1. |
Holy Ghost
04:17
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Amphetamines and fantasies
grab the keys i told her "Follow me!"
and we can bleed and we can breathe
and we can make out
I don't care and I don't mind let's get comfortable
Arguing over what grammar means
the royal we & the holy he
grumbling uncomfortably
we should make out
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2. |
Father's Day
03:24
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Call the press...
they've made one unholy mess on the steps where we cried IT'S FATHER'S
DAY-MY FAVORITE HOLIDAY
Don't mind if I take off my shoes before I take my life and hang myself
on father's day-my favorite holiday
Go away
What's a grown up but voices on the phone
I forgot what did he say?
on father's day-my favorite holiday
Spent a hundred bucks on this haircut
For Fa-Father's Day-My Favorite Holiday
Hey, okay I think I'm God
You stay, I think I'll fly around in space
I think I'm God, we'll say
Hey, okay I think I'm God
Okay, I think I've found a life in faith
I think I'm God, we'll say
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3. |
Little Green Spots
03:32
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I'm starting to see little green spots everywhere
save the trees for birds
i Spy
I hide and watch you all the time
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4. |
Ape (free)
04:18
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There's adults selling bones outside of my home and I think it's wrong but I
believe I belong but not for too long because that's when their kids come by
Now they're all getting stoned outside of my home and I think it's wrong but I can't leave it alone, oh leave em alone
I watch them run by, hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
I can make you violent, vi-hilent, silent
sl-owly I got crazy, I'm crazy but not on my own voice whispers bad words backwards
oh we should be friends
I got the money, I've got the rhythm
I know I'll make more
If it can be hunted, I'll hunt it
the Christian survivors having nightmares about being laughed at
I would sell all of my best dreams about beating up all my friends
I've got the money, I've got the rhythm
Now I'm feeling so low- I fucked up- and bought drugs
I can make you violent
we can burn each other with lighters and we can be friends
I gotz da MONEY, I gotz the RHYTHM
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5. |
Puke (free)
02:08
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I'm feelin so emotional
(I don't know anything why do you lie to me?)
I'm hanging out with cannibals
(I don't know anything why do you lie to me?)
who knew i wasn't edible?
(I don't know anything why do you lie to me?)
A lonely human animal
(why do you lie on your hands?)
I can't explain it, you piss me off
I'm feelin so emotional
(I don't know anything why do you lie to me?)
I'm finding it unbearable
(I don't know anything why do you lie to me?)
to join the conversation
(I don't know anything why do you lie to me?)
I'm feeling more like glass than gold
(why do you lie on your hands?)
I can't explain it, you piss me off
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6. |
Fuzz Punk
01:29
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7. |
3/4
01:55
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I lost or found myself on the wrong side of the grass now I call it home
I know, I know, I'm gone
Buy, Buy, I don't have
To buy, To buy
I stood in line all night just to buy you time
I know, I know I'm gone
When I die I hope they remember my jokes and the hallways long
I know, I know I'm gone
Buy, Buy, I don't have
To buy, To buy
I stood in line all night just to buy you time
I know, I know I'm gone
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8. |
Philadelphia
03:04
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The Hills of Philadelphia,
I fell asleep and then woke up to DVD's their selling yah
just gave a stranger my last dollar
Wait for an hour and I'll be right back with that sour D
I got played in Philadelphia
In Philadelphia, i drank upon the wicked cup
Well he threw down but I threw up
AND I DON'T CARE AND I'M NOT SORRY
In Philadelphia
Where Irish guys will yell at yah
and old Black guys will let at yah
and Chinamen hate everybody
Wait for an hour and I'll be right back with that sour D
I got played in Philadelphia
It;s hard to be black and a scholar where it's hard to stand on the bottom of the water
Me? I'm ashamed of Philadelphia
I slipped the Muslim cash through six inch thick security glass
and we grabbed our bags of snacks and got high under the overpass
and
We climbed the wooden stairs and made pretend they weren't there
Beneath his hidden stare, where everyone hates everybody
Wait for an hour and I'll be right back with that sour D
I got played in Philadelphia
It's hard to be black on the squalor where it's hard to stand on the bottom of the water
Me? I will stay in Philadelphia
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9. |
Good Cop, Dad Cop
01:04
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and I'll be underneath the mezzanine
and I'll read fornication magazines
and I'll live all across the country
and I'll be a father to me
a father to me, a father
and I really want a cop to kiss me
and I really want a cop to smack me
and I'll invite that cop to capture me
and he'll be a father to me
a father to me, a father
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10. |
Cats
01:46
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Teenagers wrapped in the costume of the devil
Cats showing off, you can drown them in the water
It's not considered murder
This place is like the desert
it makes my fuckin head hurt
Cats are just humans that didn't get into heaven
Rats, so am I
If you drown them in the water it's not considered murder
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11. |
Yo, Nobody Gives A Feel
01:41
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I feel younger here
and I feel older still
And I say it over and over and over again
How do you think that I feel
Yo I feel alone in the night, online
I'm anybody alone in the night
You know that I'll be happy for you
I feel older here
But I feel younger still
And I fail over and over and over again
how that fuck do you think that I feel
Yo I feel alone in the night, online
I'm anybody alone in the night
You know that I'll be happy for you
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12. |
Space God
05:29
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Covered our bodies before we knew how to use them
Televisions raised us before raising themselves
The old world isn't out there
Do whatever you want, or watevs, don't be sad
You're unplugged
It's not arrogance it's just good clean pride
I guess I'm just wasting all my time
Open your mouth, open wide
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