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The George HraBand performs: White Noise

WHITE NOISE The George HraBand Live at Musikfest 2025 Recorded live in Bethlehem PA Musikfest, Liederplatz Stage Thursday Aug.7th, 2025 100% Live recording • no overdubs • no edits The George HraBand is: Eric Kenlin • drums & vocals Vinnie Puccio • bass Kiera Wilhelm • vocals & percussion CJ Steinway • keyboards George Hrab • guitar & vocals White Noise is from the album Terpsichore words and music by George Hrab WHITE NOISE Shhh—use your inside voice… Now Tuck Tuck Goose is up to his tricks while his mamma’s busy chilling those frozen fish sticks. C-c-clicks that pay with their views and their eyes while he spews while he lies while he chooses to disguise • the place he’s from, he’s just a regular guy, well this regular guy used to wear a bow tie and with some trusty funded effort and some thumbs in the pie, he can say his collar’s blue but it’s a dishonest dye. White whine spewing out like a right-wing sneeze he can ramp it to commercial with his expert tease. Tailoring whole cloth with the greatest of ease false fact false tact, false fall on knees. False flag, real drag, false thanks, false please. I can’t conceive that you believe in all the stuff you misperceive. Can you explain what you fear? Why you’re so aggravated? No I really can’t define it I just know it when I hate it. Saying that it’s freedom that he’s feeding from the bottom of the barrel hey Bob hey Carol hey Teddy tell Alice that the chalice from his palace is empty after raging and engaging in conspiracy. If it’s so obvious to you why is it ludicrous to me that anyone would sail on his hypocrisy, we better batten down the hatches better weatherproof the matches, please agree vocally, quietly. Shhh—use your inside voice… Now who’s this here all American made, square head, square jaw, deck chair decade. Quite a nasty fungus growing in Limbo’s shade, but it’s tasty if you mix it with a little Kool-Aid. Well a huge manatee talking crap can guarantee that the boats tied in the harbor won’t be sinking any further (is it farther?) why bother, I don’t know go ask MacArthur. He can explain simply, why we all must agree, that the military, should get all the money, but those that may be hungry, are simply all too lazy. And so a public discourse, upon a private golf course, a pristine path some simple math replace the smart with the hoarse. Smoke ’em if you got just not on camera, ‘cause who would trust a pundit with the breath of Gamera? You see that’s what’s important to the ones in the flock, you can call for violence but don’t dare mismatch a sock. A straight face is what they need in multiple ways, so arch the brow, fix the gaze, it’s the thing that’s very vital if you peddle fear, it’s what you see, while it’s said, makes no diff what you hear. A face that’s bare, an empty prayer, a nom de guerre, a doctrinaire Does that explain, how inhumane, can entertain, an addled brain Will they adore, forever more, this tug of war, they’re pining for A divorcee, a draft dodgee, a dry Chablis, disquietly. Shhh—use your inside voice… A bleeding sheep’s heart a cheater’s cheap cheating chart, to misinform is the norm, this is your porn it ain’t art. How can you in a single breath announce that you’re number one, then distress about the mess that the mainstream has spun? You’re spouting way too hard with such a limp dictum, you’re only happy when you get to be victor and victim. Shouting is the norm with a booming platform pushing a proxy indignation to a silver Foxy foaming generation. Not all you’re thinking needs to be said that’s the joy of having voices just inside of your head. So while you look into the camera and you spew white noise remember your vocabulary has a passing voice. And it’s mostly just a matter of a ticking clock ’til ratings fall, chopping block, and then your outside voice will begin to be in. No rush, just hush. GeorgeHrab.com GeologicPodcast.com GeorgeHrab.bandcamp.com