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Lyubov (Compilation 2010​-​2014)

by Steve Fitch

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1.
Good for Her 03:00
GOOD FOR HER this relationship would be really good for her now another man who's good for showin'er how and all the lessons she'll learn and he will permit until she uses him up and it goes to shit now she's aglow with love and lust and pleasure sure as she can know that she's finally found a treasure but when she tells it a year from today she's gonna put it a different way just another jerk like all the rest were but who she thought would be good for her twenty years or so and twenty men later it's all that she can do not to be a man-hater she'd switched to women 'cause she thought that men were a curse only to find out how much women were worse now she's serene with a man who could tame her still kind of mean but i can't say that i blame her look back on all the damage she's done it's almost a wonder that she found someone good for her good for her she found someone who's good for her good for her good for her she found someone who's good for her © 2013 Steve Fitch
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THE LAND THAT TIME NEGLECTED how old are ya, man? i wonder if you know doing something you did 30 years ago camouflaged among your old friends who do it as though youth were a licence and yearly you renew it all your mistakes will be self-corrected in the land that time neglected hitting on a girl as would the boy you were you have no idea of how old you seem to her to impress her drop the names of this and that star but she's too young to care or remember who they are you still feel naturally-selected in the land that time neglected the conversations go same way as ever the games predictable but you feel clever the lines are set in stone for roles fixed the same whoever dares to deviate will ruin the whole game the script's just now more slowly-inflected in the land that time neglected prolong the glory days as long as life will last and your culture's based on living in the past this science is complex but let me be succinct your people and your way of life by now should be extinct god must keep your species well-protected in the land that time neglected (how old are ya, man?) © 2013 Steve Fitch
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SOMETHING WRONG Watching other folks having fun, doing things that I've never done – movies that I don't understand are meeting a market of demand. Leisure is so pornographic – unhurt, lying down in traffic. Most would tend to snarl or scoff at what really gets me off. If you think there's something wrong with me, there might, but if you think that I don't care, you're right. Beginnings can be too delicate – all depends on how two had met, for how it starts is how it ends, even between the best of friends. I screwed-up, I must admit, and shall have to live with it, but I also must expect to live with everything you wrecked. If you think there's something wrong with me, you're right, but if you think that I don't care, I might. © 2014 Steve Fitch
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L.E.S. 03:19
LES living here in novelty among all this antiquity how long can it last participating in a past of which one will become a part but not be from later others will consume nostalgia for this culture boom ignoring that it just eventually went sadly bust and the culture then erased to be cleanly replaced still somehow will persist the history to co-exist as the new is sold with the appeal of the old of which one will be some former part and not be from © 2014 Steve Fitch
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THE WORST You could seduce me; I'd let you reduce me; then you could say that you'd won. Then you'd tell the gals and all of their pals about everything that we had done and how I'd annoyed you, and I'd try to avoid you because neither of us had had fun. So, therefore, I'll tell you, and I'm proud, I should say, that I'm the worst you'll never have, so let's keep it that way. © 2014 Steve Fitch
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Idiots 02:48
IDIOTS You did this. Others' feelings are real, too. Before you came here, who were you? I'll look up your ass and dig-around in your past. You made this mess, now clean it up, yourself, you idiot. Idiot in love with an idiot who's not really in love with an idiot. Bourgeois bitch, scratch my itch. Parasite-on-host, kitty-on-the-scratching-post. Your hugs are potent drugs, so I want more, but you're a whore. Idiot in love with an idiot who's not really in love with an idiot. © 2011 Steve Fitch
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IDIOTS (REMAKE) You really did this. My feelings are real, too. Before you came here, who were you? I'll look up your ass while you dig-around in my past. You made this mess – now clean it up, yourself, you idiot. Idiot in love with an idiot who's not really in love with an idiot. Bourgeois bitch, scratch my itch. Parasite-on-host, kitty-on-the-scratching-post. Your warm sexy hugs are addictive drugs, so I want more, but you're such a whore. Idiot in love with an idiot who's not really in love with an idiot. © 2011/2014 Steve Fitch
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Devour You 03:34
DEVOUR YOU No wiggle-room for sticker-shock – rock the look and look the rock – use whatever batteries empower you. I'm coming out of my shell to devour you. This may qualify me for charity. Misery yields too much clarity, despite what accolades might shower you. I'm coming out of my shell to devour you Dental extraction and cleaning are not as painful and demeaning as rejection that surely would cower you. I'm coming out of my shell to devour you. No apology for my aggression against systematic oppression by snooty high school kids who now are you – I'm coming out of my shell to devour you. Behind a benevolent demeanor works a mind honed to be keener, and though sincerely asking, "How are you?" I'm coming out of my shell to devour you. I'm coming of my hell to deflower you. © 2014 Steve Fitch
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Your Monster 04:14
YOUR MONSTER One night it had awakened you from within a frightful dream, frozen for a moment between fear and shame; its eyes had glared at you with their metallic gleam, and then it backed-away in the direction that it came. The next afternoon it was just another anecdote that you recounted as though you didn’t care, but you’ve felt it following you, and you take note of its scent preceding your arrival everywhere. Tonight, it may come again and scare you when it wakes you; I myself awoke last night to feel its breath of fire as it announced its frenzied plans for when it takes you. Be as cordial as you can with your monster, my desre. © 2011 Steve Fitch
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PUSSYWHIPPED PLAYER It’s my prerogative to try to stay young by the way I live. Admit we’re just animals, but only in regard to the genitals. Smooth and slippery as a bar of soap in the bathtub, I’ll submissively seduce a woman with a back-rub. I’m sensitive and clever in compassionate, cunning and desperate layers. I’ve been at this forever. I’m one of the pussywhipped players. I have my routines that I use on girls barely out of their teens; with those who are older, I just let them cry on my shoulder, but when a woman who’s out of my league is nearing, behold the spectacle of my spine disappearing. I’m sensitive and clever in compassionate, cunning and desperate layers; I won’t take “no” for “never.” I’m one of the pussywhipped players. So many guys like me for competition, as long as girlies take my bait, I keep on fishin’. Hangin’ with my bro, we trade tales of macho bravado: "Dude, you shoulda been there, the moment when she let me in there," though I wouldn‘t have ever dared to try that until after she’d made do this and buy that. I‘m sensitive and clever in compassionate, cunning and desperate layers; my dick to suckle or sever. I’m one of the pussywhipped players. © 2014 Steve Fitch
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YOUR NOSTALGIA, MY HELL The good old days get better with each re-telling of your heated spiel. To most people they sound much too fun to believe that they were real. All the old times that fill you with the warmth of how it had been then I wish I’d be permitted to forget, and never see this place again. And I can’t count the people whom I’d been glad to never see, away from here. To be seen by them, and see them seeing me again, had been my greatest fear. These memories visit me by disappointment only; don’t you know that it’s not been “then” since when you began to use the word “ago”? All you consist of anymore is same old stories to re-tell, while not caring of the difference between your nostalgia and my hell. © 2011 Steve Fitch
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Relationshit 03:13
RELATIONSHIT He felt sure it was the right thing to move in with her, but she turned into a monster while moving the furniture. Ever since that day, he's been berated - thought that she had loved him, but he's hated. One day they're like chalk and cheese, the next, they're a perfect fit; everyone tip-toes around them to not step in their relationshit. She makes him feel like he's a star who can still get the finer chicks; she smears her dissatisfaction with him anywhere that it sticks: complaining about him to his friends behind his back that he's spoiled, alcoholic and dead in the sack. When she's with him, it's honey and sweetness as though her personality's split, while his friends all wear the stink of her relationshit. A brand new love in your life - let's hear a round of applause. All your friends are expected to be celebrating your cause. You love your love life and love to live to love it, and assume that everyone you know is a big fan of it. But you never see heartbreak comin' and you hardly ever know you've been hit until you have to wake up in your own relationshit. So much time and effort it takes to scrape off every bit of the stuff that gets on the shoes from stepping in relationshit. © 2014 Steve Fitch
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The Lonely 03:54
THE LONELY We eat alone in our cars, and meet others only in bars, and compare ourselves to the stars whose everything's better than ours. We are only what we possess, and feel lonely 'til we confess, and our lives wouldn't be such a mess if we'd clear-out the clutter for less. We give in order to take, refuse to learn from mistakes, can't tell authentic from fake nor what difference it would make. We're uneasy when not entertained; our conversations are strained, and even our pleasure is feigned – we feel only how we've been trained. We're The Lonely. © 2012 Steve Fitch
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Camp Climax 03:07
CAMP CLIMAX (FOR GIRLS) My dear little Princess needs to scratch her itch, or else she's gonna grow up to be a nasty bitch. She has to learn to do it some way or other – she can't pick it up from watching her big brother. The tension mounts down where it counts; the unmentionables are damp – I'm gonna send my daughter off to Masturbation Camp. There, around the campfire, girls convene to learn; my Princess will benefit if she can wait her turn – but what sounds of joy their voices will make! They'll forget the arts & crafts and swimming in the lake. The tension mounts down where it counts; the unmentionables are damp – I'm gonna send my daughter off to Masturbation Camp. She's never been away from home, so Princess might get scared, but she'll love the good times and experience she's shared. When activities might not go as they were planned, there's always a counselor to lend a helping hand. The tension mounts down where it counts; the unmentionables are damp – I'm gonna send my daughter off to Masturbation Camp. © 2014 Steve Fitch
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Arrete 02:22
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Yaffa Girl 03:33
YAFFA GIRL She'd said she almost loved me, and I didn't doubt her. Half our lives have passed with me without her. This is my final-and-I-mean-it song about her. Someone else is making mindless racket in some band, wearing that old leather jacket that I'd left behind with no more room to pack it. Someone who looks like her is now portraying the character she'd originated playing, her deepest thoughts made shallow by re-saying. Decades leave my memory of her less cluttered; all the places where we ate and drank are shuttered. I'd assumed that my bread would stay buttered. Still, I can't discern if we had really dated – maybe I'd just assisted as she masturbated. The places where we'd done it are now renovated. Should we renuite back there, I wouldn't mind it, though it would be difficult for us, now, to find it: it's all one new facade, with our past concealed behind it. © 2014 Steve Fitch
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VIOLATION OF TERMS OF SERVICE Even when there is no purpose for the rules, it makes them nervous to call attention to what their game is – you're in violation of Terms of Service. © 2013 Steve Fitch
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THE HOLE IN THE BATHROOM DOOR elizabeth's still only twenty but she's blessed with good and plenty (i'm thankful for the hole in the bathroom door) elizabeth is in the shower twice a day for half an hour (i'm thankful for the hole in the bathroom door) her cleanliness is next to godly and so goddessly's her body (i'm thankful for the hole in the bathroom door) it's not just lust that makes me violate her trust it's a need for every man we must meet it as we can long time no see a naked woman i may not see one again (i'm thankful for the hole in the bathroom door) you might say that i'm a perv i just take what i deserve (i'm thankful for the hole in the bathroom door) if you could see her, it would thrill you if you tell, i'll have to kill you (i'm thankful for the hole in the bathroom door) it's not just lust that makes me violate her trust it's a need for every man we must meet it as we can elizabeth's still in the shower it seems like it's been an hour (i'm thankful for the hole in the bathroom door) well i know that if she'd catch me she would scream and kick and scratch me (i'm thankful for the hole in the bathroom door) as i was peeping through the hole looked in her eyes and saw her soul so i'm sealing-up the hole in the bathroom door © 2013 Steve Fitch
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Mein Vater 01:52

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My Music by Me Music no. ME89X
Appears on Spotify under the title "The Love."

Derived from these albums:

01 “Fucksgiving”
02 “My Beautiful World”
03 “White People Have My Brain Hooked-Up to a Machine”
04 “Doing This”
05 “Re-Wind”
06 “Now”
07 “Memetic Heretic”
08 “The Fabric of the Fantasy”
09 “A Curse in Reverse” (CD bonus track)
10 “By Disappointment Only”
11 “Exit Plan”
12 “By Disappointment Only”
13 “The Fabric of the Fantasy”
14 “Old Lolita”
15 “My Dream of Your Dream of My Dream of You”
16 “Repeat 7 Fade”
17 “Memetic Heretic”
18 “Violation of Terms of Service”
19 “Fucksgiving”
20 “My Son, the Loser” (CD bonus track)

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released July 28, 2014

Songs and instrumentals composed and performed by Steve Fitch © 2010–2014.
Published by My Music by Me Music (BMI).

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