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Good Witch
06:51
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My woman’s been out running around
She got knocked up by some sorry clown
& I didn’t know nothing until she started to show
Well I thought we had something more
But now I’m showing her the door
I couldn’t believe my eyes when the tears started to flow
She never took my magick seriously
She might be a bitch, but indeed that witch is me
& now I can’t seem to find myself casting her a jinx
Well I guess that she’s just lucky, this time, that I’m a good Witch
I could put a spell on her family
I could sell her bastard to my king
I could make her get on her knees & beg me to die
But I wouldn’t use my spells for such things
I know what my magick might bring
Plus I know that she’s going to hell to burn forever & fry
She never took my magick seriously
She might be a bitch, but indeed the witch is me
But I just can’t seem to find myself hanging from her family tree
Well I guess that she’s just lucky, this time, that I’m a good Witch
You stabbed me in the back
with my own knife
& all along you knew
I had a severed spine
Simulated innocence
You said your house wasn't haunted
But the ghosts creep
with a light shined upon them
No shame but a fear for blame
Gambling emotions on your peak
What goes around gets shot down
By the seeker whom you still seek
Whom you seek
She never took my magick seriously
She might be a bitch, but indeed the witch is me
But I just can’t seem to find myself casting her a jinx
Well I guess that she’s just lucky, this time, that I’m a good Witch
I’m a good Witch
I’m a good Witch
Watch me switch now
That’s right bitch
I’m a good Witch
I’m a good Witch
& I’ll get you my pretty
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Bad Witch
03:09
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I’m a bad witch
I don’t memorize my rites & spells
& I kinda find it hard to tell
One theban letter from another
Not a good witch
If I was I’d honor each holiday
The ones where the Witches play
With the spirits and each other
I might believe in magick
But lately I’m too depressed
to conjure a card trick
I’m no wizard
Whether my beard is full & white
Or my chin is bald & bright
I’m still not worthy of that name
Won’t turn ya to a lizard
Nor a newt or bird of feather
You’d only get better
When I mistake my embers for flame
My mind it should be loose
But lately I’m wound up tighter
Than the knot on a noose
I’m just a sinner
Genesis though Revelation tell
How I’m going straight to Hell
But they don’t tell ya it’s full of saints
Less than a winner
Whether I’m lost I’m still losing
But not consciously choosing
To burn out or stay the same
Clutching crystals & Stone
I’ve only just learned that
My soul’s not my own
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3. |
Holy Ejaculate
03:45
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I’m losing my mind just thinking of time that’s been melting my soul away
I haven’t done shit & I’m ready to quit because I can’t get in any other word to say
My brain’s gone and turned on me
I’m surprised I still can see
& tell a rock from a tree
I’m only shades of blue when I’m told I’m supposed to be a rainbow
People says that I’m so nice
Others say that I’m cold as ice
But when I think of paradise
I imagine myself buried six feet under & burning far below
God’s a fat bitch
Christ is just God’s holy ejaculate
I’ve swallowed every lie
My eyes staring at the sky
I hope I bleed before I die
But every chance I get I know it’s gonna be a hit or a miss
My skin it don’t see sun-rays
I’m sleeping away my days
I don’t really have much to say
I’m just protected by the ejaculation of serpents sealed with a kiss
Come slither over & taste my cum
Lick the tip with your forked tongue
Let your underbelly upon my breast
Wrap your tail around my neck
God’s a fat bitch
I am just a dog’s ejaculate
I am just a dog’s ejaculate
I am just a dog’s ejaculate
I am just a dog’s Ejaculate
Your god is the devil you despise
I’m cursed I’m sure & I am so poor that I can’t account for what I said
I am so lost & I can’t count the cost or recall any book that I ever read
It’s getting late or is seven & eight
just words on an English alphabet?
Is time just mine or a paradigm
Of whoever is counting life & death?
Everyone is just fine
All of this is alright
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4. |
Excelsior!
04:29
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(Instrumental)
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5. |
Trans Girls Need Guns
04:41
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Little Pig, Little Pig let me in
I'm gonna make a rug out of your skin
I'm hunting you down like you've done our world
I'm hunting you down like you've done our girls
This ain't another witch hunt, ain't another lie
We're gonna burn down every last pig sty
You heard it right here and you heard it here first
Every dead queer leaves behind a curse
Trans Girls Need Guns!
Bigger than the ones we were assigned to
Trans Girls Need Guns!
Keep a knife to the thigh in case you gotta slice through
Trans Girls Need Guns!
Trans Girls Need Guns!
Burn the cis at the stake if they try and stab a stake through you
Take them to the gallows, unveil the guillotine
It's the only accountability they've ever seen
They kill us in the streets, desecrated by their laws
Now we have the numbers and we have the claws
Trans Girls Need Guns!
Bigger than the ones we were assigned to
Trans Girls Need Guns!
Keep a knife to the thigh in case you gotta slice through
Trans Girls Need Guns!
Trans Girls Need Guns!
Burn the cis at the stake if they try and stab a stake through you
Little pig, Little Pig so full of sin
My boot's gonna kick your face right in
You weren't so sweet & you didn't play nice
We are the cats and now you're the mice
Trans Girls Need Guns!
Bigger than the ones we were assigned to
Trans Girls Need Guns!
Keep a knife to the thigh in case you gotta slice through
Trans Girls Need Guns!
Trans Girls Need Guns!
Burn the cis at the stake if they try and stab a stake through you
Get an extra piece for an enby & a trans boy too!
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flum·mox/ˈfləməks/ Perplex (someone) greatly; bewilder.
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