Hey guys! It's time to put some lyrics to noise! Are you ready for absolutely nothing?? Wanna make your local pastor get a chubby and/or toss Fabrege eggs off of the freeway overpass??? Let's GO!
SPORTS BAR SNAPSHOTS
You're probably in some kind of union
trucks are life
a patch in time
where you're froze out
with burgers and beers
waitin' to be extinct
Why do you bother to reproduce?
Little Nascar gremlins with fast food stains and soupy smells
You look like a fucking patsy
Waitin' for the hand of god
I hope you get killed by one of yer own
Kane & Abel style, bub
you're wasting my time
TASTEFUL LIES FOR PRETTY
I'm gonna party with a freemason
buy him some drinks
punch some dock workers
piss in the sink
grab some bitch by her hair
ask her "Do you read Kahlil Gibran?"
nibble on some nitrates
waste the Amway guys time
maybe tell the guy I'll fuck him
"I aint gay mister, but I wanna see an evolutionary curiosity bite a pillow"
confuse some blacks at the White Castle
with the hits of Ray Conniff
return some produce and play with my tits
burn a few books and quack like a duck
Give some Nazis a pat on the back
Put a little love in your heart
Okay that's enough of the gauntlet. Let's get back to the realness. We're going to do the noise band thing tomorrow with some new recruits. Predictions are that it won't be as cool as the ten-piece we did a few months ago. But I believe that we're gonna pull something decent off. There is still the possiblity that I'll do some of the lyrics written above and some of the other waste I have lying around. Just a little caramel for the long, long feedback brick. We record a full 80 minute minidisk at each session with no overdubs, planning, or sheet music. It's my idea of tea and cake on a sunday afternoon. Maybe it will be cool, but it will definetley be more interesting than eating a pizza and watching some porn.
If any of you guys want to contribute lyrics, do so. We'll record it and send it to you if they're a little gamey and uncivilized like the poop I wrote above. Or if you wanna drop some kinda John Cale "The Gift" literary noodles, just let me know how you wanted it performed. I don't wanna goof up yer art. Maybe we can turn Suicide Girls into a big Ad-libbing Noise band. Which of course will get us one step closer to the apocalypse.
SOUNDTRACK OF THE DAY
Teenage Jesus & The Jerks
Chances are you'll get a gullet full of Mariah Carey and Hall & Oates X-mas pap if you go to Target or Wal-Mart. Walk into my shithole on the 25th of December and get an earshot of Lydia Lunch barkin' like a labrador in a bear trap and the sound of sheet metal being ran across a chalk board. Happy Holidays, squares!
SPORTS BAR SNAPSHOTS
You're probably in some kind of union
trucks are life
a patch in time
where you're froze out
with burgers and beers
waitin' to be extinct
Why do you bother to reproduce?
Little Nascar gremlins with fast food stains and soupy smells
You look like a fucking patsy
Waitin' for the hand of god
I hope you get killed by one of yer own
Kane & Abel style, bub
you're wasting my time
TASTEFUL LIES FOR PRETTY
I'm gonna party with a freemason
buy him some drinks
punch some dock workers
piss in the sink
grab some bitch by her hair
ask her "Do you read Kahlil Gibran?"
nibble on some nitrates
waste the Amway guys time
maybe tell the guy I'll fuck him
"I aint gay mister, but I wanna see an evolutionary curiosity bite a pillow"
confuse some blacks at the White Castle
with the hits of Ray Conniff
return some produce and play with my tits
burn a few books and quack like a duck
Give some Nazis a pat on the back
Put a little love in your heart
Okay that's enough of the gauntlet. Let's get back to the realness. We're going to do the noise band thing tomorrow with some new recruits. Predictions are that it won't be as cool as the ten-piece we did a few months ago. But I believe that we're gonna pull something decent off. There is still the possiblity that I'll do some of the lyrics written above and some of the other waste I have lying around. Just a little caramel for the long, long feedback brick. We record a full 80 minute minidisk at each session with no overdubs, planning, or sheet music. It's my idea of tea and cake on a sunday afternoon. Maybe it will be cool, but it will definetley be more interesting than eating a pizza and watching some porn.
If any of you guys want to contribute lyrics, do so. We'll record it and send it to you if they're a little gamey and uncivilized like the poop I wrote above. Or if you wanna drop some kinda John Cale "The Gift" literary noodles, just let me know how you wanted it performed. I don't wanna goof up yer art. Maybe we can turn Suicide Girls into a big Ad-libbing Noise band. Which of course will get us one step closer to the apocalypse.
SOUNDTRACK OF THE DAY
Teenage Jesus & The Jerks
Chances are you'll get a gullet full of Mariah Carey and Hall & Oates X-mas pap if you go to Target or Wal-Mart. Walk into my shithole on the 25th of December and get an earshot of Lydia Lunch barkin' like a labrador in a bear trap and the sound of sheet metal being ran across a chalk board. Happy Holidays, squares!
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happy (or insert most appropriate adjective for you here) hew years, pal.