2013 MAMAS WINNER! Best Hard Rock/Punk Album

BARISTACIDE REUNION SHOW
with Sexy Ester, Red Tape Diaries
Saturday, June 28 at The Frequency

Baristacide is a post-punk post-pop post-office band from Madison, WI. The band produces mind-numbingly painful pop melodies and bizarre-yet-catchy lyrics inspired by Iggy Pop, David Bowie, Joy Division, Devo and other less respectable artists.

By combining powerpop, new wave, goth rock and loads of pop rocks and cola, Baristacide mercilessly delivers intoxicating melodies with mindless lyrics, all wrapped in a whole-wheat tortilla of punk amateurism. Being the sonic burrito that it is, Baristacide eventually will spill all of its contents out onto the audience's lap in a show of solidarity which is symbolic of whatever gustatory auto-eroticism the brilliant future might hold. In this way, Baristacide aims to appeal to the lowest common denominator of popular music. In other words, Baristacide is bitchin'.

Danceable yet a little bit disturbing, the music will leave audiences begging for more and perhaps also in need of open-heart surgery. Baristacide is artsy yet whorish. The sound is sunshine and rain. The performance is Heaven and Hell. Capes and boots. North Korean grooves. Rocks and rolls. We know that's not very helpful, but you should have given up reading this blurb by now.

Educational Davis - vocals, guitar, synth, "from downtown!!!"
Poncho Pilot - guitar, vocals, (anti-)art, panned oscillations
Jonny Sucrose - drums, frugality, whimsy
Van Mojo - bass, flux capacitor, assimilation

UPCOMING SHOWS

Saturday, June 28, 2014 - The Frequency
Amazing Technicolor Baristacide Reunion Show

Sexy Ester - Red Tape Diaries

PAST SHOWS

Friday, June 7, 2013 - The Frequency
The Gusto - Go Go Slow - Southside Stranglers - The Catastrophe

Friday, May 31, 2013 - Mickey's Tavern
Bes Monde - The Lurk Hards

Sunday, May 26, 2013 - Wurst Times III
Too many bands to list!

Saturday, May 11, 2013 - Mr. Robert's
Damidol - _ashAria_

Saturday, April 27, 2013 - The Warehouse (La Crosse)
Whole lotta bands

Friday, April 26, 2013 - Nottingham Co-op
Several DJ's and bands!

Wednesday, April 24, 2013 - Knuckle Down Saloon
The Flavor That Kills

Saturday, March 30, 2013 - The Inferno
Sexy Ester - Tiger Clutch

Saturday, March 16, 2013 - Mickey's Tavern
Venus in Furs - Londres Grand

Saturday, March 9, 2013 - The Crystal Corner
The Motorz - TL;DR

Saturday, March 2, 2013 - The Frequency
Counterfeit i - Woodson

Friday, February 15, 2013 - The Crunchy Frog (Green Bay)
Not Exactly Heroes

Saturday, December 29, 2012 - High Noon Saloon
The Choons - Sexy Ester - The Kundelas

Saturday, December 22, 2012 - The Frequency
Narrow Vines - Wall of Funk

Friday, December 14, 2012 - WSUM 91.7 FM
Chance the Rapper - The Earthlings

Thursday, December 13, 2012 - Badger Bowl
Stereo Side Effect

Friday, November 30, 2012 - Mickey's Tavern
Sexy Ester - The Type

Saturday, November 10, 2012 - Pumphouse Bar & Grille (Baraboo)
Order of the Jackal - Londres Grand - Dead Apples - Tiny Riots - Sky Road Fly - Colorphase

Tuesday, November 6, 2012 - The Frequency
Ghostwriter - Kisser

Friday, November 2, 2012 - Frank's Power Plant (Milwaukee)
The World Record - The Lilies

Saturday, October 27, 2012 - Dragonfly Lounge
The New Lepers - Sir!NoSir! - Royal Station

Monday, October 22, 2012 - High Noon Saloon
The Soft White Sixties

Saturday, October 13, 2012 - The Wisco
Mr. Hipster - The Kundelas

Tuesday, October 9, 2012 - The Wisco
The Stanleys - Mr. Hipster - Damidol

Thursday, September 20, 2012 - Badger Bowl
The Cliffs of Insanity - Shallow Affect

Sunday, September 16, 2012 - Township (Chicago)
The Flips - Draft Week - The Avantist

Friday, August 31, 2012 - The Frequency
Sexy Ester - Mayda - Lucrezio

Thursday, August 23, 2012 - The Frequency
F. Stokes - The Flips - Headlines - The Dirty Feathers

Sunday, August 5, 2012 - Dragonfly Lounge
Daymoths - The New Lepers - Damidol

Saturday, July 28, 2012 - Grimes Fest
Things Falling Apart - Handmedown Satellites - Dharma Dogs - Golden Donna - Marsden Baker Funk Metal Odyssey - Fuzzy Bunnies of Death - Hospital Garden - The New Lepers - N. Coylar P

Friday, July 20, 2012 - The Rigby
Anna Wang and the Oh Boys - Sexy Ester - A Torrid Affair - Brandy Held

Saturday, June 30, 2012 - The Frequency
The Stanleys - The Type - The Motorz

Thursday, June 28, 2012 - Mr. Robert's
The Kundelas

Friday, June 15, 2012 - The Rigby
Anna Wang and the Oh Boys - Brandy Held

Friday, May 25, 2012 - Dragonfly Lounge
The Founding Fathers

Saturday, May 26, 2012 - Mickey's Tavern
Giant People - The New Year's Gang

Sunday, May 27, 2012 - Wurst Times II
Too many bands to list!

Friday, May 18, 2012 - The Wisco
Sexy Ester - PHOX

Friday, May 4, 2012 - The Red Line Tap (Chicago)
Depravos de la Mour - The Telepaths

Saturday, April 21, 2012 - Route 20 Bar & Grill (Freeport)
Sexy Ester - The Living Statues

Friday, April 13, 2012 - The Rigby
The Type - The Dumb Downs

Monday, March 26, 2012 - High Noon Saloon
Sir!NoSir!

Sunday, March 18, 2012 - The Frequency
Shallow Affect - Granite

Thursday, February 9, 2012 - The Frequency
The Living Statues - Fight Nice

Saturday, January 28, 2012 - Mickey's Tavern
S.S. Web - Anna Wang & The Oh Boys

Saturday, January 21, 2012 - The Wisco
Damidol - Mrs. Butterworth's

Saturday, December 31, 2011 - Mickey's Tavern
Sexy Ester - The Lonesome Savages - The Manginas

Wednesday, November 9, 2011 - High Noon Saloon
The Drain - The Type - Tom Teslik

Saturday, September 24, 2011 - The Frequency
Sexy Ester - The Choons - Anna Wang & The Oh Boys

Saturday, July 9, 2011 - The Wisco
The Kundelas

Sunday, May 22, 2011 - High Noon Saloon
The Cliffs of Insanity - The Perennials

Friday, April 29, 2011 - Mercury Cafe
The Black Caps

Monday, April 4, 2011 - High Noon Saloon
The Choons - The Drain

Friday, April 1, 2011 - Mercury Cafe
The Black Caps - Art Paul Schlosser - FORWARD! Marching Band

Saturday, March 12, 2011 - Rock Island Cafe (Neenah)
Cody P & Sammy B

Friday, January 28, 2011 - The Wisco
Dharma Dogs - Head On Electric

Wednesday, December 1, 2010 - The Frequency
The Penfield Mood Organ - The Paramedics - Aktar Aktar - The Jake Paul Band

Friday, July 16, 2010 - Mickey's Tavern
The Transgressions - The Gecko Limelight

PROPAGANDA

"One would reasonably expect Baristacide's songs to slather on the oddness rather thickly. And they do, but the hooks keep things on track. [...] The song "Hot Pot Unbeliever" makes the same bet the great band Sparks did: that distractingly warped vocals and lyrics can be reconciled with catchy fundamentals."
-- The Isthmus: MadTracks

"[Import] preserves Baristacide's addictive post-punk flavors and their delicious sense of humor, which emerges in howls, goofy rhythms and a tale about "a groovy woman in her 50s" on "Juggernazi Dream." Album opener "Careers" starts with vocals that sound like Elvis on Quaaludes, and the mayhem that ensues is a time capsule of the band's crazy live shows."
-- The Isthmus: My top Madison albums of 2013

"Baristacide put on an energetic show, playing "pop punk for people who hate pop punk" according to their business card. I was familiar with their sound from the little desk session we had just before the New Year. The session should be released in the next couple of weeks, but they blew me away when there was a crowd to perform to rather than the couches in The Daily Cardinal office."
-- The Daily Cardinal: Never fear, rock 'n' roll isn't dead yet

"If you don't know Educational Davis and his rag tag band of fellow merry makers than you don't know a good time. Settle in to a show and watch the former No and Maybe Game/Shanghai Party Boss co-front man blow your mind with his original power pop punk. Beware of the front row... Eddy is known for taking a tumble off the stage every now and then."
-- Dane101: The top ten Madison bands that you've probably never heard of

"Featuring members of The No and Maybe Game and The Penfield Mood Organ, this local quartet pairs punk drumming with dance-friendly melodies, New Wave flourishes and lyrics that furrow eyebrows."
-- The Isthmus: New Year's Eve is Madison's biggest night for local tunes

"Wrap your arms around the New Year with an immersion experience into eclectic music. Sexy Ester, Lonesome Savages, The Manginas, Jakeleg, and Baristacide will help fans taste-test genres from Rockabilly to Nu-Jazz."
-- The A.V. Club's nearly complete Madison New Year's Eve guide

WHAT THE HELL DID HE JUST SAY

Bob's Song
Canal
Careers
Curses of the Faithful
Don't Wake Up, Natasha
George's Song
Ghoulie What Are You?
Homeless Feeling
Hot Pot Unbeliever
I'm Not Drivin'
It Seems Your Head is Damaged
I've Been Waiting for All You Fuckers
Juggernazi Dream
Mama Take Them Clothes Off
Man in the Back of the Haunted House
NK Girl
Oars in Hands (Row Row Row)
One Way Out
Pam
Seriously, I Really Mean It This Time
Talk to Clare
The Arrival
The Only Thing I'll Ever Do
You Just Can't
Your Army

BOB'S SONG

In geometry, a hypotenuse is the longest side of a right-angled triangle, the side opposite of the right angle. The length of the hypotenuse of a right triangle can be found using the Pythagorean theorem, which states that the square of the length of the hypotenuse equals the sum of the squares of the lengths of the other two sides. For example, if one of the other sides has a length of 3 (when squared, 9) and the other has a length of 4 (when squared, 16), then their squares add up to 25. The length of the hypotenuse is the square root of 25, that is, 5. So he told me this story of when he crashed into Alpine Valley to see the mosh king.

Lah lah lah lah lah lah lah
Is this Tiananmen Square?!
Uh luh luh luh luh luh luh
Right here in my own kitchen!
Lah lah lah lah lah lah lah
Live free live free live free live free LIVE FREEEEEEE

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CANAL

Oh how we slave in the bright day
Soon the night will come the shack gets swept away
Don't worry the invincible hours and the caustic powers that be will see us through
Your tears will raise our son as I come floating back to you

Born in this dream, born in this stream
Born in this dream, born in this stream
Born in this dream, born in this stream
Born in this dream, born in this stream

High oh as the water drags me down
They couldn't hear the sound of
Progress marching over men
And over hills and back again

We'll call him John and he'll be strong he'll take the reins of this damn town
Once a strange he'll arrange to have that river work for him
And once again the face of fear will be employed
Churning out paper in a mill by the side of the river that destroyed his daddy

Born in this dream, born in this stream
Born in this dream, born in this stream
Born in this dream, born in this stream
Born in this dream, born in this stream

High oh as the water drags me down
They couldn't hear the sound of
Progress marching over men
And over hills and back again

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CAREERS

I come home
I kiss my wife
I feed my children
I get on a horse
And walk away

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CURSES OF THE FAITHFUL

(This is my best guess... --Van Mojo)

Oh can't you feel our dead skin's walking
Oh can't you feel that last decay
I've been waiting for the death of love
The sheets to dry and the walls to sigh
From the weight of holding this roof above our heads

But have you seen my favorite shirt
The one you wore when I made you hurt
The one adorned with thorns and tethered
To the simple words I will love you forever

But time will tell on you
Make you feel like we're brand new
Make you think the peak's been passed
But we'll be going nowhere fast

Ice in me and lies in you
A broken life and a house in two
All the ways love finds us
Like a patient shadow

See my love I filled your cup
Cause I can't give this heartache up
Over wine make your breath mine
Outlast the martyr as we

Dine tonight in curses of the faithful
And all these dreams around us
We pull them down in chains of steel
Dine tonight in curses of the faithful
That kingdom that confounds us
Comes crumbling down in a world so real

A cold spotlight and the show is done
An empty cross in the setting sun
And all these things we've seen before
A long white hall to a white closed door

So I kick your clothes at the foot of my bed
And curse the truth in the words you said
And curse each wasted sleepless night
When you snag that hope and held so tight

But darling I'm not leaving you
That's not something I could do
Cause I can heal and I can cry
And I can pray and I can die

Ice in me and lies in you
A broken life and a house in two
All the ways love finds us
Like a patient shadow

See my love I filled your cup
Cause I can't give this heartache up
Over wine make your breath mine
Outlast the martyr as we

Dine tonight in curses of the faithful
And all these dreams around us
We pull them down in chains of steel
Dine tonight in curses of the faithful
That kingdom that confounds us
Comes crumbling down in a world so real

Boredom is death and death is boredom
Drowning on the shoals with the ghost in the blues
I'm alone with you and myself too
Nothing burns just stop waiting

For a ship that never comes
For a ship that never comes
For a ship that never comes
For a ship that never comes

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DON'T WAKE UP, NATASHA

(This is my best guess... --Van Mojo)

Like a mannequin in a golden state
And my tits still aching from the two minutes hate
And the blood and the crowd chasing death that holds us
Don't wake up Natasha

Oh your lies oh your lies my dear
Tonight the truth I fear
The hideous light of the night so clear says
Don't wake up Natasha

Ai yi yi yi yi ya yeah my idiot legs
And I can't walk around with my idiot legs
Ai yi yi yi yi ya yeah my idiot legs
And I can't walk away with my idiot legs

No they can't see us
Hiding inside of that dirty old river

To the right go a thousand lovers
For the right to go before the others
Today I'll be the one who waits
Tonight beside the only hate

For the right to see the lions feast
To the right to wipe off all disease
Frank was burned by the fire that holds us
Don't wake up Natasha

Ai yi yi yi yi ya yeah my idiot legs
And I can't walk around with my idiot legs
Ai yi yi yi yi ya yeah my idiot legs
And I can't walk away with my idiot legs

No they can't see us
Hiding inside of that dirty old river
No they can't see us
Hiding inside of that dirty old river

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GEORGE'S SONG

Fuck you bitch, you shouldn't mess around with Lenny
He was a really nice guy
He was Lenny

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GHOULIE WHAT ARE YOU?

Ghoulie what are you, what are you in friendship
Ghoulie when are you, when are you in need
Ghoulie what are you, what are you in friendship
Ghoulie when are you, when are you in need

Ay ay ya ya
Ay ay ya ya
Ay ay ya ya
Ay ay ya ya

Ay ay ya ya
Ay ay ya ya
Ay ay ya ya
Ay ay ya ya

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HOMELESS FEELING

If the cold man feeds another number
To a scrum of bankers and oil tankers
You can stand by me and watch with me
Feel that run down joyful homeless feeling

If the bridge goes out for want of water
And the horse delivers across the river
You can watch with me and stand by me
Feel that run down joyful homeless feeling

Watch me fall into this pit
I've been waiting 30 days to fit
Watch me fall into this pit
I've been waiting 30 days to fit

Wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo
Wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo
Wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo
Wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo

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HOT POT UNBELIEVER

I'm just a runnin away from my old man today
Take his money and fill with bread
Take his wife and leave him dead
I'm just a runnin away to the hills today
Don't you try to look so sad
Don't forget I killed your dad

Hot pot unbeliever
Hot pot unbeliever
You've got scales, I'm on rails
We'll survive the desert yet
We'll survive the desert yet

I'm just a running away cause my old man is gay
Take his pills and leave him fed
Bilge his purt and raise the dead
I'm a just a running a a way to the a hills a today a
Don't you try and name me Gad
Who'd believe I impaled Vlad

Hot pot unbeliever
Hot pot unbeliever
You've got scales, I'm on rails
We'll survive the desert yet
We'll survive the desert yet

Noon town noon town noon town noon town noon town
Noon town noon town noon town noon town noon town
Cameo spear dance
Cameo spear dance

Hot pot unbeliever
Hot pot unbeliever
You've got scales, I'm on rails
I can't believe you're still reading these lyrics
We'll survive the desert yet
We'll survive the desert yet

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I'M NOT DRIVIN'

Now listen here bartender
You gotta help me knock me out
Jenny said she's gonna take the kids and leave
So pour me something dark and stout
I know it's nearly closing time
And I can't see quite right
But have no fear
I'll leave my keys right here
Well I'm not drivin' tonight

You know I've had my troubles
And I can't find a bus or train
But I'd rather stumble down the street
Than cause a mother pain
With another shot of whiskey
I know I'm not a pretty sight
But now that she's gone
I can puke on my own front lawn
Well I'm not drivin' tonight

Whoooooaaahh
Well I'm not (WHOA!)
Tonight
Whoooooaaahh
Well I'm not (WHOA!)
Tonight

Well I'm not drivin'
By foot I'll be arrivin'
And this place will soon be jivin'
Cause I'm not drivin'
Tonight

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IT SEEMS YOUR HEAD IS DAMAGED

When you came into my house
With the gunshot to the face
You're not whole babe
You're not whole babe

When you came to burn those copies
Of the ruckus at your place
You're not whole babe
You're not whole babe

When you ordered dim sum
And you only got the blade
You're not whole babe
You're not whole babe

When you slipped and hit the curb
And were buried in the quake
You're not whole babe
You're not whole babe

And it seems to me
Your head is damaged
Your head is damaged
Your head is damaged
Your head is damaged

You need more bandage
Cause your head is damaged
The one-arm bandit
Your head is damaged

How do you manage
With your head all damaged
How do you manage
With your head all damaged

You're not whole babe
You're not whole babe
You're not whole babe
You're not whole babe

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I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR ALL YOU FUCKERS

She said she's gone away to visit the family
They made a god and they named him Greg
All go to work for the mighty worship
Stood up tall with open legs

Her hair slashed air trying to break free
Ohh whoa don't go
The devil was accused of scratching the god-whip
Ohh whoa don't go

Whoa what a way to go down south
She won't sin no more
Whoa holy spirit slaps her mouth
She won't sin no more
But I wish I could see her and Greg
Her and Greg, hell yeah

I've been waiting for all you fuckers
All you fuckers come back home
I've been waiting for all you fuckers
All you fuckers come back home

They missed the comet to take them away
We made a god and we named him Greg
All go to sleep and leave a press kit
Stood up tall with open legs

I dig this earth and I want you to stay
Ohh whoa don't go
Heaven is a closet with nothing that will fit
Ohh whoa don't go

Whoa what a way to go down south
She won't sin no more
Whoa holy spirit slaps her mouth
She won't sin no more
But I wish I could see her and Greg
Her and Greg, hell yeah

I've been waiting for all you fuckers
All you fuckers come back home
I've been waiting for all you fuckers
All you fuckers come back home

All you fuckers, all you fuckers
All you fuckers, all you fuckers
All you fuckers, all you fuckers
All you fuckers, all you fuckers

Come back home

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JUGGERNAZI DREAM

I read a gauge about a lightspeed kingdom
Who colonized a groovy woman in her 50's
They slid a blitz into her heaving bosom
So she could bang a more efficient drum

So you and I and I can cream South Africa
You and I and I can roll on roll on
You and I and I can grind over Aryan dreams
It's not what it seems cause

I'm losing, I'm driving
How can a wormhole be groovy groovy
To blast you and pass you up like a
Juggernaut Zulu dream

I can't say much about about the warriors in trench coats
I can't rely on the people in the temples
But I can jest with the guardians of the death camps
I passed the test to kill the lawless on the roads

So you and I and I can cream South Africa
You and I and I can roll on roll on
You and I and I can grind over Aryan dreams
It's not what it seems cause

I'm losing, I'm driving
How can a wormhole be groovy groovy
To blast you and pass you up like a
Juggernaut Zulu dream

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MAMA TAKE THEM CLOTHES OFF

Mama take them clothes off
Because I wanna see you naked

Sister take them clothes off
Because I wanna see you naked

Daddy take them clothes off
Because I wanna see you naked

Grandma take them clothes off
Because I wanna see you naked

Baby them them clothes off
Because I wanna see you naked

Mama take them clothes off
Because I wanna see you naked

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MAN IN THE BACK OF THE HAUNTED HOUSE

Stop there officer
How are you he said
I said how're you too
Yes any bit o' problems
I said no sire
But he wanna look in the back
Yeah he wanna look in the back
Open the hatch

I got a shovel in the back cause I like to dig at night
Oh hey oh the burial chambers rings
Can you hear my bells
I'm the man in the back of the haunted house
I got a shovel in the back cause I like to dig at night
Oh hey oh the burial chambers rings
Can you hear my bells
I'm the man in the back of the haunted house

You know I live here, you know I do
I wanna hang with you and your radar gun too
In black and white I feel all ight
But goodnight, got a message to sendp>

I'm kicking you in, kicking you in
Kicking you in cause I love you
I'm kicking you in, kicking you in
Kicking you in cause I love you
I'm kicking you in, kicking you in
Kicking you in cause I love you
I'm kicking you in, kicking you in
Kicking you in cause I love you

I got a shovel in the back cause I like to dig at night
Oh hey oh the burial chambers rings
Can you hear my bells
I'm the man in the back of the haunted house
I got a shovel in the back cause I like to dig at night
Oh hey oh the burial chambers rings
Can you hear my bells
I'm the man in the back of the haunted house

Tonight
Officer leave me alone

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NK GIRL

I want a North Korean girl
I want a North Korean girl
She serves tea once a year
And she can shed a million tears
She serves tea once a year
And she can shed a million tears
For the only man she loves

See the serpent of the girl
See her fighting off the world
She serves tea once a year
To keep the spirit ever near
And one day we will dance
In the palace of the girl
I want a North Korean girl
She serves tea once a year
And she can shed a million tears
And one day we will dance
From the palace of the sun

Oh girl!
Oh girl!
Oh girl!

I want a North Korean girl
I want a North Korean girl
I want a North Korean girl
I want a North Korean girl
I want a North Korean

Oh girl!
Oh girl!
Oh girl!

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OARS IN HANDS (ROW ROW ROW)

Swimming in the river of your own defeat
Keep your room on rocks, keep your bourbon neat
Someone has an easy way
Someone sees you weak
Throw you out the stream and pray
That the boat don't spring a leak
Oars in hands and oars in hands and

Row row row row row to the other side
Row row row row row to the other side
Row row row row row to the other side
Row row row row row to the other side

Can you feel that pressure still
You never had that iron will
Someone has an easy way
Someone sees you weak
Throw you out the stream and pray
That the boat don't spring a leak
Oars in hands and oars in hands and

Row row row row row to the other side
Row row row row row to the other side
Row row row row row to the other side
Row row row row row to the other side

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ONE WAY OUT

Take me aside at the age of fourteen
To talk about chasing girls
I didn't go to church and I didn't get clean
Only one way out of this world

I'm going to hell
Yes I'm going to hell
Going to hell to burn
I'm going to hell
Yes I'm going to hell
Going to hell to burn

I went to a church, I got real scared
People are insane
Horny mothers won't be spared
When Christ comes back to reign

I'm going to hell
Yes I'm going to hell
Going to hell to burn
I'm going to hell
Yes I'm going to hell
Going to hell to burn

Hell, hell, hell, hell
Going to hell to burn
Hell, hell, hell, hell
Going to hell to burn

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PAM

One two three four
PAM!

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SERIOUSLY, I REALLY MEAN IT THIS TIME

Well we laughed so hard that we ate that joke
What joke, the one about the people who
Stay inside deaf

And we got real cold outside
So we got jobs and we moved in we got
Paid real fine yeah

So whaddya gonna do next
You really gonna choke that Hutt right dead
Whaddya gonna do next
You almost broke my neck when you said

Time buys time buys time buys you this time
You really mean it this time
You really mean it

So whaddya gonna do next
You really gonna choke that Hutt right dead
Whaddya gonna do next
You almost broke my neck when you said

Time buys time buys time buys you this time
You really mean it this time
You really mean it

With all this bass that I just spent
I could get work in detournement
With all this face I need to save
I'd piss on the road we had fresh paved

And then I do it again
And then I do it again
And then I do it again

Time buys time buys time buys you this time
You really mean it this time
You really mean it

And you do it again
And you do it again
And you do it again

Time buys time buys time buys you this time
You really mean it this time
You really mean it this time
You really mean it

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TALK TO CLARE

Shoes on the front porch in my city
You's my best and we both dressed for pity
The worst damn cymbals, clarinets
Shattered softies get upset
And the band can't fathom interstellar noise
And we chase boys chase boys chase boys chase boys

La la la la la la
La la la la la la
I can talk to Clare, I can talk to Clare
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
I can talk to Clare, I can talk to
Clare, we don't touch the ground
My mind is a geoid, the world is not round

Paint can dry and men can cry
Change your mind and tell new lies
But that's ok I'm evil too
And I just want to drink blood with you
Goebbels and Jung our favorite toys
And we chase boys chase boys chase boys chase boys

La la la la la la
La la la la la la
I can talk to Clare, I can talk to Clare
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
I can talk to Clare, I can talk to
Clare, we don't touch the ground
My mind is a geoid, the world is not round

No I can't talk to you
No I can't talk to you
But I can talk to Clare

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THE ARRIVAL

On my right there's a mother in the maroon lake
And she's blowing out her candles
And she believes

On the left there's a father lighting honor's stake
And he's killing on the word
And he believes

Don't say your heart's gone astray
For I paved you a road through all that you hate
Don't say your world is decay
I gave you the blade and flesh is your fate

Purple I see eleven
Purple I see in heaven
Purple I see eleven
Purple I see eleven in heaven

Love in the mirror, lovers in the sun
Dining on the organs of the holy ones
Angels carry flowers to the dying bees
Lifting them up onto grateful knees

Love in the mirror
Lovers in the sun
You, you could have it all
But no no no no no...
Murder, murder, murder
Murder and pillars of salt

There's a dumpster in the cloud
There a lie that still shouts out
All the answers in the pallette of reanimation
When your black girls fight
And you sing them songs at night
To teach them to be saintly for a jealous god
We work together in an ancient plot
The Prophet caught us molding dirt
and just like the clot

Purple I see eleven
Purple I see in heaven
Purple I see eleven
Purple I see eleven in heaven

Don't say your heart's gone astray
I paved you a road through all that you hate
Don't say your world is decay
I gave you the blade and flesh is your fate

Purple I see eleven
Purple I see in heaven
Purple I see eleven
Purple I see eleven in heaven

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THE ONLY THING I'LL EVER DO

Saw you at the party girl
Saw your perfect shoulders
Turn around and talk to me
Cause we're just getting older

What a night to see you
Rain throws streetlight in your hair
But we're not in a picture show
So tell me to go up your stair

Everything is jus damme new
Take my hand and walk me through
Because the only thing I'll ever do
Is exactly what you tell me to

When we get to the preamble
You might need extra warning
Add to our list all the things you wish
And we'll spend the night in morning

The best way that I ever knew
Was to open up and talk to you
Cause the only the thing I'll ever do
Is exactly what you tell me to

Tell me that you need fresh air
Tell me how much I should care
Cause the only thing I'll ever do
Is exactly what you tell me to

I might not get it all myself
You might have to start this over
Cause the only thing I'll ever do
Is exactly what you tell me to

Tell me to buy flowers girl
Or you know I'll just buy clover
Cause the only thing I'll ever do
Is exactly what you tell me to

The only thing I'll ever do
Is exactly what you tell me to

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YOU JUST CAN'T

You can't, you can't, you can't, you just can't
You can't, you can't, you can't, you just can't
No you can't, you can't, you can't, you just can't
No you can't, you can't, you can't, you just can't

Now why can't I
Why can't I
Why can't I
Love you more than the sun rise up and
Die for you and
Cry for you
Please don't tell me one more time
Right in the middle of my little right eye

You can't, you can't, you can't, you just can't
You can't, you can't, you can't, you just can't
No you can't, you can't, you can't, you just can't
No you can't, you can't, you can't, you just can't

Now why can't I
Why can't I
Why can't I
Love you more than a trebuchet loves a
Wall I'm here to
Fall ohh
Darling ???
And now I really do believe that

You can't, you can't, you can't, you just can't
You can't, you can't, you can't, you just can't
No you can't, you can't, you can't, you just can't
No you can't, you can't, you can't, you just can't

You just can't

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YOUR ARMY

I've seen the sound of lies growing longer
I've seen a mound of flies growing stronger

And my walls come down for your army
And my walls come down only for you
And my walls come down for your army
And my walls come down only for you

Lo lo lo, lo lo lo lo lo
Lo lo lo, lo lo lo lo
Lo lo lo, lo lo lo lo lo
Lo lo lo, lo lo lo

I've felt the weight of ancients pulling me down
I've felt the hate of ancients scorching the ground

And my walls come down for your army
And my walls come down only for you
And my walls come down for your army
And my walls come down only for you

Lo lo lo, lo lo lo lo lo
Lo lo lo, lo lo lo lo
Lo lo lo, lo lo lo lo lo
Lo lo lo, lo lo lo

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