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A shotgun marriage of punks' get-up n go sneer with rock-n-roll's down and dirty side, Zeke's early material is the stuff of legend. The music is less songs than stripped down, juiced up blasts of adrenaline stuffed with drill-sergeant vocals, break-neck drumming, and blistering solos. There is no fluff and no margin for error, just relentless energy and maximum attitude. Like a giant middle finger in the face of fashion, Super Sound Racing exhibits all the full-throttle, fast-n-furious rock action that is Zeke's calling card. Remastered and repackaged for an even more wild ride. Ride with Zeke!

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released April 4, 2006

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Zeke Seattle, Washington

ZEKE established a nasty disposition while cutting teeth on their own brash hardcore punk. ZEKE formed in 1993 with an original lineup of Blind Marky Felchtone, Donny Paycheck, Mark Pierce, and Dizzy Lee Roth. The band’s first release was 1993’s ‘West Seattle Acid Party’ single on Wrecking Ball Records. ZEKE then set out to bring their energetic recordings to the stage. ... more

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Track Name: Slut
every day's another day, another day in sin. spread her dirty legs for you and let you slide it in. i know that the meat tastes sweeter on the other side, but i got everything i need. i never even tried. horny fuckin' slut, she's just a horny fuckin' slut. threatening to tear her up. a special little bitch. let's me take it out on her just when i get the itch. after number six i had another cigarette. reached around and realized the floor was gettin' wet...
Track Name: Tuned Out
i'm so tuned in i feel left out. i don't know what i'm all about. i talk too much, i never shut up. can't you see, i'm drinkin' from from a broken cup. i can't drive a car. so i grab a metro bus, and i drive it real, real far. c'mon baby, let me show you how. be like me. come on and just tune out. i'm tuned out. i know every one. but they all know that sometimes man, i just ain't no fun.
Track Name: Relapse
just got back from fayetteville, i used to call it home. my back is broke, my head is hurt. i'm feeling so alone. yeah, man, just like the last time my brain is in a sling. man, just like the last time i need a fuckin' sting. relapse. first it's down to caitlin's. she opens up the door. give her 50 dollars man. so i can finally score. than it's down to donny's. he's waiting there for me. shootin' up in the bathroom in my mopar super bee. alright now. relapse. hope another eighth will get me right.
Track Name: Chiva
woke up this morning and crawled out of bed. eight days of sickness. i'm better off dead.
Track Name: Runnin' Shine
well now down deep in the ozarks man, there were i was born, my grandfather owned a still and raised a field of corn. he told me boy, you gonna carry on this family tradition, then he willed me the still plus all the guns and ammunition. you better start runnin' when the bullets start to fly. you better understand you face flash in the sky. i'm runnin' shine. my grandfather taught me all the secrets of the trade, he taught me how to drink and sell the best of what i made. he taught me how to utilize the guns and ammunition and he taught me how to deal with those who envied my position. one day sheriff gerald coltrane came a knockin' at my door, he told me you won't be makin' that corn liquor no more. i finally got to utilize the guns and ammunition and i finally got to deal with whose who envied my position.
Track Name: Wreckin' Machine
my baby is a wreckin machine. spoonful of soul. don't you know? listening to frightning, trashin' all my new rigs. my dilaudid milkshake. operation clam bake.
Track Name: Holley 750
you know that holley 4-jet power is my one and only goal. open up the throttle, let the gas air mixture flow. bolt the carburetor to the intake manifold. 750 cfm is gold. holley 750, man. i got the rockin' intake system, got the galaxie that flies. high performance, racin' cam right before my eyes. 700 horses tearin' ass on down the road.
Track Name: 302 Cubic Inch V-8 Powered Blues
You better not start that car
You better not start that car
You better not.........

You better not start that car
You better not start that car
You better not.........

You better not start that car
You better not start that car
You better not........

I'm a motherfucker when I get behind the wheel
I'm a loser I'm an asshole, don't know how to feel,
yea........aaaaoooooohwwwwww

You better not start that car
You better not start that car
You better not.........

You better not start that car
You better not start that car
You better not........

I'm a motherfucker when I get behind the wheel
I'm a loser I'm an asshole, don't know how to feel,
yea........
Track Name: Maybe Someday
my hair fell out in great big heaps. there is no hope for my fuckin' teeth. maybe someday i'll learn. and my right leg keeps goin' out. and i think my left hand got the goute. maybe someday i'll learn. but for now i just keep blowin' of today. and i'm not what you'd call real, real smart. and i don't know jack shit about art. you say my guitar she won't take me far, but i love hangin' out in thhose sleazy bars. maybe someday i'll learn. but for now i just keep blowin' of today. and i got this real fucked up phone job, so it's your house next that i gonna rob. and i never can stay out off jail, cause i never can make the god damned bail. and i have a hard time tryin' cope. so i tend to do way to much dope. and i can't go on much longer this way. all my friends think i turned gay. maybe someday i'll learn. but for now i just keep blowin' of today.
Track Name: Galaxie 500
i gave you something you never thought you'd have. think about that ache in the back of your thighs but you say it's alright. this love is runnin' like my car, my galaxie 500. don't try to escape. 124 m.p.h. my darling. i hope you understand. this drug that makes me feel so good.
Track Name: Highway Star
nobody can take my car. nobody can make it this far. go! go! nobody can take my car. nobody on this highway, nobody can keep me at bay. go! go! nobody can take my car. on this highway i'm a highway star.
Track Name: Schmidt Value Pack
schmidt value pack. everybody's favorite. yeah, impossible, i'm drunk yeah. yeah.
Track Name: Rid
how you gonna get rid of me, you can't get rid of me. still watchin' your t.v. still smokin' your cigarettes. whenever you need abuse, you'll know just where i'll be. sick of my bullshit and my insanity.
Track Name: Relapse (Remix)
just got back from fayetteville, i used to call it home. my back is broke, my head is hurt. i'm feeling so alone. yeah, man, just like the last time my brain is in a sling. man, just like the last time i need a fuckin' sting. relapse. first it's down to caitlin's. she opens up the door. give her 50 dollars man. so i can finally score. than it's down to donny's. he's waiting there for me. shootin' up in the bathroom in my mopar super bee. alright now. relapse. hope another eighth will get me right.