Bass4YourFace
biography
There is no point into putting effort into this. Nobody seems to listen to my music or say anything about it. No I'm not grunge, No I'm not a singer/songwriter, No I'm not a acoustic guitar guy. I still think my music deserves a shot. But this is how it is. I lay some sweet jams down and no one says anything. Limited Edition Sasquatch Bin is Chris' favorite. I'm really starting to wonder if anyone is interested.
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It's disappointing that more people didn't look at ave godzilla.... It was in a less weird style... I guess you guys kind of like the weird stuff?
Perfect Monday
Brother wrote the chords. Original track (Drums, Elect Guitars 1 and 2) was recorded "live".
Blues Birthday
Nice little blues jam. Chord progression for the second part is almost like Os Mutantes 2001 in reverse
Thurston Pimple Nuclear Cannibal Mik Moore
//This song has nothing to do with Thurston Moore who is amazing
I've got pimples on my face, they cover me
They cover me like a well
I was disappointed I didn't make it
But I could fake it better
When I was better young
You didn't come back to be nothing
This isn't the right style
This isn't for robots
Who are my comrades
I'm bogus in the life
Bogus in the shin
But you don't tell me when
I'll be fakin' myself again
For dinner there's an acne product
But my feet smell too bad
The ladies don't like the bad smell
Unless they eat vinegar.
So smoke a cigar by your toe
Smiling milk cartons want to eat.
They want to eat Sonic Youth.
But that's not what they really want.
They want to eat some truth.
I'm bogus in the life
Bogus in the shin
But you don't tell me when
I'll be fakin' myself again
I've got pimples on my face, they cover me
They cover me like a well
I was disappointed I didn't make it
But I could fake it better
When I was better young
You didn't come back to be nothing
This isn't the right style
This isn't for robots
Who are my comrades
I'm bogus in the life
Bogus in the shin
But you don't tell me when
I'll be fakin' myself again
For dinner there's an acne product
But my feet smell too bad
The ladies don't like the bad smell
Unless they eat vinegar.
So smoke a cigar by your toe
Smiling milk cartons want to eat.
They want to eat Sonic Youth.
But that's not what they really want.
They want to eat some truth.
I'm bogus in the life
Bogus in the shin
But you don't tell me when
I'll be fakin' myself again
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December Reigns
The reigns of December are falling
Coming out to see the members
Who double their dreams or nothing
But to run around the funny hats
Those are the guys who know where it's at.
A hair on my tongue
Might as well as be a hair in my lung
Another to cause my pancreatic
Lung explosion in the attic.
I'll fall down to meet the dusty floor
If it means nothing more to the grand old clock
Who once sat on the dock of the bay
With some rainbow suspenders.
Ah yes those were the enders
Of the summer lawn.
I'm a summer's pawn
I'm getting along
To see the nights
But it's just not right at all
Cause this is fall not summer
And it runs me over like a Hummer crushes a twig
I just might be that fig
To your Newton
only if you can Integrate
Disintegrate and Assimilate to my will
But that's not it
But that's not it!
Coming out to see the members
Who double their dreams or nothing
But to run around the funny hats
Those are the guys who know where it's at.
A hair on my tongue
Might as well as be a hair in my lung
Another to cause my pancreatic
Lung explosion in the attic.
I'll fall down to meet the dusty floor
If it means nothing more to the grand old clock
Who once sat on the dock of the bay
With some rainbow suspenders.
Ah yes those were the enders
Of the summer lawn.
I'm a summer's pawn
I'm getting along
To see the nights
But it's just not right at all
Cause this is fall not summer
And it runs me over like a Hummer crushes a twig
I just might be that fig
To your Newton
only if you can Integrate
Disintegrate and Assimilate to my will
But that's not it
But that's not it!
Category: Lyrics Review
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