NOV 18, 2019 // 10 HAMMOND CIRCLE (VERSION 1, PROTOOLS DEMO)
SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA
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-Eric cut up a sample of the Charlie Brown christmas music, played some parts over it, and printed the tracks. I’m not sure how he did all this because I wasn’t there. He sent me the track in a file electronically from Michigan to California.
-I tried writing a verses and a chorus that went with the song structure that Eric recorded. It’s been a chaotic two years, 2018 and 2019 have been. There was a long time between writing and recording a scratch vocal for the first verse, and one for the second.
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-The sentiments expressed are hostile without having a unifying thematic structure. There needs to be a coherent message if you’re going to go this far out on a genre limb?
You need a doctor baby buy one
You need a spirit hippy try one
You need a job you better find one
I’m sitting on a time bomb I don’t have the time sun
I don’t want to stand in line and idolize a blind drunk
staring at her iPhone asking the horizon
tell me baby Jesus do they love me so love me not
money is just energy is that so I forgot
put a drop of water in a bottle and that bottle got
People only drinking water from a bottle that they bought
You got me girl I feel so thirsty
Let me sip a witch and wish the curse would reverse me
I’m sick of selling circus tents it hurts me I’m dirty
You can tell the pervert lurking in my nursery
virtue is a birch tree peak inside the hearse and see
read it on my tombstone you have never heard of me
Now that I’m dead and gone
I can feel your body
I feel it in the air (2x)
I can see the fat king cry behind the castle wall
why is he the crime boss he can’t kill an animal
twenty three and me is stopping shoppers in the shopping mall
locked inside the pet store asking for the after all
Please not evil, a beast is just a beast kids
you don’t need a lab coat to see what a disease is
Mecca’s on Tv baby go see what a belief is
you don’t need an ET to find the reeses pieces
the thief lay sleeping, dreamed of old Jerusalem
woke up in Los Angeles, tattoo of a bhudda’s hand
back to where he came from, found himself another clan
whatever they might do to me I’m going to do it back them
Now that I’m dead and gone
I can feel your body
I feel it in the air (2x)