Slugs

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Push&Pull #007

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released March 27, 2015

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Track Name: Have Hair
Have Hair
I have hair and I don't care x3, hey pretty lady, you shouldn't be scared. I have hair and I don't care x3, hey pretty lady, you shouldn't be scared. I have hair and I don't care. Are those looks you give me supposed to hurt, well fuck you then while I wear this skirt. If all those years ago no one would have shaved, would you still be ashamed? My legs are dirty, my legs are bruised, my legs are hairy, torn up and used. I have hair and I don't care x3, hey pretty lady you shouldn't be scared. I have hair and I don't care x3, hey pretty lady you shouldn't be scared. I-- have-- hair. I have hair and I don't care. Are those looks you give me supposed to hurt, well fuck you then while I wear this skirt. If all those years ago no one would have shaved, would you still be ashamed? My legs are dirty, my legs are bruised, my legs are hairy, torn up and used. I-- have-- hair. I-- have-- hair.
Track Name: Cooking Class
Cooking Class
Sisters are fighting, now they are biting. Cops are getting called, cops are looking appalled. But why? They should be used to this shit, at the meth trailer park x2. Hair is looking wispy, don't you fucking kiss me. Daddy couldn't tame her, cooking in the trailer. I swear, I'll get away from this shit, at the meth trailer park x2. I swear to fucking god, I'm not like them. I thought I was once, but I never gave in. The world is my creation, but it never wants to feel, how I want it to feel. The world's a fucking pit of relaxed desperation. At the meth trailer park.
Track Name: Motherboard
Motherboard
I hate you, and your barber too, stupid human! The way you chew your food. Take your hands off my motherboard, don't you touch my power cord. Take your hands off my motherboard, or they'll find your body washed up ashore. I hate you, and the first lady too; failed promises, what's your excuse? Take your hands off my motherboard, don't you touch my power cord. Take your hands off my motherboard, or they'll find your body washed up ashore. I hate you, the bills are past due, can't make rent, everything's askew. Take your hands off my motherboard, don't you touch my power cord. Take your hands off my motherboard, or they'll find your body washed up ashore.
Track Name: Get Me
Get Me
Everyone is always out to get me, everyone is always out to get me, everyone is always out to get me, yeah, they're out to get me. I, I can see, I can see the flank of your thighs, I can see right through you. I, I can see, I can see the flank of your thighs, I can see right through you. Why would you wanna be with me? Shouldn't even be around me. When the alcohol consumes me, they're out to get me. I can see, I can see the flank of your thighs, I can see right through you. I, I can see, I can see the flank of your thighs, I can see right through you. Why would you wanna be with me, shouldn't even be around me, when the alcohol consumes me- they're out to get me x2.
Everyone is always out to get me x8, yeah. They're out to get me, yeah.
Track Name: Litterbox
Litterbox
Not going out tonight, spent all my money, on women who drink to forget themselves. I've got blisters all over my body, from thinking about burning my house down. I know something 'bout your kind, filthy thoughts all the time. Fingernails are really dirty, they are just like my mind. I, feel fine, some-times. I'm filthy, but you're lewd. I'm filthy, but you're crude. I'm filthy, yeah dude. I live inside of a litterbox.
Track Name: Please Don't
Please Don't
I don't need your baby, I won't be your baby. Hate it when you look at me, can't stand it when our eyes meet. Please don't come inside x3, of me. Quit thinking with your head if you wanna take me to bed. We know about safe sex, just don't use the latex. Please don't come inside x3, of me. I know you want to, I know you want to, want to x4. Please don't come inside x3. Of me x3. Don't look at me x4.
Track Name: Work On It
Work on It
Bruises all over my body, covered in piss and shit. Seizures are everywhere; anal suppository. You're all fucking dead you just don't know it. Make my back ache, all you do is take. T-t-t-t-ake your hands off of me, dirty little man. Money's on the table, drugs are in the van. You're all fucking dead you just don't know it. Shitty little payments leave me wanting more. I am just your WHORE.
Track Name: President Jackson
President Jackson
Oh, hey. Oh, hey. I'm President Andrew Jackson, I'm just waiting for your reaction. I just have to take a stance, organize a school dance. Make them feel uncomfortable, they'll think it's unacceptable. I'll bring the classiest ladies in town. Everyone will gasp. Why'd you bring them around?! I'm President Andrew Jackson, I'm just waiting for your reaction. Oh, hey. Oh, hey. Oh, hey. Oh, hey… Oh. 7th president, Dickinson died from their duel; tough as old hickory, brought prostitutes to school. Oh, hey. Oh, hey.
Track Name: Joey
Joey
Undercover, 1969. Infiltrating, goodbye Joey. Six years in, I just got lost. Hey do you know Mr. Brasco? Watch your hands or they'll get cut off, watch your back or you will be shot. You will be shot, you will be shot. Youngest emperor, at 17. Fear his boot if you're his queen. Killed his mother and his stepbrother. Fiddled while Rome burned to the ground. He'll castrate you, his young male wife. Now fuck you all while he takes his own life. Takes his own life, takes his own life, takes his own life.
Young male wife x4. I think there's something wrong with me. Young male wife x4. I think there's something wrong with you, we know there's something wrong with me. What am I supposed to do? You will be shot.
Track Name: Up In My Guts
Up In My Guts
Wind's a blur and the line's are stressed, but it's warm inside from all the casual sex. I sleep through the night, I sleep through the birds, 'cause my TV's busted and I'm covered in germs. I want you up, up in my guts, up in my guts. I want you up, up in my guts, up in my guts. Then you'll be out, out of my sight, out of my sight. I want you up, up in my guts, up in my guts, up in my guts. Bored and lonely, wanna see me? Gently, lightly, if you would. Angry, bitter, I'm so lonely. Would you have me if you could? Yeah, you would. Body's sore and my thoughts are gone, but you're still here, now nothing's wrong. Smile's blank, you're having no more fun. Mediocre life, now I just need to run. Becoming sad, I don't know why. Moving forward and then I will die. Wind's a blur and the lines are stressed but it's warm inside from all the casual sex. I want you up, up in my guts, up in my guts. I want you up, up in my guts, up in my guts. Then you'll be out, out of my sight, out of my sight. I want you up, up in my guts, up in my guts, up in my guts. 1, 2, 3, 4. Bored and lonely, wanna see me? Gently, lightly, if you would. Angry, bitter, I'm so lonely. Would you have me if you could?
Track Name: Slugs
Slugs
I'm really tiny, I am slimy. Fear of salt, fear of salt. Insignificant. Fear of salt, fear of salt. 'He' doesn't hear me. Fear of salt, fear of salt. Yeah, I hear nothing, I see nothing, I feel nothing-- inside. Death to unfaithful. Fear of salt, fear of salt. Killed with sodium. Fear of salt, fear of salt. I am just a slug. Fear of salt, fear of salt. Yeah, I see nothing, I hear nothing, I feel nothing-- inside. What do you want, show yourself to me, or I'll give up x3. I just don't get. Fear of salt, fear of god.