft will so easy to break, children tragically make child soldiers, child soldiers Great pains are taken to rescue and undo the damage done to child soldiers, child soldiers Target the people who indoctrinate and charge the people who train child soldiers but NOT the child soldiers So Canada's complicit in America's vice violence begets violence with no end in sight we fuel the fires of al Qaida's rage you know anyone who's been wronged wants justice just the same To those still sneering like really who cares Try Amnesty, try UNICEF, try Romeo Dallaire So we created a monster Well let's show them once and for all That we in Canada believe that love can rebuild after any fall Let's welcome, Welcome back Khadr It's been too long, Little child soldier We're so sorry, Little man Khadr Welcome back
2.
Child Soldiers When you can't go home / where can you go This is a call for compassion 'cause who can blame child soldiers for being child soldiers? With a soft will so easy to break, children tragically make child soldiers, child soldiers Can you imagine your little boy Taken by men who only seek to destroy Stricken with fear, no way to escape Shaking hands with the devil's child rebel gang They hook him on drugs, they make him obey They'll put a gun in his little hands and then they'll say Pull the trigger, little soldier pull the trigger, kid...this is war Now imagine your little girl dragged into that hellish world Bleeding and torn, she quickly learns better marry one before they all have their turn They hook her on drugs, they make her obey And when she starts having babies, they'll face the same Pull the trigger, little soldier pull the trigger, kid...this is war When you can't go home / where can you go Great pains are taken to rescue and undo the damage done to child soldiers, child soldiers Target the people who indoctrinate and charge the people who train child soldiers, but not the child soldiers little soldiers, dying soldiers our little brothers, our baby sisters
3.
Mama Bear 05:45
Mama Bear picks up her cub coming home from the casino she dodges the landlord up the fire escape and climbs in through the back window She was sweet on her boyfriend For the first two weeks that he moved in Then somehow he lost his delivery job He reassured “Don’t worry, babe, ‘cause time is on my side these days” She didn’t like how that sounded... At least there was a bright side her son couldn’t’ve been more pleased She caught them in a beautiful moment over cereal one morning He was wondering if William Tell would’ve shot Apple Jacks as well Then put the bowl on his head like a joke the boy laughed when it slid off and broke he said “Now that’s not how to have a balanced breakfast” Mama Bear puts her cub first Climbing in through the back window He sits on the floor and pulls off his boots As she reads the note on the table At work she was under the gun While her boyfriend played all day with her son Mostly first person shooter games Later one night in bed She confessed her fears about keeping them fed So he promised that he’d find something Then he surprised them all With money for groceries Then he treated them to the circus restaurants and bought nice things A glow appeared on her son’s face that she had never seen He thought the guy was the king of all-time Then the bottom just fell out Her tip jar was cleaned right out He hadn’t even left a cent And now she couldn’t make rent She kicked him out of her bed And threw the jar at his head And screamed at him as he bled To leave and never come back again He screamed back, he didn’t know Where that money was meant to go He’d get his buddy on the phone And borrow from him what he owed She said, “The lies never end with you, do they mister” Mama Bear chokes back her tears After reading the note on the table Later that night it crushes her to hear her son crying hard in his pillow ‘Cause it broke his sweet little heart
4.
Wake up wake up wake up the room is full of smoke Get out of bed drop to the floor this is no joke Its raging somewhere below The fire’s creeping up the stairs and coming into the hall This is no time to panic no time to panic no time at all Hide your face from the news crews the tv's burning the tv's burning They want a shot of your tears don’t let em the tv's burning Cant pack cant dress cant take any of this Im sorry to tell you you cant take it with you Stay low to the floor do you hear it the fire's at the door Don’t yell at me I didn’t do it we don’t have time for this Crack open the window its our only escape Climb out now and drop to the snow below you know weve gotta go Hide your face from the news crews the tv's burning the tv's burning They want a shot of yr tears don’t let em the tv's burning Cant pack cant dress cant take any pets Im sorry to tell you you cant take it with you You cant claim that now youll be charged with fraud Don’t involve me in your schemes
5.
He’s a motormouth in traffic Set on automatic pilot His ear glued to his cell Cruising in his Tercel Laughing at his funny girlfriend She drives a nice white Humvee While her boyfriend’s talking dirty A ball bounces off the hood Just like a kid’s head would She swears it was like on tv Oh no the devil’s riding shotgun It only takes a second - he’s killing himself laughing Oh no they’ve got delayed reaction driven to distraction driven to distraction It never passes through her headbone That she’s flying through a school zone Or that her focus ought To be on the road and not Sexy texting on her cell phone He can’t believe her last message She says she wants it on top of the fridge This is too good to miss He starts to text a kiss Speeding to a hot date with carnage Oh no the devil’s riding shotgun Free evenings and weekends, talk about a bargain Oh no they’ve got delayed reaction They’re driven to distraction Driven to destruction The angel of death met them on the corner of 16th + Centre She tore off his face and burst the Bubble Tea Café A fiery endo through the window left no survivors The horror the horror the horror

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released September 18, 2012

≠ Evelyn Wreckage - vox, guitars (1,2,3,4,5) bass (2) percussion (1)
≠ Landis Dell - good guitars, (1,4,5) bass (4,5)
≠ Brendan Waters - keyboards (1,3,5)
≠ Joel Nye - drums (1,2,4,5)
≠ Ken Price - bass (1,3)
≠ Casey Lewis - drums (3)
≠ Andrea Curry - vox (1,5) percussion (1)
≠ Gepert Myers - master of percussion (1)

≠ David Alcock - mixing and engineering (4,5)
≠ Mastered at Golden Mastering (4,5)
≠ Casey Lewis - mixing, engineering, mastering (1,2)
≠ Jamie Foulds - mixing, mastering (3)

Copyright © 2011 Here Is The New There music



50% of all proceeds of the EP will be forwarded to
the Child Soldiers Initiative.

childsoldiersinitiative.org



One of the worst things happening in wars today is the use of children by armed groups. Reports indicate there are hundreds of thousands of child soldiers around the world, serving in both non-state armed groups (rebels, paramilitaries) and government forces. Both girls and boys are being recruited, mostly between the ages of 14 and 18 years, but some are as young as 7.
Many child soldiers, primarily girls, are also regularly exploited as sexual slaves or are victims of sexual violence. Many child soldiers are subjected to some of the most unimaginable suffering and violence possible.

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Evelyn Wreckage Calgary, Alberta

Evelyn Wreckage is your left hand man, your trial by fire, your conscientious objector, your internal clock, your compass in the dark, your believer in a burnt church, your prayer for the dying, your voice for the voiceless, your reflex in the crisis, your defender of innocents, and your last leaf stubbornly clinging to the branch even as the snow is falling.

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