Whip Hands

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Recorded and Produced at 131 Washington Ave, Portland ME by S. Black
CASSETTAINT RECORDS #003 WHIP HANDS
ALL SONGS written by WHIP HANDS

credits

released 25 August 2012
Sterling Black - guitars n vox
Thom Cote - guitars
Dan Flynn - bass n vox
Chris "Chainsaw" Hunter - drums n FU's

THX to family n' friends (whereever/whoever you are)
131 Washington (esp. DA GHOST)
Alex Launi, Colin Mathews, Nick Barker, N. Nadeau, Carolyn Trotman, Ricky Penatzer, and Mathew's (Portland's Oldest Tooth Cemetery)

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tags: punk rock & roll dark pop garage punk wild dingus Portland

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Track Name: Heavy On The Juice
i'm a stud and here to fuck
cum so jammed it's nearly stuck
drinkin' since the break of dawn
go out with my rubber on

(chor)ooo
you and your dreams are hard to win
fuck your face i'm cashin' in
don't shine shit and call it the truth
you were always heavy on the juice

fully drunk and full of jizz
heard you like those sausages
park my truck inside your trunk
you're ready for a creamy dunk
took my spurt, you're givin' up
overflowed your "lady-cup"
here's your bus fare: dirty coins
go mop up your frothy loins
Track Name: Contusions of Grandeur
I need some AAA's
remote control is out again
it goes to my girlfriend's brain
without it she's a runaway

(chor)
ooo you got my fuses popped,
sex control will never stop
NEVER STOP

take the volume up and down
that is how we make those sounds
you want some tickets for a show?
all-night metallic porno

(chor)

you're gonna need a catheter
when I split your flux capacitor
you got my 3-way switch on fire
with your rollin' static desire
whoah
Track Name: Old Gold
there was a flash and a glare
and I shielded my eyes
firefighters watched it burn
flamed glint in their eyes
"it's too late" they shrugged
as smoke rose to the sky
I heard a cry and moan
and then nothing at all

she left herself go x2

tory came home drunk
from a fight with her ex
passed out on the couch
with a lit cigarette
her friday night best
went up in flames
and when she woke up
nobody came

(chor)
OLD GOLD SUICIDE
VICTIM OF A FIRESIDE
{FLOATS AWAY}

Burnin' x4

(chor)
Track Name: Crossin' The Line
she don't like it,
me comin' over,
i won't eat it,
heavy rubber.

fukk it!

she don't like it,
comin' over,
dead dreamt killer,
sloppy lover.

fukk it!

crossin' a line x2

CROSSIN' x2
Track Name: Mansion
you're a mansion in my mind
full of twisting hallways
i wish i had the time
to be your other always

sittin' in a
mission hotel
a rapist at my door
wants to relieve the pressure
but his knife it wants it more

(chor)
AND THESE MEMORIES LOSE THEIR MEANING
AS I LIVE THEM MORE

and i'm shiverin' on the street
spanish voices i can't ever beat
stoned as shit
my life got spent
best i can do's another cigarette

(chor)

and i leave it where i found it
an isolated incident
i hope you get out of your cage soon
i'm too young to be afraid of you

(chor)

pissed myself again
or is it dreaming, sleepin' on the floor?
heard someone break into your heart
took all your lovers
set the light on dark

(chor)
Track Name: Money Is Honey, (But Licks Stick)
TRYIN' TO WRECK MY HEAD!!!
Track Name: Tip 2 Tip
came here to
show you my dark art
came here to
blow it all apart
and i don't love
the way i used to do
but that's alright
these things get abused

(chor)
WHEN I FEEL LIKE I'M ALONE
DON'T YOU TELL ME TO HAVE FUN
WHEN I FEEL LIKE HAVIN' FUN
DON'T YOU TELL ME, BE ALONE

came here too,
you thought i was trailin' you
the faker's ball
up against that wall
and i don't want what you need me too
so pick your team
before this gets unclean

(chor)

ooo

(chor)
Track Name: 5 Cent Return
goodbye to your useless way
say hello economic slavery
no more laughing
just metered breathing
you are ours now
your hours ours

learn to become a headless worker
you know we'll love to use you
just how we like
we know you'll bow
know you'll bow to a bill held high

NO. WAY. OUT x2

you're gonna eat it
you just trust me, baby
this endless cycle
just where we want you
drowin' in the bottle pile,
chokin' on the joke, 5 cent return

go on crawlin', baby
scratchin' those tickets, maybe...
how 'bout another pop,
before your heart it stops?
gotta pay,
gotta pay if you wanna survive


NO. WAY. OUT. x2

we'll make you watch
as your family and friends are freezing
eating out of garbage cans
living where they can't get in
where is the dream?
where is the dream?
not in this country

we got you until you die
suck up your force
watchin' you expire
'keep your colorless dreams,
they just keep you wanting'
drowning in the bottle pile
chokin' on the joke,

5 CENT RETURN
Track Name: Johnny Smith
(verse 1 +2)
Johnny Smith,
he ain't been sleepin' again,
he's up all night thinkin' cardinal sins,
strikin' matches on the back of his hand
just to feel the burn.

walkin' restless on city streets,
lays his teeth on the cold concrete,
yellin' at passersby,
stand in line,
step in stride,
you'll get your turn...

(chor1)
SCREAMIN' DOCTOR
GIVE ME PILLS
GIVE ME PILLS
I GOT SOMETHIN' TO LEARN

(chor2)
LAUGHIN' BABY
GIMME THRILLS
GIMME THRILLS
I GOT NOTHIN TO EARN

10 years out for Johnny Smith,
walking haggard, staggered breath
thinks those headlights are his lover's eyes,
thin, thin blood flows into ice

10 years out for Johnny Smith,
walking haggard, staggered breath
thinks those headlights are his lover's eyes,
ANOTHER DRUNKEN MOTHERFUCKER DIES.

10 years out for Johnny Smith,
walking haggard, staggered breath
thinks those headlights are his lover's eyes,
THIN, THIN BLOOD FLOWS INTO ICE.