Épater le bourgeois (Expanded)

by The Deepsea Goes

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released December 23, 2016

Vocals, Guitar, Bass // Paul Michael White Jr.
Drums (Tracks 1-6) // Janine Leilani White
Drum Programming (Tracks 7-11) // Paul Michael White Jr.

Tracks 1-6 recorded in September, 2007 in San Pedro, CA.
Tracks 7-11 recorded in 2006 in Long Beach & Boyle Heights.

Published by Transnational Debate (ASCAP)

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Track Name: a Cock in a Frock on a Rock
Rocks is good for some
Who can't get enough
Scale the largest one
until it's all gone

Taste it
& blow it away
Feels like
I'm running in place

Stepped on chewing gum
Sweat in my palm
Trace the times I've gone
highest I've gone

Taste it
& blow it away
Feels like
I'm running in place
Track Name: April 29th
(Instrumental)
Track Name: The Son on One Side
Coucher de soleil
The sun on one side
I've reached the zenith
& I've lost my clothes
held together by clothes pins
Got the papers to prove it

When you tie off baby
Find a good replacement
I guess we'll never marry

Join in the parade
The stars as our guide
Last locomotive
with open doors
Push apart the beds now
Now we're all southwest bound

Turn your mind off setting
because it's better tasting
& our ship keeps sailing
& our ship keeps sailing

Pushed off in the rain
The son on one side
I've reached for Jesus
but I came up short
Fell into the ocean
as the storm cuts through it

I guess we'll never marry
You're not worth replacing
& our ship keeps sailing
Track Name: The System's Goin' Real Slow
Cash register winks its eye at me
Computer scans my life & what I buy
With all the time I've gained & what it's worth
I won't see another man on Earth

Staring at the screen
Turn the windows off
I don't care where I am with
with the TV on
Full body scan for a
a telegram
Send all my details to Mr. Uncle Sam

Ice cream man won't sell nothing to me
Plays his song all night & drives alone
Low APR, no finance for six months
No better time here now on Earth

Staring at the screen
Turn the windows off
I don't care where I am with
with the TV on
Full body scan for a
a telegram
Send all my details to Mr. Uncle Sam

Staring at the screen
Turn the windows off
I don't care where I am with
with the TV on
Full body scan for a
fuckin' telegram
Send all my details to Mr. Uncle Sam
Send all my details to Uncle Sam
Send all my details to Uncle Sam
Track Name: Vampire Son
I paint the silver warheads
every single time
but the job to drop that bomb
that ain't mine

Daring saved the lives of men
Mommy spent her days in bed
Craving all the lives he sees
Sleeping with the bugs & fleas

He stole the book on breaking rules
Pissing on the life they bred
Drinking blood money instead

I brought him to your doorstep
& you let him slide
But if you're not gonna stop him
Well, I just might

Homeless nothing left to spend
Freeway underpass he lives
Living life with broken skis
Jury he could never please

He stole the book on breaking rules
Pissing on the life they bred
Drinking blood money instead

Can't break the news
He's got no hooks
Waiting for his time to end
Seems jail time is for the best
Track Name: Who's Awesome Cans? Hers!
Hotel room without walls
we put on a show, yea
This place is crowded with us
He's watching all night long
Taken you on the way down
without their cigarettes
They will pay me off now
Just push this on out loud

(Ah, push it)

Laying on your back you look like
a motorcycle crash
Despite the smoke & broken glass
you look alright to me
Playing on the staircase
I won't use both of my hands
You should've known better than
taken two looks

Take the elevator
disappear on the way
No trace of presence in bed
& nothing on my hands
Looking down at my pants
& searching for her hands
Watch the camera down
& never see her again

Laying on your back you look like
a motorcycle crash
Despite the smoke & broken glass
you look alright to me
Playing on the staircase
I won't use both of my hands
You should've known better than
taken two looks