Song about some views on the USA, originally written from idea of George Bush Snr quote
Austalia, Metal, Rock, Sabbath, SOAD, Very pro sounding act from Canberra
Band: COD
Website: www.cod.nospono.com
email: cod@nsopono.com
Vocals - Arv
Guitar - Robbie Neil
Drums - Nathan
Bass - Iain
Guitar - Simon
After a few underground demo releases Where's the Peace is the
first full length album from Canberra's COD. This project has
seen the band team up with Gordon and REDSUN studio's to
produce an entirely local and fully professional recording to
compliment the bands big sound and guitar driven metal style.
COD's style is somewhat hard to describe big guitars and clasic
metal sounds from aggressive all the way to mellow,
traditional sounding vocals comparable to Black Sabbath and
SOAD. Even drumming that somtimes belongs in a grind core
band COD have proved (in the past) they can just about play
any style. But with the release of Where's the Peace the song
writting of the band has matured and some tight polished
ripping rock/metal classic's have emerged.
Where's the Peace is full of political undertones and social
commentary and is a culmination of the last 4 years of
refinement for the nation capital's COD. Who are currently
trying to promote and gain some sort of distribution for the
CD.
Where's the Peace is definetly a sublime crossover of sounds true
to its metal roots pushing new boundaries in Metal Music in Australia.
Story behind the song
"the American way of life is not negotiable" this quote from Bush Snr
Lyrics
COD - Hype in Sizes
from Where's the Peace 2004
Track 03 - Hype in Sizes
Sailed from Europe, pursued lands unconquered.
Race on to claim what the Italian founded.
Anchored off the coast, perfect location.
To load their guns in preparation.
A freedom blood was spilled for, violence breeds violence.
A country trapped inside a code of silence.
Believe their justice is a global saviour.
A bastard right to dictate the world's behaviour.
The Western Front, that's where the natives were,
Indeed getting restless.
That worked out well, because the settlers,
Were feeling quite murderous.
The battle was fought, their main weapon was,
The spread of white infection.
The remaining few, were promptly herded,
Onto reservations.
Local population decimated.
Labour needed to build a nation.
Men of lesser breed would do nicely.
To Africa, that would prove costly.
A freedom blood was spilled for, violence breeds violence.
A country trapped inside a code of silence.
A landscape littered with the icons of greed.
A arms race, space race, rat race, has left the world in need.
The battles they've lost, played out in Hollywood,
War wins hearts and awards.
Woke up one morn, to find that suddenly,
Both twin towers were gone.
Propaganda, an art that Sam refined,
Spread through television.
The peace that they keep, is nothing more than,
Subtle intervention.
We hold these truths to be self evident.
No one will survive second guessing the president.
I believe the world's sickness to be curable.
But the American way of life is not negotiable.
Said the American way of life is not negotiable.
The American way of life is not negotiable.
The battles they've lost, played out in Hollywood,
War wins hearts and awards.
Woke up one morn, to find that suddenly,
Both twin towers were gone.
Propaganda, an art that Sam refined,
Spread through television.
The peace that they keep, is nothing more than,
Subtle intervention.
Jail cells filled with unclear defintions.
Misdemenour slapped on for possession.
Try to ban our humanly temptations.
Forcing underground my generation.
A freedom blood was spilled for, violence breeds violence.
A country where you can buy your hype in sizes.
No small, only tall, deluxe or grande
Maybe one day they'll bless a God of small things...
