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Garbage

by Car Door Dick Smash

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    2018 album Garbage.
    Recorded/Mixed [poorly] by Car Door Dick Smash
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1.
OPEN THE MANHOLE There’s a perfect place where a party can be Absolutely crazy dangerous and free It’s a little gross it doesn’t matter to me Sewer party BYOB There’s no fuckin rules underneath the streets Everybody down there is a nasty freak Perfect place for all the horny mutants to meet Sewer party Whip out your D Blehhhh I think it’s time to find some strange Something weird something untamed To make it worth diving through muck I’ll find something down to fuck SEWER FUCKIN No more normal urges nothing else can satisfy The sewer’s showed me something that I cannot deny Can’t get off on normal shit, nothing that money buys, But down here sexy creatures are in ample supply GET FUCKING GROSS LETS HAVE A GOOD TIME ALL I KNOW IS THAT I AM SLIME
2.
Burning hurting painful Bleeding Scorching Steaming killer Shitting Never ending bloody Shitfest Lacerating my Asshole Fire eating out my Anus Cannot take this pain no more Dehydration - fluids Flushed Feel my innards start to Drain Too much Can't take This pain I want death Final, fatal Defecate This toilet is now my grave! And I'm dead SHIT
3.
Late at night drunk as shit after the show No money left, can't afford to eat on the road Shed my sweaty clothing - time to sandwich with skill Mayo, bread, ham and cheese - into my Foreman Grill Preheat the griddle as I reach for the whiskey On top of my fridge, unopened full handle My dick hits the heat, I recoil suddenly Bottle landing on the grill clamping on my cock! Rush to freeze my burning dong, I cram it in the ice box Shut the fridge door on my stick, repeatedly Panic as the skin breaks, due to the sudden temp change Shriveled shredded burnt stump is all I have left Lying on the cold hard tile Tear in my eye but still I've yet to die Uncork the whiskey as I will need this Upend the bottle - I will drink to my dead dick
4.
Get up - Shower off My shame - Time to die Again - Melt my eyes Daily - Ritual Comfort - In patterns Emails - Fuck em all Trying - To grow a spine Get out - So I said 5 years - And still here Will this - Ever end I've been - Done for years Paycheck - Requirement The end of your days draws nearer and nearer SLAVE TO THE DESK! This desk chair: My ball and chain Cursed to a chair The end of your days draws nearer and nearer SLAVE TO THE DESK! AUTO PILOT TO THE GRAVE. Get up - Shower off My shame - Time to die Again - Melt my eyes Daily - Ritual Comfort - In patterns Emails - Fuck em all Trying - To grow a spine Get out - So I said 5 years - And still here Will this - Ever end I've been - Done for years Worthless - Piece of shit The end of your days draws nearer and nearer SLAVE TO THE DESK! This desk chair: my ball and chain Cursed to a chair The end of your days draws nearer and nearer SLAVE TO THE DESK! AUTO PILOT TO THE GRAVE.
5.
Cursed by a plague of rotting undead food Condemned to a life of burning indigestion Eternally you upchuck all of your guts Burning bile destroys esophagus Eternally.... Internally... Consuming antacids yet there will be no relief Fiery rage within your stomach walls Intestinal tract turned inside out and knotted Digested alive your innards have now rotted Eternally.... Internally...
6.
Fuckin' Walking through the park Eyes out for the narc Hiding til after dark Carrying the load Not just some hater My mission is greater: Feeding alligators Synthetic cathinones To create the murdering ultimate death machine Bath Salt Gators! Minds are fucking god damn fried consuming humans to survive Bath Salt Gators! Never-ending killing spree Advanced strength, integrity Bath Salt Gators! Tripping balls and murdering Untouchable death machine Bath Salt Gators Eating Humans I feed them the salts, Their eyes go blue and white Purple from their ears Red mist from their minds Emerging from the waters On two legs they now stand Their final goal Is to eat every human
7.
Deep in my den, I survive on mtn dew Leveling my rogue and my mage Keep curtains closed, I do not want to see the world Fertile human females fuel my rage Hey! Deadbeat! You should do something besides Beat your meat! Get a job! You are fucking 32 and Still a huge slob! I can take him He is old Time for payback One thousand fold Fight your dad! Get out of the basement! Fight your dad! This is your house now! Fight your dad! Tried to make you pay rent! Fight your dad! Now this fucker’s going down! Who’s a loser now Not me I will disavow Family How’s it feel? You’re done, no longer the king You’ve been bested by your only spawn Still, my lair, downstairs, brings comfort to me I will not emerge until the dawn Hey! Asshole! Never beaten I still Have control! Still my house! I regret having children Now get out! Fight your dad! Get out of the basement! Fight your dad! This is your house now! Fight your dad! Tried to make you pay rent! Fight your dad! Now this fucker’s going down!
8.
Open fans Of concealed carry Aroused by The military Economic "Mastermind" Fearful of The foreign kind Aggressively Into standing Swear allegiance Or eat the lead
9.
Come on down, gather round To the fuckin' basement now! Grab some beers, lose your fears In a circle - run around Mosh it up, moshing down Mosh until you hit the ground Getting hurt, lose your shirt and MOSH WITH YOUR TITTIES OUT! Cracking cold ones with the boys The band is cranking golden noise Another band another set Mosh until you're fucking dead Beers are gone and now you're wasted Can't escape this fuckin' basement There's only one thing left to do MOSH WITH YOUR TITTIES OUT! Come on down, gather round To the fuckin' basement now! Grab some beers, lose your fears In a circle - run around Mosh it up, moshing down Mosh until you hit the ground Getting hurt, lose your shirt and MOSH WITH YOUR TITTIES OUT! TITS OUT!
10.
Bill Scully's a fuckin' dick.
11.
Over stuffed we don't have enough food for all Only way To fucking save Humanity Excessive rays Climate change Harvest razed A better seed To build - we must Turn to science In which we trust Increase the yield and Strengthen crops GMOs GMOs GMOs GMOs are really fuckin' cool
12.
At the mall - surrounded by sheep Mall rats and goddamn dweebs Large earlobes and larger jeans Searching for their worthless scenes Descending Landing plate Gives way Future corpses Cannot be saved Escalator to their grave Platforms collapse exposing dangerous gears Everyone facing their greatest fears Bodies crunch as they all get twisted They will be smashed into fucking liquid! J NCO Jeans caught In the machine Humans sucked in Grinding steps Rips flesh Crushing bones Bodies mesh SMASHED INTO LIQUID
13.
Public Intoxicator How the fuck did I end up in jail Public Intoxicator No one knows I’m in here, no one’s paid bail A cold bunk is all I get There’s no place for me to shit Living nightmare this is hell People banging on the walls Some guy has no clothes at all I will die inside this cell Lunch Eat up Fuck This sucks Sleep Pass time Freeze Wait for Someone to pay bail Wake Search town Where’s This clown Make Phone calls To Find out This dick is a Public Intoxicator Get out just in time to play the show Public Intoxicator Time to get drunk
14.
Force you to talk - I'll force you to die Luer lock needle straight to your thigh Entering femoral artery Killing you slowly Contents filled up with debris From my rectal cavity Boiled down to a degree Of lowered viscosity Lethal Fecal Injection Dirt snake enters through the stab wound Clogging veins impeding blood flow Body fails to staunch the spread Fever races to your head Dizzying and draining Eyes fogging and now fainting Immunity now down and out From your lowered white blood cell count
15.
Fuck progress move backwards Fuck
16.
Retox 02:13
Full time intoxication starts to slow the brain And I don’t mean get stupid I mean feeling lame I don’t feel anything That slug of beer that joint it doesn’t do the trick My brain receptor’s off and then it starts to click I took a break Tolerance be damned its time to drink beer like a man RETOX RETOX RETOX I’ve had enough RETOX RETOX RETOX Let’s get weird RETOX RETOX RETOX Life is rough RETOX RETOX RETOX RETOX RETOX Let’s drink some fucking beer! Life in a constant state of fuzz and I know what I’m doing Without drugs and drinking my life would be ruined Can’t stop or I will die RETOX RETOX RETOX I’ve had enough RETOX RETOX RETOX Let’s get weird RETOX RETOX RETOX Life is rough RETOX RETOX RETOX RETOX RETOX
17.
Oh shit there he goes - IN THE PIT AGAIN Running 'round in circles - WITHOUT ANY FRIENDS He doesn't need a ring of flesh or even stomping beats He just needs a single amp and shoes upon his feet Guitar plugged in and feedback screams - HE RUNS AROUND THE PIT Inappropriate timing - HE DOESN'T GIVE A SHIT He moshes during soundchecks, he moshes in the queue I saw him at mcdonald's - he moshed the playplace too
18.
Fuck We'll see now who wins and who dies While you're tied up to the tree Engine revs as the line extends And you cower under me Dead grass spits into your face Sticking with sweat onto your clothes 9.5 hundredths of an inch Begins to slice into your nose Suck on my line trimmer perversion Otorhinolaryngological street surgeon Your skin strips away like a baked summer squash I laugh as your face turns into slosh I cut through the rope now you're free to go Your feet are intact but your head is no more I stopped just shy of rib number three leaving your torso soaked in gore Weedwhacker Nose Job!
19.
Cigarettes, smoked meat, cheeto dust, round-up Aspartame, Fructose, corn syrup Ammonia, fertilizer, pork chops, charcoal Alcohol, cheez wiz, aerosol, Bleach Bacon, Benzene, 1,3-Butadiene Oil shale, walnut sawdust X-Rays, radium, plastic, plumbum Asbestos, Fuchsine, Stachybotrys chartarum! WE'RE ALL GONNA GET CANCER WE'RE ALL GONNA GET CANCER WE'RE ALL GONNA GET CANCER WE'RE ALL REALLY FUCKED!
20.
Late night alcoholic redemption Culinary competition rejection Pleas to quit falls on ears deaf Through hatred create the ultimate chef! By thunder and lightning Beneath the moon Wiring circuits And cutlery Pots and pans to form a man A robotronic cooking fan Programmed to cook, bake and boil Runs on pure olive oil The Cast Iron Chef! In the iron kitchen Turning up the heat All six burners fired up Never has been beat No one cuts as fast as him No one cooks so mean Nobody can ever win Against his pork n beans Another night, another win Continued victories But no one ever could predict The list of casualties (An) error in the signal Mistake - in the code Frying of the motherboard Caused him to explode Grater in one hand six knives in the other Attacking everyone in sight, slicing them like butter Into the grinder go the humans, saves their skin for casing Turning the handle, time for human sausage tasting! His handles gleam "Martha Stewart" they read The last thing you'll see Causing your death THE CAST IRON CHEF CAST IRON CHEF CAST IRON CHEF

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Guitars and bass recorded at Studio D, Lafayette, IN, October/November 2018
Vocals recorded at Studio D and The Boss's Dungeon, St. Louis, MO, November 2018
Album mixed by Kegs and Car Door Dick Smash
Album cover by Kegs/A-Trayne

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released December 21, 2018

Kegs - Guitars/Vocals
A-Trayne - Guitars/Vocals
Drunk Chris - Bass
Computer - Drums

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