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The Mud Here Has Memories

by Bunny Suit

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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    5 track EP with artwork by Ludovic Florent

    Includes unlimited streaming of The Mud Here Has Memories via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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1.
The Way 05:08
My one My lonely one Why would you leave? One by one I died a thousand deaths But when the bullet comes, I will walk in the way I will walk in the way. "Kneel down.... heads down" Who´ll watch who? If you go first, your eyes will die pure Pure as your heart, Oh ´Hope´ But when the bullet comes, I will walk in the way I will walk in the way
2.
Monkey 03:00
I´m a demon, I´m a demon, I´m a reborn whore I´m a junkie , I´m a junkie, I´m a junkie A creature of the Lord, man I mean it Shake me by the claw when you greet me I don´t wanna die for what I believe in I don´t wanna hide what I believe in I will sympathise with what you´re feeling, I´m a demon, I´m a demon, I´m a reborn whore I´m a junkie , I´m a junkie, I´m a junkie A creature of the Lord, man I mean it Shake me by the claw when you greet me I really love your style, beloved Leader From bottom of the pile to bottom Feeder Spin another line and I´ll believe in Spin another line and I´ll believe in..... I´m a heathen, I´m a reason for this big old brawl Where´s the money, where´s the money, where´s the money? While the moon smiles at me, at least with one face, Will I take mercy on those who have none? I really love your thighs and what´s between them Tie them to my horns and let me eat them I will sympathize with what you´re feeling I´m a demon, I´m a demon, I´m a reborn whore I´m a junkie , I´m a junkie, I´m a junkie A creature of the Lord, man I mean it Shake me by the claw when you greet me Shake me by the claw when you greet me I believe in, I believe I´ll kneel before my Lord And say "Who´s the monkey, who´s the monkey, little monkey?" This prison may be yours but I´m no prisoner All but these four walls are my arena I love your smile and what´s between us Stay with me a while before they squeeze us Look into my eyes and what´s beneath them
3.
Oh my Lord One of us must die and one must depart So on my sword, I have fallen for you in trade for my lover But what you wanna do with my woman? What you gonna do with my woman, my woman, my woman? I am my father´s child Bursting through my bones, I light up in blue Flying over the Bardos, watching over her in all that you do But what you gonna do with my woman, what you gonna do with my woman? What you gonna do with my woman, my woman, my woman? Before they carve us apart..... Before they carve us apart..... I´m so glad that I said "hi" I will find the words that comfort your heart I will find the words that comfort your heart
4.
The Trial 05:25
There´s no disciples, no Holy Bibles, there´s no word There is nothing in whatever you have heard There´s no horror, no Gomorrah, there´s no grief No respite, no parole and no relief There´s no books, there´s no culture, there´s no titty bars Where the women wear the trousers and buy whisky and the men all just sit around in their bras There´s no wine, there´s no food, there´s no taste There´s no years eating lines in to my face There´s no jungle, there´s no desert, there´s no sea There´s no moose, there´s no bunny, there´s no me There is no way of knowing which God you should believe, When they´re all gathered around your death bed, tugging at your sleeve Saying "Please! Please! Pick me! Pick me!" There´s no hunting, there´s no bunting, there´s no greed There´s no stitching the wounds from which confetti bleeds There´s no rhyme, there´s no reason, there´s no formulaic law There´s nothing really for us to live for There´s no sonnet, no poem, no Lennon, no Cohen, No such thing as an ordinary man There´s no end of the line without a rope There´s no neck facing death with any hope There´s no miaow, there´s no growl, there´s no roar No struggle, no famine, no war You can take a horse to water but you cannot make it drink You can take a whore to bed but you cannot make her dream You can take a horse to water but you cannot make it drink You can take a whore to bed but you cannot make her dream There´s no music with any guts or a little goddamn fucking soul In this shit that they clean and then shovel down your hole To all the idiots who play pauper and spew dribble for the cause And to the jaws which have slacked to the point of dragging on the floor I´m just telling like it is Do you want me to tell you what there is? There´s nothing but the loneliness we face All us wanderers who are chained to this one place
5.
Her 05:46
Come on park the car..... (Fools) Take what you want, your heart belongs to me Take what you want your heart belongs to me Skin white as a dove Eyes blue as our love (Fools) Take what you want, your heart belongs to me Take what you want, your heart belongs to me Take what you want, your heart belongs to me Killer as you are I know who you are Take what you want, your heart belongs to me

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released November 10, 2014

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