Where Has the Music Gone?

by General Tso's Fury

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Shawn Meilicke A new recording of Cereal Time? That's all you need to be happy forever Favorite track: Cereal Time.
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Daniel Kelly Some Pretty fun modern ska music. Surprised at how few people have bought this album, because it really is good. I often forget this isn't popular music because it sounds like it is. Favorite track: Hypertension.
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Fun Fact, the picture above the mantle is Bill's graduation picture, and he's kinda super pissed that we snuck this past him.


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released August 7, 2015

Thank you everyone who has had a hand in making this album. Greg Acha for driving up from Orlando to help set up the drum session and even laying down a intro to a track we didn't use. Craig Henderson, Cameron DeWitt for recording some tracks for us. Kacie Gaddis, Bryce Kooker and David Crawford for helping us out on some group yells. Mark Deaton at eventcraft and John Gould at Key of Sea Studios for continually supporting GTF in many ways. Mark Judson for being a amazing person and helping book a tour and alway being a helpful hand and a great friend. Our friends and family for always supporting us and cheering us on show after show. Jeff Richey for uniting the Florida Ska scene and continually assisting every ska band asking for help. Everyone in Yugoskavia for being the bestest best friend band anyone could ask for. J-Bone and West End trading co. in Sanford Fl. for all the support they show the Florida Ska scene. Moon River Pizza of Fernandina Beach and Earl Nagel for letting us use their restaurant for a music video and making a complete mess of it. All past members of GTF (there's a lot of them). Anyone who has ever come to a show, downloaded our music, bought merch, sweated, got hurt, danced / sang along, and supported us in anyway. YOU all mean the world to us and it is what has kept us going over nine years.

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Track Name: Hypertension
Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to welcome you to my club Park Avenue, central Florida's hottest nightclub. We have a special treat for you today, we have a new house band with a new dimension in rock and roll. We have the one, the only, General Tso's Fury!
Track Name: I Look Better When I'm Naked
Ugly old banana sparks and lemonade
I say anything I wanna but I don't get paid
Trailer trash and gavel bags catch my braids
I might track these old guitars again they're out of phase

Oh and

You know I wanna
Believe me benihana
I say anything I wanna
Because nobody's listening
You know I wanna
Believe me benihana
I say anything I wanna
Because nobody's listening

And I look better when I'm naked
And you can find out for yourself
You're still not hearing what I'm saying
So why the fuck should I write any of this down, oh

I don't mean to be so critical it's not my place
And everything's so out here I can't feel my face
And who would waste their precious time on bullshit things I say
There are better uses of your time and those I'll name

You could play like, basketball, or badminton, you could walk your dog or spend more time with your mother or your grandmother, you can do whatever you want. It's really up to you.

I still look better when I'm naked
And you can find out for yourself
And if you're hearing what I'm saying
It's probably good that I still wrote all of this down, oh

I still look better when I'm naked
And you can find out for yourself
And if you're hearing what I'm saying
It's probably good that I still wrote all of this down, oh
Track Name: Home Appliances
I wanna crash this plane
yes that would make me happy
I don't want this song to sad and sappy
I just wanna burn the earth that's beneath your feet
And I wanna stab your friends repeatedly
And turn them into sausage meat
I'm crazy, they don't think much
Then they started this shit with me
That's the problem, you think I'm a pussy
You think I wont kill the mass of shitty teens
That pitch tents around you, I'll kill the frat dudes
I want you, I just don't want to have to

Cause I hate you
And all your friends
And all the strings to their sunglasses
all the shitty college trends
I hate your mom
I hate your family
Yeah I tried to work this out
But your forgot to let me know that you were changing.

I wanna burn the world
all it's inhabitants my number one accomplishment
Lost one girl now I think i wanna burn the earth to shit
But pretentious bastard make it worse
Let's burn 'em all forget the hearses
It's not funny, I'm not joking, I'm the guy that wrote these words
Is that a problem? Do I need counseling?
Do I need cats and easy listening?
I want it no one responded
Thoughts of violence are pretty common

Cause I hate you all
And all your friends
And anything that you might like
because I'm tired, drunk, and pissed
I hate your pets
And home appliances
You'll boil inside the world I hate
while I sit back and I try to give a shit

So just let everybody know
that I'm physically breaking hearts
Since you decided that you wanna go
I decided to turn homocide into art
Yeah just let everybody know
it's not safe for family and friends (family and friends)
A simple warning will suffice, prepare for your lives to end

Cause I hate you all
And all your friends
And anything that you might like
because I'm tired, drunk, and pissed
I hate your pets
And home appliances
You'll boil inside the world I hate
while I sit back and I try to give a shit
Track Name: Fist Bump
I guess I found a way to give in
I got drunk and crashed a hotel pool with random kids
Managed to find the craziest chick
To ever live on Amelia Island

And she ordered vodka
And coke with vanilla
And god knows what she was gonna make me do
Fist bump

All of her tattoos have meaning
Which is strangely unappealing to me
Her last name's from a different country
And she got too coked out to sing

If you're done in the bathroom
Powdering your nose, boo
The c'mon out so you can tell me where to stand

Okay that was sarcastic
I really hate how you acted
I would've left if I knew I had to hold your hand
Fist bump

I said you're not Frank Zappa
And you're not Jessica Alba
So I refuse to pump these mixed drinks into you
Fist Bump
Track Name: Cereal Time
When I wake up in the morning and my mouth is dry, guess what
It's cereal time
When I wake up in the morning I got boogers in my eye, guess what
It's cereal time
See I don't really wanna open my eyes
'Cause the refrigerator light is so bright

When I wake up in the morning with a stiffy dick, guess what
It's cereal time
When i wake up from a party and forget what I did, guess what
It's cereal time
When Brandon shits in the morning and he start the bath, guess what
It's cereal time
When Wesley tries to find some nuts to grab, guess what
It's cereal time

Because it's good any time of the day
Now everybody grab some Special K

When I wake up in the morning and I'm naked again, guess what
It's cereal time
When I come home from the bar after hangin' with friends, guess what
It's cereal time
When I'm running late for work and there's no time for eggs, guess what
It's cereal time
When I'm layin' in my bed gettin' blazed on regs, well guess what
It's cereal time

Because it's good any time of the day
Now everybody grab some Special K

Because it's good any time of the day
I've pretty sure I heard Jesus say...

...If you've lived your entire life
completely in sin
bring a box of pops
and I'll let you in...

...'cause anytime is cereal time
Track Name: Spoiler Alert
Just don't act like you would even try to change the way you feel
And I wont try to tell you jokes
And I wont try to give approval of your actions and you wont
Try to feed me your false hopes

Please don't give it away
I know how this ends now
We'll call a spoiler alert
You wanna cut me down
Yeah think about what you say
Before you call me out
'Cause I might write you a song
And try to please the crowd

I hold my breath 'til I move back and contemplate a house and kids
My occupation's in the air
(hey! hey! hey! hey!)
I understand what you might want and exactly what I want from you
I just want us both not to care

Please don't give it away
I know how this ends now
We'll call a spoiler alert
You wanna cut me down
Yeah think about what you say
Before you call me out
'Cause I might write you a song

Because I'm sick of all this petty shit, the parties here with little kids, and someone tell these girls to go home. I guess the vulture kids don't really care, the creepy kid with greasy hair, all these girls in this apartment have a clone, a clone, a fuckin' clone

I don't feel so irresponsible now
yeah I got me a goal
And I'll take some good advice from my friends
they all think that they're old
Yeah their problems stack up way higher than mine
But they dig for the gold
But I wont discount the fact that I might
Find my place on the globe, on the globe ha ha ha

Please don't give it away
I know how this ends now
We'll call a spoiler alert
You wanna cut me down
Yeah think about what you say
Before you call me out
'Cause I might write you a song
And try to please the crowd

Please don't give it away
I know how this ends now
We'll call a spoiler alert
You wanna cut me down
Yeah think about what you say
Before you call me out
'Cause I might write you a song
And try to please the
Track Name: Q & A
Well there's gotta be something
Someplace you draw the line
And I think you chose my stupid friends but
I'll still call them mine
Now I don't wanna be selfish
But you wont say goodbye
And I finally found a break in here well
I need some peace of mind

So don't ask me questions
I don't have the time
I don't have the answers
Go deal with your life
Don't ask me questions
I don't have the time
I don't have the answers

Well I've been rippin' my hair out
While you get sleep at night
You're fuckin' brain cells out your head well
I chose to smoke out mine
And I think that there's something
That you wont bring to light
You shoved these thoughts into my head
And these words into my sight

So don't ask me questions
I don't have the time
I don't have the answers
Go deal with your life
Don't ask me questions
I don't have the time
I don't have the answers

So don't ask me questions
I don't have the time
I don't have the answers
Go deal with your life
Don't ask me questions
I don't have the time
I don't have the answers
Track Name: Joel Sux
Fuckass was late again but I guess that's just a problem
That we're gonna have to deal with or maybe we can stop him
'Cause everybody knows
That's the way it goes
'Cause Joel is always showing late to shows
If he even shows oh no

He takes direction by smell
And it's detrimental
He soils all the carpets he sells
And drinks beer from a funnel

Oh unfortunately
the guy that plays lead
Is more irresponsible than me
But without him I think the group would feel incomplete

The next time he's
Drivin' back home
And wont get the phone
He's gonna catch the proverbial heat

'Cause when he walks in late he's gonna get I-C-E-D
That's right Joel chug
Yes Joel chug
Drink that nasty Smirnoff up
You better learn real fast
We'll have to do this more than once

Because

He takes direction by smell
And it's detrimental
He soils all the carpets he sells
And drinks beer from a funnel

He'll likely never burn in hell
Because he's lost in limbo
But he should probably stay like himself
Because we love you bro
Track Name: Rock, Paper, Scissor
How many times do I have to see
In my head it's 1993
I have the world sittin' in my hands
And the scene playin' over and over again

I could've won you should have seen
The name of Louis would've been the king
But it was a momentary distraction
That was the cause of my delayed reaction

Sweating profusely
The heat is inducing
And I can't feel both of my hands

I should've done what my heart said to
But every time I listen to my gut it sink right down into my shoes
And I can only say the entire blame is on me
For the rock paper scissor riot of 1993

At the championship there's a misconception
That every opponent has a different direction
Every guy there knows just what to do
But the only person who don't know a thing is Zhu

No I'm not talking about you the third guy in the back
I'm talking about the asian not our bro in Iraq
Zhu got to the championship with a stroke of luck
By throwing in some favors from a homocidal duck

The room just keeps spinning
And Zhu just keeps winning
And I am doing the best that I can

I should've done what my heart said to
But every time I listen to my gut it sink right down into my shoes
And I can only say the entire blame is on me
For the rock paper scissor riot of 1993

The time is now
To take a bow
To the man across the room
And prepare yourself
For mental health
And you're impending doom
Then there's a clatter
Something's the matter
As the room get eerily quiet
Then someone will rise
And you'll despise
As they scream to riot

They told me I slipped and bumped my head
And that the officials thought I was dead
Some idiot across the room called Zhu a commie
And threw his bread cart filled with rye and pastrami

Then it was like some action flick
As the room erupted with mounds of sticks
The crew was outside it was clear to see
This was like the riot from 1983
Track Name: Suck It Up
Woke up now and it's dark outside again
Drove up town to the same landmark again
Choke this down you're not gonna change anything

Don't feel good cause I'm so inadequate
Stare real hard cause I'm always out of it
Now, yeah just drink that attitude down

And I don't wanna do this cause I'm always changing everything
All these words are useless I'm just choking on a petty dream
If I use the right excuses no one will be disappointed in me

But it all comes back to haunt me cause I can't please all the people
That I wanted back in Jacksonville not even equal
Will I fail if I miss these classes again

So I just give up
All these new songs suck
I don't want drugs
Draw blood
Suck it up

I woke up now and it's dark outside again
Drove up town to the same landmark again
Choke this down you're not gonna change anything

Alright I don't feel good cause I'm so inadequate
I stare real hard cause I'm always out of it
Now, yeah just drink that attitude down

Oh yeah I just give up
'Cause these new songs suck
I don't want drugs
Draw blood
Suck it up

I said Suck it up
Track Name: Cougars
Alright

I'm bouncin' at the club, the hotties running amock
And I'm thinking about the one that'll make me dumbstruck
Every girl in the room looks the same to me
Except for the one that's makin' eyes back at me

She's got a couple wrinkles and her hair is in a bun
But it looks like those new cans were made just for fun
Walking her way to meet her eyes are staring at my front
And I can only think about me playing with her uh... cat

Every schoolgirl needs a schoolboy
Like every dog that needs a chew toy
Like every punk kid needs an Oi! Oi! Oi!
Like every cougar needs a pool boy

Just a bunch of frat boys that strike my attention
But it seems their minds are off in another dimension
I can't find the one that will clean my pool
But then my mouth goes dry and my lips start to drool

He's wearing some khakis and a black polo shirt
And I can only see his eyes going straight to my skirt
I pull my shirt down as it clings and sticks
And I know he's thinking about me playing with his dog

Every schoolgirl needs a schoolboy
Like every dog that needs a chew toy
Like every punk that needs an Oi! Oi! Oi!
Like every cougar needs a pool boy

Sever hours later the house has finally stopped its shaking
And then two hours later I've got some cookies baking
The shower starts, I think about my day
I've gotta pick up the kids and send my husband away

Look, tomorrow night I'll be back at the club
With electronic music in the step they call dub
I think for dinner I'll make some chicken curry
Then it's off to sleep with another member of General Tso's Fury

Every schoolgirl needs a schoolboy
Like every dog that needs a chew toy
Like every punk that needs an Oi! Oi! Oi!
Like every cougar needs a pool boy

Hey Hey A sexy pool boy
Hey Hey A sexy pool boy
Hey Hey A sexy pool boy
Track Name: U-Turn
I'd rather be at the show
Not driving west bound
Turn after turn we're just turning around
Giving miami
That DIY sound
U-turns look like a smile but they feel like a frown

Hey Hey Hey
U-turns suck
Hey Hey Hey
What the fuck
This song sounds like all the rest
But the message is different
God U-turns suck

We've been dead for a week
We're dragging the ground
Wesley can't even speak
Marshall smokes by the pound
And Joel's sweating grease
And Bill's lost his mind
Kid's doing drugs on the streets
They're not even prescribed

Hey Hey Hey
U-turns suck
Hey Hey Hey
What the fuck
This song sounds like all the rest
But the message is different
U-turns suck!

Can we go to Pita Pit now!?
Let's get Pit faced!
yeah, let's get Pit faced (lol)
What do they even sell at Pita Pit?
PITAS! PITA! PITA!
I don't give a shit about pitas.
I'M NOT EATING FUCKING PITA AND HUMMUS!
...why not, man?
'CAUSE THAT SHIT SUCKS, IT'S NOT FILLING!
They have jerk chicken...
JERK CHICKEN SUCKS!
...no it doesn't...
I HATE CHICKEN!
Track Name: Where Has the Music Gone?
Somebody found a new chord that nobody has tried yet
They must've changed the fretboard 'cause I can't seem to find it
Young kid says save the music he's probably wearing a headband
Runs a pick across his lips as he sings atop the news stand
And we all clap

We all write songs and sing 'em for couples when they break up
But singing is no excuse to wear your sister's make up
I might just be old fashioned but Blood on the Dance Floor sucks
They don't know music, it's true, just Ask Alexandria

And we say Hey
Hey Hey Hey
God where has the music gone
It's probably gone away
And he says No
No No No
But there is something going on
'Cause bands don't make mix tapes

I have a few close friends and I'd say we're in agreement
Where would pop music be if it wasn't for GarageBand
I only have one voice and I should probably learn to use it
'Cause if we don't do something now than we'll never save the music

And we say Hey
Hey Hey Hey
God where has the music gone
It's probably gone away
Oh and he says No
No No No
But there is something going on
'Cause bands don't make mix tapes

Hey Hey Hey
God where has the music gone
It's probably gone away
Oh and he says No
No No No
But there is something going on
'Cause bands don't make mix tapes

Oh and we say Hey
Hey Hey Hey
God where has the music gone
It's probably gone away
Oh and he says No
No No No
But there is something going on
'Cause bands don't make mix tapes