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The Bad Larrys

by The Bad Larrys

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Big Red Axe 04:11
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Her daddy's a fireworker One eye is made of glass The veteran's motor club Is gonna kick my ass They're gonna kick my ass Her daddy's a fireworker He always goes to mass Cast by his bust of elvis He's got a big red ax He's got that big red ax Her sister, she's a wicken She's trying to draw me in She's got her bag of candy She's got that ocher grin She's got that ocher grin Mother, she burned down the kitchen She always stays inside She's got three different names For her three different sides For her three different sides For her three different sides Her daddy's a fireworker His son a police man They slashed my tires up They're waiting by the van They're waiting by the van Her daddy's a fireworker He always goes to mass Cast by his bust of Elvis He's got that big red ax He's got that big red ax He's got that big red ax
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Teflon Omelette 02:31
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That burnt teflon omelette was the very last straw Pushed with a needle to the back of both the camel's eyes Struck blind? Trust a straw man designed by committee Oh shut my mouth, I'm mixing truisms and useless advice! Useless advice! Useless advice! Useless advice! Useless advice! Would you care to deep-throat my display of concern? Cause I'm preemptively relating all your fears to my life I'll blurt an obnoxious anecdote out before it's my turn Oh shut my mouth, I'm mixing memories and self-told lies! They're mostly lies! They're mostly lies! They're mostly lies! They're mostly lies! Now's the time, now's the time To talk of many things Like why the seas boil And the pigs have wings That must be nice -- That must be nice! Is that the East or the West Witch at your heel? Are you the Real Alice? Is that how you feel That must be nice -- That must be nice! That burnt teflon omelette was the very last straw Pushed with a needle to the back of both the camel's eyes Struck blind? Trust a straw man designed by committee Oh shut my mouth, I'm mixing truisms and useless advice! Useless advice! Useless advice! Useless advice! Useless advice!
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Blue Lipstick, Lies, and Voodoo 03:18
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Not at all -- Not at all Natural! Not at all, blue lipstick lies and Not at all -- Not at all Natural! Not at all, blue lipstick lies and Not at all natural -- Blue Lipstick Lies and Voodoo If you buy me that drink you'll have to drive me home And if you touch me that way you won't sleep alone I've seen vampires drink whiskey and vermouth I've seen witches brew vodka and cranberry juice While the prophets burn bushes and lay on the roof And the demons smoke rocks hot with one hundred proof So answer my question, tell the truth What kind of unholy creature are you? Not at all -- Not at all Natural! Not at all, blue lipstick lies and Not at all -- Not at all Natural! Not at all, blue lipstick lies and Not at all natural -- Blue Lipstick Lies and Voodoo She'll bite your neck until it bleeds And vanish with the blood still on her teeth And I don't know just where she goes But I'm pale from my eyes down to my toes So answer my question, tell the truth What kind of unholy creature are you? Not at all -- Not at all Natural! Not at all, blue lipstick lies and Not at all -- Not at all Natural! Not at all, blue lipstick lies and Not at all natural -- Blue Lipstick Lies and Voodoo If you buy me that drink you'll have to drive me home And if you touch me that way you won't sleep alone
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Bulleit Bourbon 02:25
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I've got the cure for your shakes Two eggs and flat beer piss So shake out your stains, re-soak your brain This ain't the one that you wanna miss Tornado Dan will dance and sing Of horses and cocaine Whatever you need, this rogue's gallery Has something for your pain My friends are good for two things Singing loud and getting lit Bulleit Bourbon, thicker than paint That's some quality shit right there-- That's some quality shit! Wild Joe is gonna blow The dough he saved for rent The band on tour gets the couch and floor Til they remember where the band van went We're diving in so bring your gills Bring your statements, bring your bills Its gonna be the most reckless bonfire They've ever seen in these hills My friends are good for two things Singing loud and getting lit Bulleit Bourbon, thicker than paint That's some quality shit right there-- That's some quality shit! That ain't the sun that's coming up It's the moon in disguise And if I'm nodding off on you Pour whiskey in my eyes I can't stand up, I can't sit down My guts are in the sink For fear of giving up the ghost We're not allowed to sleep My friends are good for two things Feeding the beast and getting bit Bulleit bourbon, thicker than paint That's some quality shit right there-- Bulleit bourbon, thicker than paint That's some quality shit right there-- Bulleit bourbon, thicker than paint That's some quality shit right there-- That's some quality shit!
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Captain Hindsight 03:53
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Fat Jack bled out of his nose And lit a garbage fire on the big house boat Oil and flames lit across the water In the wide black eyes of the postman's daughter The cops searched with with their headlights But some bikers found him out in the middle of the night Buried in the sand at four AM Tequila bottle locked in his cold dead hands So sad that he died, a legend in his time Could have turned it around if he just could have found some Meaning out of life, hero in hindsight A legend in his time Suman was a genius No revelation was enough Great black beard and cosmic sight He was an alchemist of the endless light Molecule upon molecule He slaved to forge the perfect brew When he found the formulaic key Divine beings came to set him free So sad that he died, a legend in his time Could have turned it around if he just could have found some Meaning out of life, hero in hindsight A legend in his time
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Take It Slow 03:03
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You make me want to bite my lip until it bleeds My soul is on the table come on baby eat Extricate my sacred heart and once the hole is sewn We'll let the blood dry and we can take it slow Oh she wants to take it slow I'll show you all the secrets that an old soul knows Oh yeah and we can move real slow I'll use your hands Whenever you're alone We've been coming back forever and you seem to know That the fire in my blood is also in your own This ain't the first time we've gone to the ground Since the beginning our spirits have been spinning around Oh she wants to take it slow I'll show you all the secrets that an old soul knows Oh yeah and we can move real slow I'll use your hands Whenever you're alone Oh she wants to take it slow I'll show you all the secrets that an old soul knows Oh yeah and we can move real slow I'll use your hands Whenever you're alone
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Cult of the Mutant Sheep 02:38
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Kick down the door You've got the wrong ideas But so much to prove - so fuck it We're all behind you Bah-bah-bah follow the leader! Bah-bah-bah follow the leader! He's got the whitest - the whitest teeth Bah-bah-bah follow the leader! Bah-bah-bah follow the leader! Cult of the mutant -- the mutant sheep! They stuck a knife in Jung And Freud's been buying up guns He's started shooting at the taco truck His step daddy really didn't like him much, so Bah-bah-bah follow the leader! Bah-bah-bah follow the leader! He's got the whitest - the whitest teeth Bah-bah-bah follow the leader! Bah-bah-bah follow the leader! Cult of the mutant -- the mutant sheep! One, two, three and four Give me the whole store, I want the whole store One, two, three and four Give me the whole store, I want the whole store One, two, three and four Bah-bah-bah follow the leader! Bah-bah-bah follow the leader! He's got the whitest - the whitest teeth Bah-bah-bah follow the leader! Bah-bah-bah follow the leader! Cult of the mutant -- the mutant sheep!
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Social Climber 04:33
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All is moving as one The trees are our heaving lungs Hold your soul to the sky For the stars are our flesh Square your feet to the earth And stand tall on our bones Pull yourself a little higher A little higher than the rest How far can you see Now that you've got your hooks in me? She's a social climber A bright-eyed other and a two-tongued liar Social Climber Ride your rocket from the earth to the Ursa Minor Social climber Weird-eyed other with the green eye-liner Social Climber Ride your rocket from the earth to the Ursa Minor So stop with the charade Because I can't pretend anymore That I don't know who you are Because I've met you before Unwind your mind Let it slip back into its molten core Beneath the smile of a survivor I'd like to see a little more Lust and heat, writhe and speak A tongue that's caught in Lilith's teeth Writhe and speak, lust and heat A tongue that's caught in Lilith's teeth The owl knows much about this world She sees very far She catches quick and timid souls Who stumble in the dark False reason is her nightly cloak And baseless fear her claw She scatters the rats scurrying From ridicule and law Lust and heat, writhe and speak A tongue that's caught in Lilith's teeth Writhe and speak, lust and heat A tongue that's caught in Lilith's teeth

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released October 11, 2019

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The Bad Larrys Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

The Bad Larrys are a five piece proto-punk & psych-surf band based in Philadelphia PA. The quintet’s sound combines a love of classic surf rock and storytelling with the raw power of pre-punk rock and roll.

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