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Father, Son, & Holy Ghost Meat

by Ghost Meat

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1.
Creators 03:47
I was taking fifths of whiskey alone Well, calls, calls, calls, but no one picks up the phone, And I hit the floor before I made it to bed I'm gonna make up god just to tell him he's dead I'm gonna make up god just to tell him he's dead I'm gonna make up god just to tell him he's dead I'm gonna make up god just to tell him he's dead I'm gonna make up god just to tell him he's dead I was a ghost, And I gave my bones and body to the maggots and worms, And when everything is said and done I guess I got what I deserve But I'm not sure Have I done a bad thing? You know, everyone takes, But nobody makes anything I was trying to fill the holes in my head With putty, and paste, and a bottle of meds, But I hit the floor before the bottle was dry I'm gonna make up god and then I'm gonna die I'm gonna make up god and then I'm gonna die I'm gonna make up god and then I'm gonna die I'm gonna make up god and then I'm gonna die I'm gonna make up god and then I'm gonna die I was a ghost, And I gave my bones and body to the maggots and worms, And when everything is said and done I guess I got what I deserve But I'm not sure Lo siento, mi amor You know, everyone fucks, But no one makes love anymore If this aint heaven then it must be hell Well, I fell down from my own damned pedestal, And I hit the floor before the world could be fixed I'm gonna make up god and rub his nose in his shit I'm gonna make up god and rub his nose in his shit I'm gonna make up god and rub his nose in his shit I'm gonna make up god and rub his nose in his shit I'm gonna make up god and rub his nose in his shit I was a ghost, And I gave my bones and body to the maggots and worms, And when everything is said and done I guess I got what I deserve But I'm not sure Have I done a bad thing? You know, everyone takes, But nobody makes anything You know, everyone takes, But nobody makes anything
2.
Wasp 03:26
They come as vampires, they come for blood They've got a magnifying glass, and the world is full of ants building pyramids out of crumbs Have they mentioned how the West was won? They'll sell you blankets for cheap, and you can get some sleep, and share them with the ones you love You'll be one of them in time You'll be one of them in time You'll be one of them in time You're a werewolf waiting for the moonlight They've got your prescription, so open wide Entertainers with messiahs on retainer have got 4200 flavors of candy gods for you to try Have they mentioned how the West will die? There's Dracula picking his teeth, he knows the world is gonna bleed, he won't even have to take a bite You'll be one of them in time You'll be one of them in time You'll be one of them in time You're a werewolf waiting for the moonlight Werewolf songs and Riding Hood blues Once Grandma's gone aint no one gonna love you Got no job, no money, no food, Once Grandma's gone aint no one gonna love you Sharp teeth, Sharp teeth, The better to eat you up, my dear Sharp teeth, Sharp teeth, The better to eat you up, my dear Sharp teeth, Sharp teeth, The better to eat you up, my dear Sharp teeth, Sharp teeth, The better to eat You'll be one of them in time You'll be one of them in time You'll be one of them in time You're a werewolf waiting for the moonlight
3.
Isla Vista 04:28
You aint like the others With their pretty friends They hold their lovers While you lie alone inside your bed Judas likes his money Midas loves his gold You wanted everything Until the wanting left you cold You'll be stolen You'll be stolen You'll be stolen You were better off with nothing golden Your heart's as brown as whiskey Your spirit's just as sour You aint that pretty And you don't have any power But you've got your daddy's money Yet the girls don't seem to like your clothes Aint it funny That you can't buy what you want most? You'll be stolen You'll be stolen You'll be stolen You were better off with nothing golden You've come undone, You're spun, You're a needle without thread You drive around, Aimless, Getting lost inside your head Fortunate son, High strung, You always get your way You swear, Someday, You'll make them all pay Well, don't it make you angry? Don't it make you sick? You thought you were a vengeful god, But you're just blowing at a house of brick Judas loved his money Midas loved his gold You wanted everything But you couldn't even keep your soul You'll be stolen You'll be stolen You'll be stolen You were better off with nothing golden You'll be stolen You'll be stolen You'll be stolen You were better off with nothing golden
4.
Storybook 03:24
They told ya stories of a vengeful, loving god Dogma! Dogma! Everything you do is wrong And within steeples people pick apart your flaws Hush little baby, don't you cry, Mama's gonna buy you an afterlife They tell you stories that they use to scare their kids I've got three eyes! I've got three eyes! I know everything you did When it gets tough they give you drugs and call it quits Hush little baby, don't you fret, Daddy's gonna write us an alimony check I'm going down the chimney, I'm headed underground, To a place where my body won't be found I won't try to get to heaven I know I'm not allowed They tell you stories about strength, and skill, and pride Left, Right, Left, Right, Left! I feel so dead inside They give you orders, but they don't care if you die Hush little baby, don't be sad Mama's been shopping for a bran-new dad I don't know where they'll send me I've locked eyes with the devil's friends I don't think I'll be coming home again And I can't get into heaven Cause I don't look like I'm one of them
5.
Bodies 03:26
Steam powered day dreams Dragging the river upstream There aint no bodies left to be seen Hark They've all capsized in the dark Something must be wrong with their hearts Scream while you breathe in saline Nothing left to do but to drown There aint no bodies left to be seen Fall in a pit of alcohol You aint got no body Cause you aint nobody at all

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All songs written by Raleigh Drennon, Audrey Johnson, Sam Retton, and Janell Bowen, subsequently known as ghost force.

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released November 13, 2015

metal, the element. It makes annoying noises, but if you use it right, you can convince people it's cool.

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