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Red Death
01:57
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Red Death came calling last night Awesome
Red Death is red and green
I'm scared of death in robes
This wolf is just a kid
Who watched his parents die
He wears his mother's dress
Werewolf Red Death fucks me up
The red wolf wants my mouth
This one don't get no head
This one don't need no head
This one won't get no head
Red Wolf death's head fucks me up
The red mouth comes on strong
Red Death deathbed
Bed rest killer
Right kid
Dead wolf
Right words
Dead kid
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Reduced Frequency
01:04
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Fucking and waiting to fuck
Waiting to wait for the bus
You wanna try talking sense to the guy
But you're gonna have to kill half an hour
Reading, pretending to read
Selling the rest of the day
Your story's old, nobody wanna be told
What they were told 45 minutes ago
Telling and waiting to tell
Reduced frequency over the phone
Anyway everyone already knows
What they missed as it was driving away
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Lips On The Lips
01:55
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Lips Lips Lips
Hot for Lips' kiss
Got a lip's lisp licking my mouth
Quick fix for a kiss that fits
That's bliss fit for those who didn't know
Ripped in fits, not for this bitch
Death rattle I wrote years ago
Wrists for clit's fist
Bliss fit to print
I'm not in charge, I don't have to pretend
Lips on the lips is a steal for the win
I'm running hard and the heat is a sin
A slip on the shit's just a place to begin
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Swoon
02:15
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She calls you by your name for some more of the same
And the reason you already know
Always the barmaid and never the bride
She will tell you when it's time to go
You thought that I would swoon, but you came too soon
Stepping to me like you knew what to say
You should have come correct if you wanted respect
Now you're just a bunch of words to me
Touch is the style, but after a while
You just just wanna try to take it slow
Having myself when I'm someone else
With a smile and some time to kill
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Dinner Party
01:00
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Every time I see your face I want to be the best
I don't want to burden you and get it off my chest
Anything I could have said you really could have guessed
Sadness and love and dinner at 9
Try to get a handle on the little things you know
Every awful night is just another day to go
See the candle burning now the light is burning low
Sadness and love and dinner at 8
Mommy says to Daddy that there's nothing left to sell
They're still at their place and now I hope it works out well
What goes on inside the place I really couldn't tell
Sadness and love and dinner at 6:30
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6. |
Long Lost Trip
03:19
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It's the story of a number
Ah fucking A
That's the story of a letter
Whose number fades away
There are no mistakes
Nothing is erased
Just some words I know
"Can I see you again?"
The words I know
That's what I say
My long lost trip
my secret way
There is so much blood
Walking down the street
Blood called sick and took a vacation
Blood has gone to sleep
There are no mistakes
Nothing is erased
Just some words I know
"Can I see you again?"
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People In Trouble Chicago, Illinois
Punk/Metal/Hardcore/Improv from Chicago and The Netherlands.
People In Trouble is:
Alex Wing (Nicole Mitchell's Black Earth Ensemble, David Boykin Expanse, Dadad)
Eli Wing (Sun Woman, King Cake, Bear Necessities, Hushed Hands)
People In Trouble recommends:
Excellent marriage of riffage and poetic forms for maximum dramatic effect
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Complex forms and ideas, through-composed material without being tedious, constantly engaging.
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Minority Threat
by Minority Threat
Brutal and engrossing, dynamic music
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New York hardcore meets classic thrash metal meets Jane's Addiction-esque alternative on the Brooklyn crushers' sensational debut.
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