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I Was A Teenage Vegan
02:02
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Rhea, you’re just one of a kind
Just so real, you weren’t a waste of my time
Oh, Rhea
How could you ever be mine?
I was blind, fucking blind
We met at work, you smiled and reached for my hand
My attraction to you grew so strong that I couldn’t stand
And even though the tension built up more than we planned
A bag of love notes, cartoon contraband
Oh, Rhea
You kept me going when I could smile
If I could feel you maybe I could settle down for a while
I can’t read you with my emotions in a Pile
You held my heart like a baby mouse in a paw
Why does it feel like you don’t even know me at all?
Why’s it so easy to throw our love affair at the wall?
Brown-eyed beauty, I have never felt so small
Rhea, I know you are one of my kind
I searched the whole damn Earth, but I ain’t gonna find
Anyone real, but there’s no rush of time
You’re one of my kind
Oh, Rhea
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Tombo#5
04:00
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Have I lost my voice,
Jiji can you still hear me?
Is it from that boy,
Or have I found humanity?
I’ve lost the wind beneath my broom
Not ready to fly with all of the rest
I’m trapped inside this town
Until I’ve reached my very best
No one told me it would be this hard,
not even you
But I’ll try to keep my head up high
Sometimes you have lose it to find out what you’re worth
No I won’t stay down, at least not for long
Jiji are you still there?
I’ve been looking everywhere
I was ripped away
And lost out in the pouring rain
I’ve only done this to myself
Should have listened to everyone else
Took a step too far
And now I wonder where you are
Without a thought I used to soar across the sky
Now I look inside and wonder how
I got my feet up off the ground
Is it my head or in my heart?
Am I just too young, or did I push myself too far?
Now I’ve found my voice
And the world is ours to see
Meeeeooooowwwwwwww
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3. |
Striving2BNeutral
02:02
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WOW
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4. |
Tunnel Buddies
01:49
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Tunnel Buddy, look me in the eye
You dipped your dick in, well, so did I
Could’ve been just any other guy
But now we’re closer than close
Said they’re riding somebody new
Well how was I to know their shiny pony was you
This kind of tension is a lot to put a friendship through
Guess you’re the peen that they chose
Flannel Cousin, join me hand-in-hand
Our puss united, wiggly knees we stand
This common feeling isn’t what we planned
A lot more than a rub on the nose
Not such a strange occurrence I can’t live with it
Cause there’s nothing wrong with accidentally swapping spit
And even though they’ve been all up in your clit
It’s not that hard to swallow
It’s just the way that it goes
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Genetically Pretentious
02:01
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What’s worse?
Living life with a yard full of shit or walking around with it stuck to your shoes?
A curse!
That’s how it felt all these years
And now all I hear is dried up news
You get mad at me when you think of my voice
Cause I am the one who walked away
It’s not my place to poke holes at your heart
I really wanted to stay
Too bad, blowing smoke in my eyes
Couldn’t feel my toes since you stepped on me
I’m fucking sick of trying to fit in
I’ll be as big as I want
To be alone
The only way I could feel with you
Moving on it’s just not that easy to do
And I’m not sitting still
And I’m not fucking well
And I can’t be your friend, cause you put me through hell
And this time it’ll stick
And I’ll only stay strong
Don’t look out in your crowd
I’m already gone
I’m gone
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Jesus, take my hand
Help me guide my gun
Help me shoot away my inner demons
Though some people say that you’re not his son
You know that I never stopped believing
500 stories tall, with a beard made out of gold
With an AK47 on his shoulder
I keep my grip tight on my glock and do what I am told
Won’t stop until my enemies corpses smolder
Jesus, you’re the bullets in my magazine
Sending every shot towards freedom
Light that heathen fire, verify my dreams
Only with your nail-stabbed hands will I beat ‘em
Soaring though the sky on your winged dinosaur
High-fiving angel while you pack your gun
Trump and Putin walk across the charred remainders of humanity
And the non-believers burn slowly in the sun
And women finally learn their place, and men will be okay
Jesus shoot my demons away
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7. |
Gimme Spaghetti
01:43
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Don’t look at me
Don’t talk to me
Don’t even acknowledge me
But let me pet your dog
Don’t fucking touch me
Don’t fucking speak to me
You don’t exist to me
JUST LET ME PET YOUR DOG
Don’t fucking look at me
Don’t fucking talk to me
NO DON’T FUCKING TALK TO ME
LET ME PET YOUR DOG
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Woke up early watch the sunflowers die
Seemed appropriate, given the circumstances
I can make them shine again if I really try
But I don’t think you believe in second chances
Wild mountain one stuck in city kid shoes
Hold your sadness like a suit of armor
Don’t want your love songs, just your melancholy blues
Crooked smile, but you know you’re a charmer
I’ll chase you ‘round like I could pin down your shadow
Sit forever, listen to you play guitar
Don’t fucking treat me like a helpless weirdo
I’ll wait forever, but don’t hate me when I go to far
Don’t think it weaker that I’m on my own now
Not much to say about loneliness
And how’re your inner demons?
Did you ever know I deleted all your memories?
Please, don’t be pissed
And I’m fucking sorry for my actions, for my heinous words
For thinking you would just stay still and take my abuse
And all my empty heart aches seems only for the birds, but
You’re the only one that I never want to lose
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My dad doesn’t come home anymore
18 years ago he went to the store
Papa, won’t you come back
Can’t be that hard to find a cigarette pack
This is the story of how Mom got Mad
My sister tells me I can’t watch TV
It’d probably kill her to be nicer to me
I cut her clothes up and set them on fire
She ran my diary through the washer and dryer
These are the antics that made Mom get Mad
The fury’s growing deep inside of our Mom
At any moment she’ll explode like a bomb
You better watch out for when Mom gets Mad
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10. |
Other Peoples Dads
00:42
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Other peoples dads are cooler than my dad
Other peoples dads are cooler than my dad
It's not that he's not a good dad
It's just that he is my dad
and other peoples dads are cooler than my dad
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