God's Good Earth

by Dead on Both Shoulders

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An album-in-a-day made from 2015/09/06 to 2015/09/07

Created by:
Tristan Zemtseff (bass, drums, guitar, vocals, mixing, mastering, no sleep)
Andy Eisen (vocals, drums, guitar, artwork, a bit of sleep)
Maru Martinez (guitar, artwork, vocals, direction, not a lot of sleep)
Brycen Doby (guitar, bass, vocals, the most sleep but still not that much)

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released September 7, 2015

Track 1:
Music: Andy, Tristan
Solo: Tristan
Lyrics: Andy

Track 2:
Music: Everyone
Solo: Maru
Lyrics: Tristan

Track 3:
Music: Everyone
Solo: Maru
Lyrics: Tristan

Track 4:
Music: Tristan, Andy
Lyrics: Andy

Track 5:
Bullshit

Track 6:
Music: Tristan, Brycen, Maru
Lyrics: Brycen, Maru

Track 7:
Music: Brycen, Tristan
Lyrics: Old Dad, New Dad

Track 8:
Music: Tristan, Maru, Brycen

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Dead on Both Shoulders Seattle, Washington

2008-2015

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Track Name: The Worst Wall You Could Ever Talk To
LOOK AT ME
LOOK AT ME
WHERE ARE YOU
WHERE ARE YOU
WELL THEN FUCK YOU TOO
WELL THEN FUCK YOU TOO
I WAS NEVER ONE TO CARE
I WAS NEVER ONE TO CARE

BUT YOU STILL WON'T LISTEN
YOU JUST CANNOT LISTEN


LOOK AT ME
LOOK AT ME
WHERE ARE YOU
WHERE ARE YOU
WELL THEN FUCK YOU TOO
WELL THEN FUCK YOU TOO
I WAS NEVER ONE TO CARE
I WAS NEVER ONE TO CARE

BUT YOU STILL WON'T LISTEN
YOU JUST CANNOT LISTEN
YOU'RE PHYSICALLY INCAPABLE

LOOK AT ME
LOOK AT ME
WHERE ARE YOU
WHERE ARE YOU
WELL THEN FUCK YOU TOO
WELL THEN FUCK YOU TOO
I WAS NEVER ONE TO CARE
I WAS NEVER ONE TO CARE

BUT YOU STILL WON'T LISTEN
YOU JUST CANNOT LISTEN
YOU'RE PHYSICALLY INCAPABLE
YOU'RE A FUCKING WALL
DON'T TELL ME ANY DIFFERENT
YOU'RE FULL OF SHIT
Track Name: How Much Fun Can Mosquitoes Really Have?
how much fun...

science begs and begs
never cease
ask the right questions
such obvious reasons

why do they fly around my face?
gliding through my gate
across time and space
is it enjoyable, the race?

how
how much
how much fun
science begs us
they can't determine with normal methods
not the ones on this earth
you can only make it so far here
it's true the bastards have a grand ol' time
but just how intense is their jive?

never
never know
clueless forever on this earth
Track Name: The Handless Ordeal
build it and build it but no dead souls
no dirt in the rough, no fence 'round back
pick it up and you're booted out of town

it's the goddamn handless ordeal
do you know what you signed up for today?
you better fucking hope you're in the net this time

might as well trade my fingers in for toes
might as well turn me yes' into nos
the good god above says no hands today
so you motherfuckers better be comin to play

god damn, yellow card
turn it red and i'll fucking eat you alive
i did not come to lose
i came to take the game and with it your life
figuratively of course, because you're living in

the goddamn handless ordeal
you signed up to eat shit today, son
and you know
oh you know i won't be feeding with my hands
Track Name: Oh, Toothpaste? Yeah, We've Got Literally Plenty of Toothpaste
YOU FUCKING STUPID MOTHERFUCKERS
WHY CAN'T YOU JUST SAY WHAT YOU MEAN
WORTHLESS INSIGNIFICANT FILTH
YOU BOTHER TO KEEP YOUR TEETH CLEAN

HERE'S HOW THIS WORKS
YOU SHITBAGS WILL LITERALLY BURST
WHEN I LITERALLY SEAL THIS BITCH
AND PUMP IT FULL OF PRESSURE
BUT YOU ASK IF WE HAVE A MEASURE
WITH WHICH TO KEEP YOUR TEETH CLEAN

WHAT DOES THIS LOOK LIKE TO YOU
WHAT DO YOU EXPECT ME TO DO
THE WORLD WILL LITERALLY WATCH YOU BLEED
YET YOU FEEL THE NEED TO KEEP YOUR TEETH CLEAN

JUST LOOK THE FUCK AROUND YOU

EXISTENCE IS A MEANINGLESS ACCIDENT
NOTHING YOU DO IS RELEVANT
YOU ARE DIRT
YET YOU FLAP AROUND ABOUT KEEPING YOUR TEETH CLEAN
Track Name: A Lubricated Fuckmachine
Pushed against the wall
Hands constricted
Involuntary Pleasure
All greased up
Raised Posterior
Put on some fucking GLOVES

Strap in
Strap on
Strap out
Strap THIS

My people!
All that is good comes from the earth
The Earth is created by our good god
And it is good
Therefore he is good
If you would be a nonbeliever
You would be an absconder
Defectors will be abolished with haste
And cast aside
Tossed into the fire
To be cleansed

I won’t be food for your consumption
Your data does not compute
Imprisoned in a people zoo
Murder machines and puppeteers
Keep pulling at our chords
WE WILL TOLERATE NO MORE

Brethren that will greet you
Shall also turn their backs
Should you deny the Creator
Track Name: You Can't Teach an Old Dad New Dad
You can't teach an old dad new dad