Music Monday: Until Morale Improves the Beatings Will Continue by Murder By Death

It’s been a while since I’ve made a Music Monday post, but as Winnipeg enters another lockdown, I couldn’t help but get this old favourite stuck in my head. Stay safe, friends!

“ninety days of sweat and dirt feels like one night when you’ve got nothing left
till there’s nothing left to do but die

buckshot is my bread and I’ll drink whiskey instead of water cause I can’t stand to be sober in this place

your hands on my face every step of the way tryin’ to peel away the pain”