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To Get Here
05:08
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It took too long to get here
Now I know I'm here to stay
All the money in the world
couldn't turn me back that way
It could be said that how you look
depends on where you go
If I like the people, then the place
is somewhere I want to know
The added benefit would be
someone to share it with
Traveling together through this life
isn't just a murky myth
I'm driven to euphoria
by the air and sunlight up above me
I never know how to respond
when someone says they love me
© 2023 Steve Fitch
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2. |
She Looks Good Today
03:36
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seated along the same wall
pass each other in the hall
you normally don't like 'em tall
but you make her an exception
occupied with your task
she has something now to ask
keep on wearing your mask
as you get an erection
she looks good today
you gotta look the other way
there's no way you could win
but where could you begin
adultery was still a sin
the last time that you'd checked it
all the gossiping lurkers
among bored office workers
become ruthless berzerkers
when a scandal is detected
she looks good today
you'd better look the other way
a fantasy turns into a plan
to see how you could, if you can
get her away from her man
with whom she's been for years
dream at your desk while nappin'
but you know it ain't gonna happen
you'll go home alone to fappin'
as your hope disappears
she looks good today
you gotta look the other way
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3. |
Olashell (Demix)
03:30
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one day, at random, in the middle of a store
i ran into someone i'd known years before
prettyboy had driven older women insane
now his face is wrinkled; he’s walking with a cane
is that he?
it's hard to tell
i'm seeing my young friend
lookin' old-as-hell
there'd not been many girls quite as striking
but her scent’s what made her to my liking
a dog’s life later, she'd just crossed my mind
so i searched for whatever i could find
looks like she
has lost her smell
the way that my young friend's
lookin' old-as-hell
youth being wasted on the young
and all that
midlife crisis, or whatever
you might call that
they sounded like clichés
so often they were told me
i'm lookin' in the mirror, now
at “old me"
every 10 years, they have a reunion
as though every decade were a new one
whereby they're all reaffirmed and realigned
except for those deceased or left-behind
then there's me
who'd just as well
not see my young friends
lookin’ old-as-hell
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4. |
Don't Forget
03:29
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don’t forget the way they’d treated you
nor that they had not defeated you
nor that they had later greeted you
as though they’d never tried
the experts couldn’t keep their facts straight
their answers always came too late
and as result came fear and hate
that ignores that they had lied
and by that fear and hate was driven
shame that took away your way of livin’
you now can’t trust that what’s god-given
won’t to you be denied
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5. |
More Human Than You, Man
04:35
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you could be out there just like always
but then nothing’s makin’ a sound
a strange sort of light surrounds you
as they rise up from the ground
there’s nothing you can do, man
nothing you can do
they’re more human than you, man
more human than you
in spite of all we’ve got
they’re everything we’re not
you’ll hear some whoops and hollers
then a roaring scream coming from afar
driving down the highway, you’ll see
one running right beside your car
there’s nothing you can do, man
nothing you can do
they’re more human than you, man
more human than you
in spite of all we’ve got
they’re everything we’re not
they watch you from a mile away
and know your intentions by your scent
imagine one has tapped into your mind
and seen things everywhere you went
there’s nothing you can do, man
nothing you can do
they’re more human than you, man
more human than you
despite all that we’ve got
they’re everything we’re not
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6. |
Elitist
01:46
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7. |
Face Time
02:25
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i find her
visually pleasin'
i wonder
sometimes if she's teasin'
i make up
some pretext of reason
to get face-time
with the foxy boss
i recall
the moment when she'd hired me
i wonder
why she's never fired me
i suspect
that it's 'cause she's desired me
i want face-time
with the foxy boss
i like
tight tops that show off her rack
i watch
tight jeans that show off her crack
i wish
she'd softly call me to the back
for some face-time
with the foxy boss
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8. |
Old & Stupid
04:15
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i might have missed the turn-off
or departure of the ship or of the train
i'd surely tried so hard that i
couldn't ever see it as in vain
what had seemed right at the time
left me feeling punished for a crime
when i was young and stupid
shit made sense
now that i'm old and stupid
truth's too dense
i'd run my mouth in public just
because i felt i had a righteous mission
with no place yet in the world
i still felt in a favorable position
to tell the many or the few
things they probably already knew
when i was young and stupid
i got loud
now that i'm old and stupid
i'm not proud
the storm in my mind ravaged every
life and home and sofa in its path
a succession of some unsuspecting
undeserving hosts received its wrath
its wayward and chaotic course
could only have led me to remorse
when i was young and stupid
i was hell
now that i'm old and stupid
i can't tell
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9. |
Wearzathong
03:41
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she wears a thong
she wears a thong
she wears a thong
a thong
a thong
she wears a thong
she wears a thong
she wears a thong
she wears a thong
a thong
a thong
she wears a thong
she wears a thong
she wears a thong
she wears a thong
she wears a thong
thong
thong
she wears a thong
she wears a thong
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10. |
James Jimmy Jim
01:54
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11. |
Holy Ghosting
03:04
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do you know the christ as body or as mind?
what of him within you might one ever find
when called to drop your pious mannerism?
convicts sometimes want to stay in prison
her affection's like a parasite that's hosting me
the christian woman's holy-ghosting me
alternating heat and cold will make appear
cracks and peeling of illustrious veneer
but exposure of the underlying real
has no effect on what she seems to feel
her affection's like a parasite that's hosting me
the christian woman's holy-ghosting me
a stony mask and cold blue gaze an option
to the incongruous smile for the deception
behaviors that characterize an intimate affair
confuse 'cause there's no real intimacy there
her affection's like a parasite that's hosting me
the christian woman's holy-ghosting me
touch me tenderly and plant a secret seed
that activates in me an obfuscated need
a secretion that feels good before it numbs
the vampire's victim so that it succumbs
the christian woman's holy-ghosting me
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12. |
You & Your Mom
03:20
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Working with a boy like you
there's bound to be an attraction
when your mom picks you up from work
it gains even greater traction
She's a beauty of first rate
make me wish I were still straight
I see where you get it from
I want a threesome
with you and your mom
She steals your scene by being
an older version of your pretty
I imagine your contentment
as a baby sucking on her titty
Your dad and your girl must be jealous
'cause you and your mom seem incestuous
I'd like to watch you make her cum
I want a threesome
with you and your mom
The way your mother looks at me
is like the way she looks at you
and like the way that I look at you, so
I look at her that way, too
I know our pleasure would be triple
if I could pull your mouth from her nipple
I wanna go where you came from
I want a threesome
with you and your mom
I gotta get me some
I want a threesome
with you and your mom
You and her and me-some
I shall have a threesome
with you and your mom
© 2023 Steve Fitch
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13. |
Throwaways
04:30
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go somewhere people
like you want to live
do you have what it takes
for what it has to give?
meet those people
then meet some more
are you someone they recognize
or someone they ignore?
some affinities
are self-evident
when your destinies
are confluent
those people were my real friends
but i had to throw them away
without the baggage
that reputations carry
and no dead history
to hope to bury
one is truly free
but feels like falling
knowing where one lands
must be where fate is calling
that woman was
just handed to me
i liked her ‘cause
she really knew me
love waited there for both of us
but i had to throw it away
it was there, close
enough for me to seize
now it’s a web of
elusive memories
all the mysteries
were there for me to learn
at my turning point
i was too stuck to turn
i’d felt joy and stress
now i am numb
i cannot now regress
just to become
the man i was supposed to be
‘cause i had to throw him away
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14. |
To Christ
05:02
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half your life ago
your own half you don’t know
got the best of you
then took the rest of you
lessons too hard to learn
compelled you to turn
to that salvation crap
that salvaged you for scrap
you gave your life to christ
not even than bargain-priced
he got himself a deal
his church tells you how to feel
you gave it to the lord
that’s all he could afford
don’t ever call him cheap
whatever helps you sleep
close your eyes and pray
try to believe what you say
it makes you sound upright
but makes you look uptight
that tattoo on your skin
recalls your former life of sin
it cannot be removed
though you testify that you’ve improved
you gave your life to christ
lower than bargain-priced
you let him decide your cost
no finder’s fee, though you were lost
you gave it to the son
when you decided you were done
with governing your sanity
then called it serenity
since you’ve been in the fold
my, how you’re getting old
and miss being younger
but still feel its hunger
how long can your glance
linger on my pants
before the point you must
admit you’re feeling lust?
you gave your life to christ
served it to him sliced
he’s been getting fat on you
while telling you what you can’t do
you lift it up to god
but don’t you find it odd
that you had fallen for the lie
that life’s in escrow ’til you die?
you gave your life to christ
lower than bargain-priced
he got himself a steal
and got to tell you what is real
you gave it to the son
sorry you fell for his con
i’ll wait for you over here
when you’re tired of shame and fear
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15. |
The Factoids
02:45
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16. |
The Long Arduous Process
03:52
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hey, kid, don't be depressed
save it for later
you are destined to concern
youself with something greater
you may not see it there
it'll catch you unaware
in the midst of millions
of strangers who don't care
expect that too much time will pass
for the long, arduous process
of pulling your head out of your ass
beyond the rough terrain for years in
inclement weather
there may come a day when
you will get your shit together
oh, but then, maybe not
but then, you'll not have thought
you'd discover more than
a hundred people ever sought
then survey all that had to pass
in the long, arduous process
of pulling your head out of your ass
one day, i got up the nerve
to write a heartfelt letter
and send it to a hundred folks
to make myself feel better
i had to apologize
for my memory in their eyes
if they still hate me, i’ve one thing
to say that now i'm wise
that too much time had had to pass
for the long, arduous process
of pulling my head out of my ass
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17. |
Wow Omigod
03:20
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Steve Fitch
The first 10 titles are compilations.
Steve Fitch recommends:
Zusammenstellung
by Kleinabermein
"Man muss schaffen um zu zerstören."
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Songs about Girls' Butts
by Colin Ambulance
Need I explain?
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How can it be wrong if it is done with love?
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Mirror Moves (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
by Death Hags
The wonderful goth-pop soundtrack for the 2023 film “Mirror Moves” augments the film’s unsettling tone.
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Lathe Cut Series 2: OFF/ON (Don't Give in to Fear)
by Death Hags
More out-of-this world psych jams from the Los Angeles outfit, thick with noise-rock fuzz and hazy dream pop vocals.
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Magnificent analog synth from Orpheus with eerie vocoder melodies that give everything a sci-fi feel.
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