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released 09 June 2012
Evan Gadowski: Lead vocals & Guitar
Cat Verlicco: Bass & Vocals
Will Barry: Lead Guitar, Mandolin, Harmonica
Andy Connors: Drums

Keyboards and additional percussion by Joel Simches

All tracks produced by Joel Simches.
Recorded at Watch City Studios.
Mixed & Mastered at Sonic Enhancement Specialists, Ltd. by Joel Simches

Except for "The Night Shift"
Recorded live by DAve Crespo
On The Boston Local Music Show,
UNRegular Radio

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Four Point Restraints Boston, Massachusetts

We are Four Point Restraints, a Boston-based indie rock group formed in June 2010. We gig extensively all over the Boston and greater-Boston area, broadening our fan-base, making a name for ourselves, and honing a distinctly eclectic borderline-schizophrenic musical style.

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Track Name: What's Another Year?
Another dead dog in an overcoat
Quoting another dead white male
Sitting in a café with yellowed walls
The coffee’s lukewarm and the bread is stale
The rain threatens to swallow you up
The billboards showcase the dreck
And every motherfucker with a dollop of luck
Holds an anvil over your neck

What’s another night?
What’s another year?
What’s another
What’s another year?

I’ve been two-timed, I been nickel-and-dimed
Fate and faith aren’t on my side
Kids with guns, every mother’s son
Fill the streets tonight
All the backroom deals
Plots to reel them in from their explosions of rage
Disillusioned minds pulling stars from the sky
Trying to bend the bars of their cage

What’s another night
What’s another year
What’s another,
What’s another year?

Pull me up just drag me down
Snare me with visions vain
Time will fleet till we’re obsolete
I’ll wallow in the cave fain

What’s another night
What’s another year
What’s another,
What’s another year?
Track Name: Let The Ship Sink
Tearing nails and eyelashes out
Screams are muffled
White arms all flailing about
Sweat is leaking out of every pore
Captain’s getting his last kicks with a scullion whore
My mind is dangling from a sharp thin wire
The deck above an altar of blazing fire

The officers’ brandy snifters clink
“Let the whole fucking ship sink!”
Belabored by the billows
The mast splits in staves
As we tumble on the track of fate
The black mountains of the seas rise
As we spiral towards our demise

Bury me if I should wash up on the bay
My friends can have a lil’ drink and dance on my grave
They’ll laugh and tell stories of gone-by days
While I’m six feet under rotting away

”It can’t be my time!” I cry
It’s come too soon!
This coffin ship cannot be my tomb
Soaked in fever I search in vain
A Bible or bottle nowhere to be seen
The last words I hear as we pass the brink
”Let the whole damn ship sink"

Bury me if I should wash up on the bay
My friends can have a lil’ drink and dance on my grave
They’ll laugh and tell stories of gone-by days
While I’m six feet under rotting away
Track Name: The Flowers Of Evil
Monday morning came like some nightmare crashing down upon me
I could hear the Devil laughing in His chair
I picked myself off the floor, kicked out the door
And walked onto the empty streets

I’ve worn out my excuses, I’ve lamented all my failures
My face is a placard of shame
I’ve roved to and fro from Quebec to Mexico
In this cage of my bones

The flowers of evil are blooming once again
Down by the river where the dead things lay
The flowers of evil are blooming once again
A breeze guides me from the quay

A cold wind blows through my heart and my bones
When I hear her singing in my head
But it’s been far too long and she is gone
And there’s no time left to feel sore

I see the good citizens, all my siblings and my neighbors
A panorama of fools on repeat
Scrambling about frantically to please the wishes of the Authority
Who reigns supreme and commands all to His will

Now the flowers of evil are blooming once again
Reason compels me to run far away
The flowers of evil are blooming once again
So I bought my ticket for the train

The lady by the side of the road adorned with ornaments shiny and bold
Indifferent to the screams of insect agony
Waves a dismissive hand and turns into sand
Like a paean of this dying land

Finally I got back to where my story began
Guided by an invisible hand
But once I’d arrived I could not surmise
Any better how I became who I am

Now the flowers of evil are blooming once again
Love and Hate dissipate into a black hole
The flowers of evil are blooming once again
And I’m still waiting for the train

Life has heaped disappointment after disappointment upon me
When I’ve tried so hard to be free
To set me apart from the horrors in the hearts
That begrieve the world’s atrocities

It’s a carnival and cabaret of sorrow, death and decay
It’s a miracle I’ve anything left to fear
But much to my dismay, there’s only one way
To get out from under all of this

Now the flowers of evil are blooming once again
The war drums a-bangin’ my brains
The flowers of evil are blooming once again
And I’m still waiting for that train

Some wicked force still holds me here so I grab the jug of wine that’s near
The blood red dregs a-running down my neck
As I belch and drink deeply sleep comes so sweetly
Maybe tomorrow things will change
Maybe tomorrow things will change
Maybe tomorrow things will change?
Track Name: Casualty
Meursault was in his cell awaiting the clang of death’s bell
The universe’s indifference tore him worse than the hounds of Hell
Slansky the conspirator went from predator to prey
And Bukharin with his ideology, old loyalties crushed by the Party

You thought you showed them all
You’re face-first against the wall
You’re just another casualty
You thought your race was won
The executioners raise their guns
Just another casualty
You’re just another casualty

Gather round the scapegoats, undesirables fill the aisles
Say uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh
Time to get down on your knees and clutch those rosary beads
But angels won’t get through that rabbit-proof fence

You thought you showed them all
You’re face-first against the wall
You’re just another casualty
You served the upper-class
Despised the lower castes
Just another casualty
You’re just another casualty
Track Name: Dead Reckoning
May the red-dawn skies bring before your eyes
A cruel, relentless sea
And the crushing deep your soul to keep
Till the doomsday reveille

With a way-hey-ho!
I’ll kill you slow
If I find you on this Earth
With a way-hey-hey!
You better fuckin’ pray
The Devil finds you first

My blood, my blood, my raging blood
With a vengeance it doth burn
For you stole from me my true love’s heart
I’ll take your life in turn

With a way-hey-ho!
I’ll kill you slow
If I find you on this Earth
With a way-hey-hey!
You better fuckin’ pray
The Devil finds you first

My love, my love, my wicked love
Into the sea’s repose
I’ll lay your lovely corpse to rest
With a single wilted rose

And a way-hey-ho
As you sink below
I will sing a solemn tune
And a way-hey-hey
Watch your body sway
Underneath the waning moon

May the tears shed by the Pleiades
Churn up a mighty swell
And the icy fingers of the raging sea
Drag you to the depths of Hell

With a way-hey-ho
I’ll kill you slow
If I find you on this Earth
With a way-hey-hey
You better fuckin’ pray
The Devil finds you first
Track Name: White Lighter
Feel the dregs of pride
Revolt with the tag-ends of shame
I was waiting for Her
Gorse and heather dampened in the rain

They see me standing gaunt
My body all scrawled and thin
I spent a week washing down sins
With gallon after gallon of gin

Whispering sweet nothings
For you my beautiful nothing
Murmuring sweet nothings
For you my beautiful nothing

Tears so easily dry
You get used to the deceits and lies
But the pain does still persist
Stabs through suffocating fog and mist

My heart was like a church bell
Resounding with each swell
She told me all of her secrets
Then she tore out my tongue

You my beautiful nothing
You my beautiful shame
You my beautiful nothing
You my beautiful shame

The black pools of despair
Bubble and boil with red hate
But the pain it lingers on
And a desperate cry escapes

She said, “Don’t you worry, boy
It wont be very long”
Don’t you be afraid boy
It could only be forever-ever

You my beautiful nothing
You my beautiful shame
You my beautiful nothing
You my beautiful shame
Track Name: The Night Shift (Live)
The junkies howl at a crack-rock moon
On a pipe-dream vision quest
And they'lll go on 'til kingdom come has come and gone

Through dead-bolt doors, under loose floor boards
The dealer makes a living
He makes a killing 'cause dope and life are sold dirt cheap

And I know the world turns to ash in the moonlight
And to blood-red dawn, oh, the night shifts

With steel-cold eyes and a switchblade smile
In her mouth a cigarette
She's a bombshell, a stiletto silhouette

Now the sirens howl like a banshee whore
And the cops are on the prowl
And they'll go on, the beat is old the night is young

And I know the world turns to ash in the moonlight
And to blood-red dawn, oh, the night shift