tumescence: unreleased, outtakes, and other nonsense

by smeat

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about

this collects:
the “no... we don't have tourettes” session
unreleased takes and outtakes from the “suburban american 2” session
alternate recording of blowback from “one more time with feeling
unreleased instrumental recording of “the mall” from a csu, chico session
announcements used before performing 2001-2003
and some drunken nonsense

credits

released 03 October 2010
smeat is:
J-TOWN: guitar, vocals
steve_worthless: bass, vocals, noise
danimal: drums

tags

tags: experimental hardcore noise punk Chico

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Track Name: your games
give us more booze and out law our bongs
keep us boozed up so we never get along
it time to go home and beat my wife
no one deserves this horrible life

i'm not going to sit back and listen to your lies
when the fuck are you going to realize
drunken violence only holds us back
more so then smoking a quarter sack

i'm not going to play society's games
i'm not going to play your little mind games
i'm not going to play society's games
i'm not going to play your little dick games

everything is a ok
everything is alright
here in the land of the repressed
i refuse to live your lies

i've seen love, but mostly hate
i can't stand this church as state
i don't like your repressed ways
i can't even comprehend today's mores

want a little scandal then show a couple boning down
staying out of trouble, just show a beat down
show a bloody body, but never naked flesh
i can't see how this makes sense

i will not participate
i will not perpetuate
Track Name: indentured servants
it tells me when to laugh
it tells me when to cry
it tells me who to mourn
i often wonder why
i care about someone
i've never even met
if there's a good reason
i haven't heard it yet

social isolation
is such a minor cost
prison for my brain
i'm living with the lost
i fell for their bait
and watched their stupid shows
i watched their stupid ads
now i need one of those

turn off your tv
stop living a lie
it's time to live your life
maybe go outside
turn off your tv
stop living a lie
it's time to live your life
maybe go outside

barrage of images
telling me to buy
stupid fucking crap
can't improve my life
i can't function
or think anymore
they don't care
as long as I go to their store

my brain is a prison
of my own design
not a social construct
but a total waste of time
i'm just a product
someone else will buy
i'm a fucking product
a wallet without a mind
Track Name: fuck the spice girls
i want to fuck a spice girl
i know her name
her name is baby
she has no brain
fucking spice girls
they got a movie
i'm disapointed
it didn't show boobies

drink
rape
drunk
good
fuck
them
make them
suck your dick

fuck the spice girls
right up the ass
call me mumra
and give them crabs

fucking spice girls
they got a movie
i'm disapointed
it didn't show boobies
fuck the spice girls
right up the ass
call me mumra
and give them crabs
Track Name: destroy the christian coalition
what the fuck is wrong with you
what’s your problem
don’t you use your god damn brain
your mob mentality’s destroying this country
i wish you’d stop inflicting pain

destroy the christina coalition
and their moral position
destroy the christian coalition
and their fascist legislation

if you’re really doing the work of god, why are you so full of hate
you’re such a fucking hypocrite
i wish you’d understand
your end is fucking near

you don't fucking get it
you don't understand
can’t you see you destroyed your promise land
you don't fucking get it
you don't understand
can’t you see you killed the holy land

there’s no hope
there’s no future
there’ll be no freedom left if we don’t stop these assholes now
Track Name: i want to hit britney spears
britney spears i want to fuck you
you know that my love won't be true
i just want to hit you in your backdoor place
while my boy mario cums on your face

your face
your gorgeous pretty little fucked face
britney spears
britney spears
i want to fuck your face
then fuck your ass
then fuck your face again

britney spears you're such a gorgeous little slut
britney spears you're going to take it in your butt

you think that you're the dopest shit
just cause you got a record out bitch
but you're more fake than real
and that's how you got your record deal

britney spears I gonna fuck you
cause your career's almost through
I'm just gonna hit you in your backdoor place
while my boy mario cums on your face

britney spears you're just a corporate tool
britney spears when you grow up you'll be through

you don't even write your music
you're not an artist you make me sick
but can't you see that turns me on
now it's time to deal with my hard on

britney spears i want to fuck you
you know that my love won't be true
i just want to hit you in your backdoor place
while my boy mario cums on your face
Track Name: your games
give us more booze but out law our bongs
keep us boozed up so we never get along
it time to go home and beat my wife
no one deserves this horrible life

i'm not going to sit back and listen to your lies
when the fuck are you going to realize
drunken violence only holds us back
more so then smoking a quarter sack

i'm not going to play society's games
i'm not going to play your little mind games
i'm not going to play society's games
i'm not going to play your little dick games

everything is a ok
everything is alright
here in the land of the repressed
i refuse to live your lies

i've seen love, but mostly hate
i can't stand this church as state
i don't like your repressed ways
i can't even comprehend today's mores

want a little scandal then show a couple boning down
staying out of trouble, just show a beat down
show a bloody body, but never naked flesh
i can't see how this makes sense

i will not participate
i will not perpetuate
Track Name: exgirlfriend
i don’t know why you had to talk the mad shit
when you broke my fucking heart
don’t say that you still care
if you did then you’d still be here

you lied to me when you said there wasn't someone else
that’s why you were so quick to get a new man
and then you went and lied to me some more
i don't know why i bother anymore

you claim you still want to be friends
well i can’s fucking do that
you only call when you need my help
now i don’t even fucking know you

remember when we just ate and fucked
and you told me every girl wants to be immortalized in song
i wrote you this song for your birthday
i wish you’d fucking use your brain

how does this make me happy
guess it doesn’t fucking matter
cause you’re just talking more shit

i hope you want to be your fucking mother
if you do then keep living like you’re are
you’ll be there in no time at all
in fact you’re already almost there

keep playing all your stupid mind games
with so many drunken fools
you think you’re so fucking grown up
when the fuck are you going to fucking grow up

you think I’m fucked up, well take a look at you
face your problems you can’t run away from you
now you’re just a stupid white trash slut
i hope you think of me when you take it in the butt
stupid little cunt on an ego trip
get what you want by sucking more dick
do more drugs to hide from your pain
hope i never fucking see you ever again