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Old Fashion
02:16
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I may be only fourteen
but I know just how to start a scene
fame is fear
sex is weird
and scary
don't get too offended by my music
I do not mean any harm towards anyone
unless you're Mexican
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John Waters
03:27
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Sick, perverted, and demented
self proclaimed "pube king"
his movies make me laugh and make me cry
his names john waters
hes the prince of puke I love him
the pencil mustache makes the gays go wild
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Hanging out at the beach everyday and every week
lying out on the sand no place to go this is out land
we are manatee's
we are manatee's
there's nothing more I wanna be
you're a manatee
I'm a manatee
it's just us and the whole damn sea
you're a manatee
I'm a manatee
it's just us and the sea
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I don't want much in this world but I really want a big lizard
I want a lizard as my pet
I only want a lizard
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Walking
Along
I'm in this song
That belongs
Does it belong
Yeah
In
My
Head
Baby do you love me?
I don't even love me
Baby look above me
Baby please don't shove me
Baby if you spoon me
I will let you moon me
Yeah!
Thinking aloud
In a crowd
Feeling Proud
Should I feel Proud?
Yeah
I'm
Not
Dead
Baby do you love me?
I don't even love me
Baby look above me
Baby please don't shove me
Baby if you spoon me
I will let you moon me
Yeah!
Making myself sick
In my face a floppy disk
Getting dumber by the day
Never got no time to play
Should I feel bad to tell the truth
Sitting sideways on my chair
Pencils in your hair
Make you so spunkified
Take me to the county fair
Tons and tons of things are there
Take me on a rollercoaster
Yeah
I could race a car
Through a tunnel in my yard
Make these hills too steep to climb
So much steeper in my mind
Should I feel bad
Cause now I know
How to stay but still I go
I'm confused
And now you look so spunkified
Take me to the county fair
Tons and tons of things are there
Take me on a rollercoaster
Yeah
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Radio
02:16
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Please forgive my ghoulish behavior
I'm so untied to any Savior
The radio's busted
by semen shambles
and unoriginal
romantic letters
It's such a bore
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8. |
Bongus
02:08
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9. |
Teenage Angst
03:01
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Striped shirts
And ripped jeans
In the bathroom smoking weed
Late to class and late homework
They never seem to miss a beat
Music is their only escape
And disrespect is second nature
They’re not human they’re not safe
Teenage angst is just a phase
Teenage angst is just a phase
Those piercings will all fade away
Into a hot topic trash can
rebellion it just drifts away
Until you’re sitting home alone
Remembering your first hardcore gig
Adrenaline and blood and guts
You took those things so for granted
All these things are memories
A nice story to tell to others
Some good advice to give to kids
Who think they wanna start some shit
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Satan cat roams around my backyard
She digs through our trash
She eats our left overs
Satan cat roams around my backyard
She leaves us old mice
And lizards old tails
Oh Satan cat I can see through those green eyes
Oh satan cat I’m begging you to stop throwing trash
Satan cat roams around my bedroom she’ll hiss at dogs on the sidewalk outside
Satan cat sleeps above my counter
And when she’s asleep I’ll kiss her goodnight
Oh satan cat
You smell like dirt but I don’t care
Oh satan cat
You seem so calm with your grey hair
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11. |
Baby Jesus in The Flesh
02:02
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Baby Jesus in the flesh
Monsters Ghoulies in the nest
Baby Jesus in the flesh
There's demons grounded in my breast
Where you goin' Baby Jesus?
Where you goin' my dear son
Where you goin' Baby Jesus
need a refill on that whiskey
Change your own diapers this time.
I don't want to smell your shit anymore
no more
dirty whore
Japanese Jesus
Baby Jesus is Japanese now
What a Surprise
Baby Jesus In The Flesh
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12. |
Conclusion
01:28
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Loneliness is long gone . . . now I'm focused on
The right kind of treatment . . . to get me turned on
So I can't even jerk off . . . but I don't need to
'cause I have found a new love in a place that has no lotion
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Crack DeMarco Long Beach, California
Crack DeMarco is a ghoul pop project
Crack DeMarco recommends:
My Back Is Killing Me Baby
by Car Seat Headrest
Honest and emotional lyrics with fun riffs and hooks.
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Every sound you can think of thrown into one album with a catchy beat.
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Without a doubt one of the biggest influences for this project.
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Passion Pilgrim
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featured on Bandcamp Radio Jun 9, 2015
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New on the always-great label Velvet Blue Music is “Slow Parade” from Gileah Taylor, boasting warm songs built on piano and guitar.
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Blissfully narcotic dream-pop inspired by real dreams.
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