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2016

by Gabagool

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Back Off Warchild. Seriously. It’s like Mr. Bungle meets Modest Mouse in the best way possible. Favorite track: Everything is Fleeting (feat. Cody Beck).
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I want you to know me Stars and screams in my belly Pick me up like your groceries Stock my heart in your pantry These are broken times These are unfixable, cracked fuckin' times When the ground gets crushed... The earth just crumbles around us I tried to sketch a sketch of your eyes I find it troubling you look so surprised We hop through the middle, where the fissures grow wide I'll see you if and when we get to the other side The Earth just mumbles some farewell spell Doesn't show regret, as far as I can tell The universe just struggles to show me Horrors I have not dreamt of already The fight (Fight!) just always leads me right back to you I sharpen up my words, but I don't know what to do We both started singing our salty goodbyes My gut finally caves in, but I refuse to die! The Earth just mumbles some farewell spell Doesn't show regret, as far as I can tell The universe just struggles to show me Horrors I have not dreamt of already We both started singing our salty goodbyes My gut finally caves in, but I refuse to die... I let you go but I'll let you go, and Try not to think about it... Oh, let's keep it dead forever Let's make it dead forever Let's keep it dead forever! Let's keep it dead forever Well, it's a fight you want? Well, it's a fight you'll get I crashed your jet Well, I tied your knot And that night you flaunt? Well, it's the night we met The night I suckered you That's when you said "y not?" Well, it's a fight you want? Well, it's a fight you'll get I crashed your jet Well, I tied your knot And that night you flaunt? Well, it's the night we met The night I suckered you That's when you said "why not?" It's a fight you want It's a fight you'll get I crashed your jet I tied your knot
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2016 06:39
Separation! Be cool, don't grind yourself away Better days soon You'll find, your mind is your parade You've got new time To realize How to survive At the bottom of the bottom of the bottom, yea He's got future in his eyes He's gonna sharpen up his game He's gonna save the world with his heartbeat, oh! And what a year for livin' If only they knew what was coming He's gonna make 'em feel the berrrn He's gotta make sure the lesser of the evils ain't the only choice And what a year, and what a year, and what a year And in the end Despite his work He couldn't save it If only this brand new world could entertain him His blood-red eyes His stoic vibe He's short of time He had a run that would topple Ted Koppel, y'all He's got the future in his eyes He's gonna sharpen up his game He's gonna save the world with his heartbeat, oh! And what a year for livin' If only they knew what was coming This fool's got a new job! He put brand new sheets on his bed! What you think about that? And what a year, and what a year, and what a year Oh, a casual dip in her shallows could surely retrieve, yet not fully perceive the treasure of her light Her gaze, like a saccharine blade, transforms me - tears through me, without reason or mercy Her hips move with me, in an old-fashioned rhythm we haven't performed since the 1930s The ravens on head are thick in a jealous frenzy. Leaving themselves behind to taunt me, but to ensure she wasn't quite fantasy She fills me up with extraordinary disease Her heart's a game - a dance that breaks my knees Cauldron in the jungle: the most toxic poison I've ever had Her whispered rhythms match my heartbeat A new song is just beginning A new song is just beginning She fills me up with extraordinary disease Her heart's a game - a dance that breaks my knees Cauldron in the jungle: the most toxic potion I've ever had Her whispered rhythms match my heartbeat A new song is just beginni- Gonna party! Gonna fight! Gonna drunk, and get some tonight! Gonna eat too many nachos And watch some DS9 Cry into my cat's fat belly And live like a goddamn legend tonight! Gonna party! Gonna fight! Gonna drunk, and real bummed tonight Gonna eat too many nachos And watch some DS9 Cry into my cat's fat belly And sleep like a goddamn baby tonight! Gonna party! Gonna fight! Gonna drunk, and get some tonight! Gonna eat too many nachos And watch some DS9 Cry into my cat's fat belly And live like a goddamn legend tonight! Gonna party! Gonna fight! Gonna drunk, and real bummed tonight Gonna eat too many nachos And watch some DS9 Cry into my cat's fat belly And sleep like a goddamn baby tonight!
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Alpha Pig 02:02
I get the feeling We're doing the right thing Gonna empty my pockets out And let you have your way with me, well I may be wrong about the muck you clean your feet in You've got your alpha pig, I've got my self esteem here, well What does it matter in the long run? I found my family album in a bottle of Beam They sucked me dry They put the pinchers on me Give 'em one more turn They'll have me working in the kitchen again, well I may be wrong about the cost of doing business We've all got answers, I've got bones to pick my teeth with, well What does it matter in the long run? Such an ugly creature and it wants to eat - it NEEDS to eat! Hey! Son of a gun, I did it again I shot my teeth right out of my head Son of a gun, I did it again I shot my teeth right out of my head Son of a gun, I did it again I shot my teeth right out of my head Son of a gun, I did it again I shot my teeth right out of my head Son of a gun, I did it again I shot my teeth right out of my head Son of a gun, I did it again I shot my teeth right out of my head! What does it matter in the long run?
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Sewing up your secret dress Your lips are the color of avalanche And your mixed up, mongrel spirit Has the shake-me-lightly blues Go figure out your mystery About how many people you'd like to be I'll stay in my hurricane And keep my eye on you She been shopping underground She's a hard-nosed banker of my misery And I'm liable to go down In the books as a robber - she'll understand my thievery Forced to wear the liars share I'm a six foot of nothin' in my underwear I got three modes of decomposition And my organs need tuned Scream if you want, hell, the room is on fire Crawl in the cave, with your shoes on tighter Tighter than your pockets were When all the shit went down She been shopping underground She's a hard-nosed banker of my misery And I'm liable to mark down The terms of the loan of her credit love All the faces she made when she stepped on my heart Her eyes were knives as she cut me apart Her flesh became an evil thing Her voice was worse than Springsteen! I can't believe she ruined me I won't believe she'd do that to me I don't believe she ruined me, no! I can't remember if we were running Away from this thing, or towards the pain And everyone was cheering us on, As if they only knew... Your feet in the air! Your mind and body Chopping me up with your psychic karate But I've got the high ground, oh Ani! I said, don't you try it! She been shopping underground She's a hard-nosed banker of my misery And I'm liable to mark down The terms of the loan of her credit love All the faces she made when she stepped on my heart Her eyes were knives as she cut me apart Her flesh became an evil thing Her voice was worse than Springsteen! I can't believe she ruined me I won't believe she'd do that to me I don't believe she ruined me, no
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A Fine Snack 08:30
I know you can't be trusted I know you can't see It's not your silver spoon, and... It's no conspiracy I fear the other boot, but I love a good mystery I'll shake your best intentions Shake them right out my tree My song's awakened! But my soul's a-weakened Such fine resistance! But just on the weekend The thing of it is... The thing of it is... You know it's always, always Been this way You know the clench is coming I know you think I don't know I'm telling you, we're already diamonds We were coal long, long ago I fake the scream and... I fake my bewilderment I've seen this play out the same Every time, it's a crying shame, but My song's awakened! But my soul's a-weakened Such fine resistance! But just on the weekend The thing of it is... The thing of it is... You know it's always, always Been this way My god! It's a whale, it's a whirlpool! Let's find out what you weigh, what you wield What you owe My god, man! Face your fear! We made it here! We came all this way - came all this way... Ohhh, my song's awakened! But my soul's a-weakened Such fine resistance! But just on the weekend The thing of it is... The thing of it is... You know it's always, always Been this way My god! It's a whale, it's a whirlpool! Let's find out what you weigh, what you wield What you owe My god, man! Face your fear! We made it here! We came all this way - came all this way... To be gobbled up!
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And with the way The curves in her frame Just make me think "lo-fi" A crack in the mirror Might help my day go by Remember your words They turned me, in turn To face the orchestra If you're the conductor, girl I'm the genius that booked the show Here in this garbage pit Poor little worm He missed his turn To help his weak little body thrive The earliest bird Her passions a pain And had a fame that kept her alive Get off-a my couch, they Gotta come and carry my bones away Hop on the trolley I'm gonna find us a better way Well howdy, we can sleep on the bar, hey! Don't doubt it, kid, you'll wake up a star, hey Shut me down I have no bearing to navigate This kind of sea train What am I doing? I think I should stop! Running my mouth won't fix it Shaving my head won't cut it, no! I'm a meat grinder I'm a slow driver I've got the stomach to take more and more and more - and more I've counted the ways We could have avoided it all this time Five hundred away We followed the snake He wanted to be the fattest snake in the tide Cracking my knuckles won't fight them Shutting my eyes won't make it go away I'm a meat grinder I'm a slow driver I'm not ashamed to admit We took too big of a bite Get over! Get to it! Get your own Get outside And start your thing! Get older! Hop to it! Gotta get down with your bad self Don't stunt - don't front Just slip out the door and keep movin' Feast or famine! What I follows my beat, oh lord They fought me off And they buried my heartache What kind of man puts together a plan like this? Not me, Dr. Laura, now - not me, Dr. Laura Oh, we're in the pocket now Just in the pocket We're in the pocket now They put me in the pocket My poor soul goes a mile a day, oh son Don't shake me til I'm wide awake, oh lord! She fought it She never wanted my stupid love, anyway So I'm done Fuck I'm a meat grinder I'm a slow driver
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Lots of people staring at the moon Like they don't own it Not to be judgmental But their bloody eyes are sewn in I ring the bell just long enough To keep from cryin' He's diggin' around in his thirties for something, For anything new That boy's got fire! Man, he's cookin' a up a hot one! Last to dinner, first to hell The existential shotgun My inner Odo tells my feet to keep on walkin' These shape-shifting blues Got me looking for my own Dominion Everything is fleeting It's the good-old way Every moment is forgotten already You know I can't even wait And by god, we've got big plans For dyin' in our dreams Everything is so damned fleeting I can't wait to get to sleep Such a lonely, lonely guy Such a lonely I found the keys in the pocket Of my best friend's best friend She never thought it was messed up But the adversary of my adversary Thinks that it's respectable To keep playing that dirty Game that has haunted the best of my days So tell everybody I'm out here Still wasting away Going crazy like a solitary salesman They never said it would be comfortable But the other coin that they stole From my funeral offering Could burn a hole through their goddamn Hand for all I could fuckin' care! Everything is fleeting It's the good-old way Every moment is forgotten already You know I can't even wait, no no By god! We've got big plans For dyin' in our dreams Everything is so damned fleeting I can't wait to get to sleep
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2019 07:03
You know I can't run I can't hide I got a big bully operator In charge of my life It sets me up Like a fax machine With no business for being In twenty hundred sixteen So useless, but putting on a big show anyway And I just want someone to pull my plug out I think there's something wrong with me A lack of pure love Takes the fight right out of me Like a prima ballerina Dancing out of key My neck is full of mystery You know, my back is my worst enemy And my fever-riddled final performance Is quite on-point And I just want someone to crawl in a hole with I think there's something wrong with me And I just need someone to save me from my filth Ghosts and games Bartles and Jaymes We got yachts for days On these atomic waves Ghosts and games Bartles and Jaymes We got yachts for days On these atomic waves And I can't see the rain in the air With your menagerie making nests in my hair Creating some kind of nectar For all of those babies in there And I can see you hanging around With your alcohol, crashing all my parties Don't speak my name three times Unless you want to be stuck with me, oh lawd But you can't have fun without pizza And you can't pick a fight for free I guess we wrapped up everything In bloody cellophane and It worries me - oh, it worries me Oh you can't have fun without pizza And you can't skirt a fight for free But I insisted on a picture Of my gooey brain and It worries me - oh, it worries me There's a moment when the coin's in the air Before it falls back down to your hand That you know which way You want that sumbitch to land You can't have fun without pizza And you can't have a fire without something to burn But you invited all your friends And your co-workers and It worries me - oh, woe is me! You can't have fun without pizza And you can't face your thoughts for free But I survived all the nightmares With only a belly ache and It worries me - oh, it worries me And if it don't fit Don't force it!

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released February 14, 2021

All songs written, produced, and mixed in Bowling Green, KY by Shelby Neil Smith. Drums & Vocals recorded and all songs mastered at Nightmare House by Jared McKinney. All instruments performed and programmed by Shelby Neil Smith, except for drumset by Matt Devore on all songs, fiddle by Cody Beck on Everything is Fleeting, and backup vocals by Neena Hook and Jessica Kenney on Alpha Pig and Slow Driver. Cover photo and flower arrangement by Jules Sandlin (juleswiththeflowers.com)

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