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Hanging by a Thread (10th Anniversary Reissue)

by T.S.I.

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1.
Worship me Another brain dead loser But everybody knows me So I’m better than you Look at me The fucking human coat hanger So replaceable It should make you puke How did we go wrong? Where did we go wrong? Worship me In your tabloid paper Your alcoholic – shit talking Jesus Christ Or hate me And follow me for laughter You still made me money And you wasted your life How did we go wrong? Where did we go wrong? You’re to blame as well You’re to blame as well Sent our kids to hell And I’m to blame as well How did we go wrong? Where did we go wrong? (repeat)
2.
I’m missin’ work ‘cause I can’t drop the cocaine Home jerkin’ off ‘till I bleed – insane I run my mouth – dodge a beating every day Shut down by pills to curb my anxiety (chorus) To tie my hand Shut my mouth That could buy a little time - Bring it down inside my mind I’ll find a way I’ve been waiting for so long To take my life and make it mine I got a girl who don’t even know me I’m fucking women from 18 to 50 Ain’t had a friend I trust in a decade My Mom and Dad get lies when they see me (Chorus) (Breakdown) To tie my hand Shut my mouth That could buy a little time - Take the sting from my eyes To tie my hand Shut my mouth That could buy a little time - Help me read between the lines To tie my hand Shut my mouth That could buy a little time - Twice as sweet but half as nice To tie my hand Shut my mouth That could buy a little time - Bring it down inside my mind
3.
In a fist fight for my life I’m gonna win this round tonight I can’t afford to let you walk away Set fire to the place Risk my neck – do whatever it takes But I’ll get what I want or you can dig my grave (chorus) Victory or death Victory or death I’ll take what I want and nothing less Victory or death One shot left at living free Nobody take that away from me I’m a desperate man and getting worse all the time Ask me why I act this way? Fuck you bitch and the games you play Eat, sleep, work, shit, piss and watch TV (chorus) Victory or death Victory or death I’ll take what I want and nothing less Victory or death Victory or death Victory or death Back to the wall – put to the test Victory or death (chorus) Victory or death Victory or death One shot left – take your best Victory or death Victory or death Victory or death I’ll take what I want – fuck the rest Victory or death
4.
Black Shirt Black Shoes I’m always ready for your funeral Hot freaks And cheap booze I’ve got the class of a carnival (chorus) What do I want? What have you got to lose? I’m a mess I wanna mess with you Loud mouth And bad taste I show restraint like an animal Fast hands And flip moods I’ll grind you down just to take control (chorus) What do I want? What can I take from you? Yeah I’m fucked And I’ll fuck your life up too baby Street walkin’ Shit talkin’ I’m a mess with you Dirt wearin’ Disease sharin’ I’m a mess with you Turn me on Turn you out I’m a mess with you Build you up Just to strip you down I wanna mess with you I’m a mess with you I’m a mess with, I wanna mess with, I’m gonna mess you
5.
I’m pop star homicide Audio gang rape I’ll blow out your brains Give you more than you can take I am the one in the way of your dreams (HEY!) I’ll smash down everything you wanted to be (HEY!) And I won’t look back Baby when I run through you (chorus) Hands off my rock n’ roll Tattooed fakes and pretty boys Tits and ass and background noise Motherfucker - we’re gunnin’ for you I’ll be the bomb at the base of your “industry” You’re taking up valuable, undeserved real-estate Yeah I’m the dirty bitch you can’t ignore (HEY!) Taking back everything that you stole (HEY!) And I won’t look back Baby when I run through you (chorus) (chorus) Hands off my rock n’ roll Tattooed fakes and pretty boys Tits and ass and background noise Motherfucker - we’re gunnin’ for you Hands off my rock n’ roll Pigs in suits and brain dead whores You had your chance – you’re out of control Motherfucker - we’re gunnin’ for you
6.
Hey little girl you look pretty good But you’re looking at me all wrong I could tell right away you’s an uptight bitch Had her ass kissed a little too long So shake that chip off your shoulder babe Before I have to go and do you harm Or first chance I get to turn you ‘round Baby I’ll stick it to you….. (Chorus) All night long All night long Hey tough guy did you look around ‘cause you’re nobody right now And I can do with you what I want Don’t test me to show you how So stay on your best behavior man And you can live through the end of this song But so much as one dirty look and motherfucker I’ll stick it to you… (Chorus) *(breakdown speech (album)) This song goes out to all you suckers out there If you gonna come round me you best come correct Or get put on your ass before you know what hit ya** **(breakdown speech (live)) This song goes out to all you suckers out there Who think you’re just gonna stand there and stare at us If you didn’t come here to get down – then you’re bringing me down And you best take you’re lame ass on out of here –right motherfucking now.** You’ve got a choice to make So what’s it gonna be What’s it gonna be motherfucker? What’s it gonna be? One, two three - more time than I need with you Your world ends now -nothing that you can do There ain’t no time like right now For you and me to get it on But you’d better be damn sure what you want ‘cause I will stick it to you (chorus)
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I sit around man I talk talk talk talk talk talk talk ‘bout anything I heard from someone smarter Give me a call man We’ll coordinate jackets So we can all go out in different plastic leather (pre-chorus) Well I’ve got you now Yeah I’ve got you now Some disco rock n’ roll I heard it on my radio I think that someone just told me I like it I find myself so fascinating Because there’s nothing declared hip I haven’t bought yet (pre-chorus) (chorus) Don’t talk to me Without a word of your own Fashion and fascism they’re the same damn thing as far as I know Your individuality It’s fucking everywhere I go New York Drone New York Drone I eat my tofu I go to yoga school I got my pair of Weezer glasses It’s New York City babe and if I follow all the rules then I might be the world’s biggest asshole (pre-chorus) (chorus) Don’t preach to me Without a thought of your own Just like the sewer rat - sophistication it’s all in where you call home Every book you hide behind They don’t mean shit when you’re alone New York Drone New York Drone Could be a bad time Could be the wrong time I know – I know Could be the wrong time Could be a bad time I know – I know Could be the wrong time Be a bad time Be the wrong time May be a good time May be the right time May be a good time Be the right time From the right guy (chorus) You can scoff at me when you do one thing that’s your own I’ll see you broken - A slave to the rules that you impose Always the first one to speak And the last one to know New York Drone New York Drone
8.
I’ve hit the wall Seen my suicide in alcohol and pills You can take it all Stay by my side until I learn to lean on you … but I’ll be here standing A thousand more fatalistic nights A thousand more soul crushing fights And I’ll be here Standing … without you Tattooed with heartache Broken family And your lost psychotic love Trampled by sycophants You can run me down ‘till I can almost taste the gun But I’ll be here standing … when I should be dead and gone I’ll be here standing Another broken heart …I’ll be here standing Another shattered dream …I’ll be here standing Another stab in the back …I’ll be here standing Another day alone …I’ll be here standing Another soul sucking job …I’ll be here standing Another day with no God …I’ll be here standing Another day in New York …I’ll be here standing Another day without you …I’ll be here standing (Whoah standing yeah.) Another failed try Another empty lie Another night that should put me underground A revolution 911 A holocaust couldn’t bring me down I’ll be here standing When you’re not even a memory I’ll be here standing...
9.
Yesterday you were my one and only Now you’s just a memory for wasting time How could I look past the things you told me? It never did escape me what was on your mind Now that it’s over You’ve become what I knew you would (chorus) I saw right through you And you were the one Left behind All your lies came true And you were the one Left behind I’m glad you think you finally found your happiness Your happiness is not enough for me I never really wanted to be gloating Just thankful for the day that you had set me free Now that we’re smarter You should see why you aren’t mine (Chorus)
10.
The Holland Tunnel The midnight train I need to dump some bodies I’m out to stake my claim (chorus) Straight up ahead I’m a radical Straight up ahead I’m a radical Straight up ahead I’m a radical Straight up ahead I’m a radical In a Bowery basement Underneath my knife We are the politicians We’s shapin’ lives (chorus) This ain’t no big screen movie Nobody foolin’ round Still tonight’s gonna be your big break They gonna write your story down From the fields of Mississippi To the freight yards of Chicago To the Medowlands of Jersey To the deserts of El Paso That’s where I hide my revolution Got my own quiet revolution So many revolutionary destinations I see the traces on the late night news And if you believe in miracles If you believe in pain Well I hope you’ll come find me So we can make a change I tie the wicked to my bedpost I lay to waste the things I hate the most I make a last stand for the practical Straight up ahead I’m a radical Straight up ahead I’m a radical Straight up ahead I’m a radical Straight up ahead I’m a radical Straight up ahead I’m a radical

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10th Anniversary Reissue of "Hanging by A Thread" by NYC's TSI. Album has been fully remixed and remastered and the digital artwork booklet has been updated.

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released October 20, 2020

Geoff Lenox: Vocals, Harmonica, Synths/FX, Samples
Dirty Migz: Guitars
Fernando Rosario: Bass
Texas Clamp: Drums
Scott Treibitz: Piano

Produced by: Joe Hogan, Alex Rude, T.S.I.
Engineered by: Joe Hogan
Mixed by: Ariel Levine
Mastered by: Gentry Studer at Epicenter Mastering

Artwork by Geoff Lenox
Photography by Caitlin Casella

"Jonestown" written by: Dirty Migz/Geoff Lenox
"Make it Mine" written by: Geoff Lenox
"Victory or Death" written by: Dirty Migz/Geoff Lenox
"Mess" written by: Geoff Lenox
"Hands Off My Rock N' Roll" written by: Dirty Migz/Geoff Lenox
"Stick it to You" written by: Dirty Migz/Geoff Lenox
"New York Drone" written by: Solomon Gezari/Geoff Lenox
"I'll be Here Standing" written by: Geoff Lenox
"Left Behind" written by: Dirty Migz/Geoff Lenox
"Radical" written by: Geoff Lenox

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