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Battlesushi

by Sexy/Heavy

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The Task At Hand: Count their drones They never add to the sum of bones Marching slow Lines are crooked, see perfect rows Tap your hooves and get undressed Trust me baby, it's for the best. Dance! Pagans Dance! Tap your hooves to this new romance And if we could shed these skins, cast it, wilt and die We're changing minds once we get high! Paddling fear You fumble truths like your first brazier Twisted love Morals in spite of and not because Tell me, ask you "why would he?" Create this earth a soul filter machine? Dance! Pagans Dance! Tap your hooves to this new romance And if we could shed these skins, cast it, wilt and die We're changing minds once we get high! It's want you want, it's what you wanna believe It's what you want, it's what you get It's want you want, it's what you wanna believe And I cast you all Into the sun! Cast you into the sun!
2.
Rev. Snail 04:06
Rev.Snail Behold these rubber mouthed cannibals Consume reluctant grooms Say he'll better in the long run Teddy, See him return to the spoon. Memory cyanide It's bad for your bones Memory cyanide A king from his throne She left a trail just to pull him in tight He just kicked in the dirt Would pulling back inside make it alright? Well he just kicked in the dirt. And there we danced under sexual perfume and we met the devil with 6 6 6 in the room. Memory cyanide It's bad for your bones Memory cyanide It's liquor for drones Here comes Mr. Infossible See him forget where he roamed And there he sank so gradual And there he rested his bones Just show me inconceivable Baby, break all their rules Just give me insatiable And show me what you can do So give me Suzi Witchchild She never gets enough Come on load your shotgun honey And load it with your love
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Battlesushi 04:23
BATTLESUSHI Well it’s the words that consume me It’s the taste that you can’t shake Well Lack, Fonzie, Surrender He seized everything – but the day. Become everything unhuman. Words, Knives, Replicas of lives.. Well fiends sell lullabies Watch them grow and triple in their size It’s the taste that you can’t shake. Go and feed him all that he can take And now the beasts have all been run Around your neck the shame is hung Now you’re mad, ‘cause nobody told you. It disappears yet it sits there beside you.. Oh Huxtable won’t you put up a fight. Huxtable is going out tonight He’s void of contribution Around his neck the shame is hung And yet I am understanding I am everything under the sun Lyrics by Logan Jeffs, Blast o Rama Music
4.
Nasty Poison Sting: Sing, Sing to me I listen in, I start to bleed Lover, well you can fold Forget what you've been told Fake! Tease! Love is the world's greatest disease You tell me it's a city's disease Too late ... this cough and wheeze Applehead, you aim to please Well you can suck the dick of my sleaze trapeze All this bring my blood to the boil I say fuck them and all their toil Innotation.... Fake! Tease! Love is the world's greatest disease Got that nasty poison sting All this bring my blood to the boil I say fuck them and all their toil Innotation...
5.
H/S 03:42
H/S But you’ve known better, than to serve me first. I’m fighting for air though I came well prepared And I must say, it’s the first time I noticed you’ve got paper feet too. All it’s worth, a televised affair. But you’ve known better than to save me first. Sugar and spice has merged with flowers and lies And the way that I feel when I watch you move to the beat. And it took one word that I just can’t seem to find. One word that sums you up has gone and slipped my mind. For all it’s worth a televised affair. All I need are these good clean drugs... You arrived in me like good clean drugs baby...
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Spooky Spark 03:50
Spooky Spark They beat their fists and they shout loud No one here No one home And they live ghosted in halls of memory All change – say you only have a minute yet there’s 45 seconds to go Yet they’re living slow If there’s a place for them it’s not really here And I forget... Just where they said they’d be.. They danced in cross-hairs and ... I watched them die. I’ve been in high doses. It’s kept me from bed. The drugs in our bodies The finance we fed. 45 Seconds to go
7.
Testibreasticles It tasted sweet And it tasted sweet It was a nail in the deepest scars A promise yet again here we are And it tasted sweet And your buzzards have picked me to bones lady A sad triumph for the D list stars And in the darkness clipped their wings Take imbeciles and name them kings Angel of deceit Cough it up and swallow down Justified around and around And I taste defeat And I was walking in a desert of clouds, and just maybe I could find my way back down It was a nail in the deepest scars Lady, you said “no cause for alarm!” Well I sunk below and I screamed save me And what did you do but turn away And all the time you left me here lonely and well missing you Was the hardest thing that I had to do Angel of deceit See you chase coins dipped in lust Codes compensate some kind of trust Angel of deceit Well I sunk below and I screamed save me And what did you do but turn away And through and through the darkest of angels are judging you Just like you always knew It was a nail in the deepest scars A fucking promise didn’t get very far And I won’t repeat So I best be leaving your arms baby Goodbye my D list star...
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Debut album. Purchase comes with a bonus track, remix, artwork and a video clip.

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released December 7, 2013

All songs by Logan Jeffs and Ross Walker.
All lyrics by Logan Jeffs

Facebook: @sexyheavy
Contact: sexyheavyinfo@gmail.com

Logan Jeffs (The Knave) – All Guitars, Vocals and backing
Ross Walker – Bass, keys,
Tom Larkin – Drums

All songs recorded and arranged by Logan and Ross at Normanby HQ in Melbourne, except for the drums which were recorded by Ben Ehrenberg at Studios in the City, Melbourne.
Mixed and Engineered by Tom Larkin and Ben Ehrenberg at Studios In The City (Home Surgery) Melbourne.
Mastered by Evan Short at Mercury Audio in Auckland, NZ.

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