1. Get Lost!
2. Moldy Old Denobulan Sausage
3. Need a Ride? (Rhymes With Torso)
4. Creature From The Gut
5. Smale's Paradox (featuring scrappy kids outtro)

"Get Lost!"

Gonna ride our fast machines in snow -
Gonna shoot something alive.
Gonna get some fresh air in our lungs -
And have a smoke before we ride.
And if you ain't wearing huntin' gear,
Then you best head on back.
'Cause the bullets take their own direction
After we smoke loads of crack.
We just like to shoot and the Lord he says that's just fine.
So watch your ass.
Well if any motherfucker come to take my gun
Well gonna be real surprised.
We got traps set everywhere and it's likely that you'll find.
That you've been snagged -
Like a baby bear or a furry fuckin' fox.
After that we'll cut off you foot and put it in a box.
Ship it back to your place and your folks can have some time,
Get off my land.
Shoot snare snap trap - we don't give a fuck Jack
Better off stayin' real super fuckin' far back.
Sled dog - no job - lookin' like a man broad -
No one gonna take our land.

"Moldy Old Denobulan Sausage"

Can't find nothing to stop that man.
He's a little iffy and his mouth is weird.
Here's another person with two left hands,
And they're clapping to the beat,
Of the excellent entertainment.
Show chic it hurts my ears.
I could only give it a 3.5.
I can't give it more it would not be right.
For the children to be misled -
By all those pirates.
After the show it's feeding time
Here's a little sample of menu fare -
We got what you want - yeah it's all right here.
And the cook's gonna stay all night.
And when you wake up.
You can start again -
Because the contract states you can.
The service sucks mostly, but you'll cope -
I suppose.
There's a complimentary bowl of grapes -
Over there by the window with the closed up drapes.
You should have a glass of wine....
To start the day.
Now the man has another glass
Sitting in the corner in a tin foil hat.
Executing wisdom in a special way.
Thanks for all the memories.
Bring the car it's almost time to jet.
Brushed your teeth and combed your hair
And packed up the pets.
Took another swig and then
You put on your dress.
It's time for us to make some nature.

"Need a Ride? (Rhymes with Torso)"

Hot glue and fake skin are all around.
There's someone sittin' on the porch - not making a sound.
Yeah we remember the golden rule.
And there's concern enough from here -
To start pulling out the tools.
Yeah I can smell the decay.
Tonight it's going deeper.
Yeah you can try to run but you won't be found.
You're coming with us - to meet our favourite friend.
He's gonna show you around,
He's gonna show you the yard.
Then we'll have dinner like most people will...
But then -
I'm sorry in advance for the suffering to come.
But you'd be so much better off if you had packed some heat.
There's no one coming here and we put it in your food.
This is where the party starts for everyone but you.
Bring me some candles and the blood of a goat.
Prepare the bait now - and pull up the boat.
We're going out on the sea -
We're going out for a ride.
We're gonna take out this trash - kiss everybody goodbye.
The waters still 'til the fins move.
That's how we know where to be -
So we can watch as they feed.
So we can see that you're gone -
Before we leave and go home to start cooking what's left.
We're the worst kind of people there are.
Another satisfied animal - another day on the street.
There's always room in the van for more succulent meat.
So let us give you a ride -
Oh no, of course we don't mind.
We were headed that way - and now it's raining and all...
So just get in the van - just get inside...
It's so easy for us to make so many new friends.
And there's so many new friends - we've got so many new friends.

"Creature From The Gut"

Heavy thinking was goin' down on the night we hit the gut.
Smoked a load of things to ease - stress just outside the nut.
Everyone had ghouls and worse just itchin' to erupt....
Sinister was everywhere and something fouled up...
The midnight air.
Sinister was everywhere and something crept through...
The midnight air.
Things were getting dark.
Things that we see in the night are not always there.
That doesn't mean that we've not always seen what fear the most...
In the end.
Things were starting to get too much,
So we tried to sort the beast.
All we ended up with was the hateful thing we'd released.
No one's gonna hear the sound
Of the hammer on us as it pounds.
We fled as best we could - but most of us were goners.
We understood.
Only two lived to tell the tale -
And I'm one as you know.
It's hard ot find the other since,
He's mostly underground convinced -
All the eyes he sees are those he saw the night the creature rose.
Up on to the shore.
Came to greet us from the ocean floor.
We're just lucky to be here.
Kids... be safe at the gut.

Recorded between October 2010 and August 2011 - This is the first EP of outtakes from the "VALEDICTION" sessions.

All songs, sounds and recording by Jack E. Tar

© Tapehead International 2013