Greasy Headed Little Love Sister

by Greasy Headed Little Love Sister

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released June 1, 2013

Ed Sohm - Vocals, Guitar
Dr. Rhythm III - Drums
Album artwork by Jesse Crater

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Track Name: Sun Threat
YOU RISE ABOVE ME, SUN?
YOU LOOK DOWN UPON ME?
I WILL TEAR THE FLAMING LOCKS
FROM OUT YOUR BULBOUS SKULL, STAR!
Track Name: Greasy Headed Little Love Sister
MY GREASY HEADED LITTLE LOVE SISTER
CAUGHT HERSELF AN EASY DREADED SORT-OF HATE MISTER
HE DIDN’T KNOW HIS MIND WAS BLOWN UNTIL HE LEANT DOWN AND KISSED HER
NOW HIS LIPS ARE STARTING TO BUBBLE AND BLISTER
OH MY GREASY HEADED LITTLE LOVE SISTER

WE ARE COMING TO OVERLOAD YOUR TRANSISTORS
ME AND MY GREASY HEADED LITTLE LOVE SISTER
WE’RE NO MEEK AND MILD MIDDLE-OF-THE-ROAD INSISTERS
WE WILL OVERLOAD YOUR TRANSISTORS
OH MY GREASY HEADED LITTLE LOVE SISTER

TRY AS I MAY, THERE’S NO WAY I CAN RESIST HER
THAT’S MY GREASY HEADED LITTLE LOVE SISTER
WHEN SHE PUTS HER LIPS TO MY EAR, IT’S LIKE A SPRING BREEZE’S WHISPER
BUT SHE MOANS AND GROANS LIKE A THROATY MOTOR
WHEN I PULL HER HAIR AND TWIST HER
OH MY GREASY HEADED LITTLE LOVE SISTER
Track Name: Man I Call My Friend
HE’S A RAJ OF THE SPIRIT
HE’S A MENTAL BEHEMOTH
HE’S A MAN I CALL MY FRIEND

HE ONCE WAS A WRETCH
THERE’S A HEART ON HIS VEST
HE’S A MAN I CALL MY FRIEND

HE’S FROM FLINT, NOT KALAMAZOO
HE’S A MAVERICK MAN, TOO
HE’S A MAN I CALL MY FRIEND

HE SHARPENS HIS SPEAR
WHEN I’M BEING SINCERE
HE’S A MAN I CALL MY FRIEND

HE OWES IT TO HIMSELF
HE OWES IT TO HIS HEALTH
HE’S A MAN I CALL MY FRIEND

SO YOU’RE BORED, NOW YOU’RE SOBER,
BUT YOUR LIFE ISN’T OVER
LET’S KEEP MOVING FORWARD
YOU’RE A MAN I CALL MY FRIEND

SCREWIN’ WITH RUIN
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOIN’?
HE’S A MAN I CALL MY FRIEND

LOGANBERRY SHAKES
LUCY’S TOWN BY THE LAKE
HE’S A MAN I CALL MY FRIEND

HE BUYS FROM THE KIDS
HE SINGS LIKE A SHIV
HE’S A MAN I CALL MY FRIEND

HE’S THE KING OF SLICK
HE’S AN ARROGANT PRICK
HE’S A MAN I CALL MY FRIEND

HE SAYS I’M WOUND TIGHTER
THAN A THREE-DOLLAR WATCH
HE’S A MAN I CALL MY FRIEND

YOU’VE GIVEN THIS TOWN YOUR BEST
NOW IT’S TIME THAT YOU REST
BUT DON’T YOU FORGET
YOU’RE A MAN I CALL MY FRIEND
Track Name: Wolf
THEY’VE GOT THEIR THIRD EYES PAINTED ON
SPADES FOR FACES AND MOUTHS LIKE SNUB-NOSED GUNS
THEY’VE GOT A THOUSAND WAYS TO TELL YOU
WHAT THEY DON’T WANT TO SAY
BUT THEY’LL DO IT ANYWAY
AND WHEN THEY DO, YOU’D BETTER RUN

BUT I WAS RAISED RIGHT AND TAUGHT THE QUIET WAYS TO FIGHT THEM
HOW TO HIDE OUTSIDE AND USE THE LIE FOR SURVIVAL
DON’T BLAME THE LAMB FOR ITS BLOOD
OR DAMN THE RIVER FOR THE FLOOD?
JUST WATCH ME CHOKE ON MY OWN WORDS TRYING

THEY’RE SHEEP,
BUT YOU’VE GOT TO KEEP BEING THE WOLF

NOT ONE OF THEM IS SAFE
NO MATTER HOW ALOOF
FOR ON THE OTHER SIDE OF EVERY GREEN FIELD’S FENCE,
THERE’S A SICKLY, SNARLING, STARVING WOLF, RIGHT?

DRAW FOR ME A MONSTER
TALON, HORN, TEETH, AND CLAWS
OR IS IT SOMETHING JUST A LITTLE BIT SOFTER
THAT’S GOT ITS CLAMMY EAR UP AGAINST YOUR WALL?

THEY’RE SHEEP,
BUT YOU’VE GOT TO KEEP BEING THE WOLF

SO FIND THEIR THIRD EYES AND BLIND THEM
GRAB THEIR STICKY FINGERS AND BIND THEM
BECAUSE WHEN THEY’RE RUNNING FOR THEIR LIVES TO NO CERTAIN PLACE,
THEY WON’T BE LOOKING BEHIND THEM

SO WHEN THEIR LIPS PEEL BACK AND THE BULLETS BARK
OR WHEN A SWEATY HAND LEADS YOU THROUGH THE EMPTY DARK,
FEEL THAT PUNCH IN YOUR HEART,
SUBTLE AND CRUEL
HOWL, MOTHERFUCKER, AND SHOW THEM YOU’RE THE WOLF

THEY’RE SHEEP,
BUT YOU’VE GOT TO KEEP BEING THE WOLF
KEEP BEING THE WOLF
Track Name: Trouble Is A Drug
TROUBLE IS A DRUG
AND MY TOLERANCE IS HIGH
TROUBLE IS A DRUG
AND I’M HURTING FOR A FIX
TROUBLE IS A DRUG
AND IT’S SO EASY TO SCORE
TROUBLE IS A DRUG
MAN, CAN YOU SPOT ME FOR SOME MORE?

I REALLY NEED TO QUIT
TOMORROW I WILL KICK IT

TROUBLE IS A DRUG
AND I’M FEELING THE EFFECTS

I REALLY NEED TO QUIT
TOMORROW I WILL KICK IT

TROUBLE IS A DRUG
IT’S A WASTEFUL OBSESSION
TROUBLE IS A DRUG
BUT ONLY IF THEY CATCH YOU
TROUBLE IS A DRUG
AND I GOT BUSTED FOR POSSESSION

I REALLY NEED TO QUIT
TOMORROW I WILL KICK IT

TROUBLE IS A DRUG
AND IT’S SPEEDING THROUGH MY VEINS

I REALLY NEED TO QUIT
TOMORROW I WILL KICK IT

TROUBLE IS A DRUG
MAN, I’VE REALLY GOT TO QUIT IT

I REALLY NEED TO QUIT
TOMORROW I WILL KICK IT
Track Name: Keep It Red
I’VE SPENT A LONG TIME THINKING
ON THE ONE THOUGHT THAT’S GOING TO
SCARE ALL THE OTHER THOUGHTS
OUT OF MY HEAD

IT’S HARD AS A FIST, SLICK AS A SNAKE
HUNGRY AS A RAT, AND HEAVY AS LEAD

I’M ALL TOO USED TO BEING REDUCED TO
A SAVORY SCRAP FOR THE CARRION BIRDS
TO RIP AND REND. BUT NEVER AGAIN
BECAUSE IT’S ALL GONNA END WITH THESE THREE WORDS

NO MATTER WHAT YOU’VE DONE,
NO MATTER WHAT YOU’VE SAID,
YOU’VE GOT TO KEEP IT RED

I’VE SPENT A LONG TIME THINKING
ON THE ONE THOUGHT THAT’S GOING TO
KEEP THE NIGHTMARES FROM
CREEPING INTO MY BED

IT STINGS LIKE A HORNET, IT BURNS LIKE A BRAND
AND HAUNTS THE PLACES WHERE MY DEMONS
DARE NOT TREAD

I’M ALL TOO USED TO BEING REDUCED TO
A SAVORY SCRAP FOR THE CARRION BIRDS
TO RIP AND REND. BUT NEVER AGAIN
BECAUSE IT’S ALL GONNA END
IT’S ALL GONNA END
WITH THESE THREE WORDS:
KEEP IT RED
Track Name: Bore Me More
TWO CIGARETTES BEFORE BREAKFAST
ANOTHER TWO AFTER THAT
FOUR MORE BEFORE I PUNCH THE CLOCK
BY THE TIME I PUNCH OUT, I’VE KILLED THE PACK

NOW MY WALLET’S TEN BUCKS LIGHTER,
BECAUSE I PICKED SMOKES AT THE CORNER STORE
NO SOONER DO I CLIMB MY BUILDING’S STAIRS
THAN I’M RIGHT BACK OUT THE DOOR

THEN IT’S TWO BEERS DOWN ON BRIDGE ST
ANOTHER TWO AT BRIDGE AND MAIN
I KICKED BACK SO MANY AT MAIN AND HALL
I CAN’T EVEN FEEL MY BRAIN

WHEN I WOKE UP, MY WALLET WAS FORTY BUCKS LIGHTER
AND THE COCKTAIL WAITRESS WAS IN MY BED
HOW DID I EVEN FIND MY WAY INSIDE HER?
HOW WILL I FIND MY WAY BACK OUT AGAIN?

NOW SHE’S TELLING ME STORIES
ABOUT ALL THE CRAZY SHIT SHE’S DONE
AND HOW SHE CAN’T WAIT ANOTHER THREE YEARS
UNTIL SHE’S TWENTY-ONE

BORE ME MORE

I TAKE THE WAITRESS HOME, THEN DRIVE TO WORK
I BUY TWO PACKS ON THE WAY
I JUST CAN’T HELP FEELING
THAT I KEEP RELIVING THE SAME DAY

NOW MY WALLET’S TEN BUCKS LIGHTER,
AND I’M CHANGING OUT OF MY DIRTY SHIRT
THE ONLY THOUGHT IN MY HEAD
IS WHERE I’M DRINKING FIRST

IT’S TWO BEERS DOWN ON BRIDGE
THREE ACROSS THE STREET
I WAS LINING ‘EM UP AT MAIN AND HALL
NOW I’M TRIPPING OVER MY OWN FEET

HOW DID END UP WITH COWBOY’S LIGHTER?
WHO’S PHONE NUMBER’S WRITTEN ON THIS SOGGY NAPKIN?
WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO THAT SIXTY BUCKS?
I SWORE I’D NEVER DO THIS AGAIN
THESE THINGS ARE NOT FULFILLING
I’D BE UNSTOPPABLE WITHOUT THEM
I’LL GO FUCKING NUTS DOING THE SAME SHIT,
EXPECTING A DIFFERENT OUTCOME

BORE ME MORE