MoonMasters

by The Johnny Red Eyes

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Predominantly recorded in 2013 at Euphonic Sound Studio, MoonMasters is the first full-length LP released by The Johnny Red Eyes.

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released July 27, 2014

All Music by: The Johnny Red Eyes
All Lyrics by: The Johnny Red Eyes
Produced by: Brian Steels and Eric Berall
Artwork by: Robert Parkinson

Recorded at Euphonic Sound Studio, Toronto, Canada.
Additional recording done at Brian, Rob and Eric's houses.

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Some rights reserved. Please refer to individual track pages for license info.

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The Johnny Red Eyes Toronto, Ontario

Formed in 2010, The Johnny Red Eyes are a band that incorporates influences from noise, punk, ska, and progressive rock.

Early formations began playing punk/ska at shows in and around Toronto. But after a line up change and a trip to Halifax, the bands sound matured, writing an interesting collection of tracks filled with interesting time signatures, strange progressions & genre-bending movements
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Track Name: I Never Thought Reality Offended
Where are we?



I think we're lost.
Track Name: Pigs 'n Panties
And when the town's asleep; I stumble through creek
With briefcase full of lingerie and a drink is all I need
No need for incentives, No sense of right or wrong
No need for permission, just going for a barnyard jog

At first I felt foolish but I pushed straight through that phase
As my hands did all the work, my mind was lost in the haze
of future delectable covered head to hoof in laces
My only regret is I never get to see their faces

And the headlines read "Bovine to beauty"
With a little touch of grace And a little pink lace
The town let out a cry
No one knows who or why.
No one knows who or why!
No one knows who or why I did it!!!
Track Name: Enter the Basement
Well,
If I were to doubt that two wrongs make a right
Well, my logic is full of shit.
If my goal was to live like a tyrannical lord
Well, I could deal with it

But a basement apartment is good enough
For me to feel like a king
If the world wants turn me over and force it
I'll just have to say "Fuck it"

If it still hurts you're still alive
If it still hurts you're still alive
If it still hurts you're still alive
If it still hurts you're still alive
If it still hurts you're still alive
If it still hurts you're still alive
If it still hurts you're still alive
If it still hurts you're still alive
Track Name: All 10 Inches of Ricardio
The first thing I remember was the look upon your face
As the sirens wailed the coppers pulled me full force out the door
Maybe my first clue should have the weight of my head
But I was too worried about the loss of my narrative

When I awoke my life was already in a little mess
My head was shaved my clothing ripped and my scalp was on the floor

Well I guess this how I’ll live from now on
Not a neural oscillation, you’d be lucky to get a blink
So I guess I’ll try and succeed without my mind
But freely thinking is too much fun and it cause them so much headache

Well I guess this is how most republicans must live
Not a care or a thought in the world, the wind whistles through my head
So I guess I’ll try and succeed without my brain
Well I got a job in politics so I just fit right in.
Track Name: Vincent Vegas
Watching city lights
transform into my dreams come true
Ethereal deception time now passes through
Trashed, ripped and torn
I find myself in a scattered ruin
strung out, and naked
and in arms reach from ancestors door

The pull has led me here
the mirrors edge my abolition
The Voices ringing in my mind
they aim the cause confusion
Should I take the plunge
and end it all in rash decision
I can’t decide
Too late it seems I've already fallen

When did the ground slip from underneath me
When did the ground slip from underneath my feet
The rushing sound. is this catalyst complete?
When did the ground...

No I don't feel my life is so terrible
and no I don't want to take it all away
But when the ground has slipped away from my feet, well I
Guess there’s nothing I can do or say but
No I don't feel my life is so terrible
and no I don't want to take it all away
But when the ground has slipped away from my feet, well I
Guess there’s nothing I can do or say to get out of this mess

When did the ground slip from underneath me
When did the ground slip from underneath my feet
The rushing sound. is this catalyst complete?
When did the ground...

And then I see the back of my head; my heart sinks, but my heart is not within me. Then I see the back of my head; My heart sinks. When did the ground slip out from under my feet?

Hit the ground. When did my life slip out from under me?
Hit the ground. When did the ground slip out from under my feet?
Hit the ground. And then I see the back of my head
When did I hit the ground?
Track Name: Galactic Soft-Serve
A dome put in place
Before NASA's foré in space was stopped
But the tourists surely will flock
Who the fuck wants ice cream in space?

All the best flavours in one place
In a vacuum of taste
Milkshakes attached to feeding tubes
Malfunctions were common
It was full helmet service

All the best minds worked on design
Till the funds were gone and they resigned
The workers stayed vigilantly at their posted
The Russians said it'd only take 2 years at most

In a different time or space
It could have worked or we could have faced
The truth the fiction hides
Between the lines of beautiful lies

With a moon base in place we hoped-
The moon base was always a joke
We worked for so long to build it
What a shame! But who's to blame?

Machines at optimum temperature
Our dreams crushed by senators
What a shame! But who's to blame?
Why’d they cancel the American dream!

If we build it then who will come?
Where is the profit?!
Where is everyone?
The Moon is DESSERTED!!!
Track Name: Zynfars Revenge
R.I.P. Quarglan, the Wiggly
Track Name: Sick of It
Never quite sure who I want
Down to the grave, up on the ninth floor
While I regret the “convos” started
Whisper in the night, laying claims "no more"
I see a sign of such innocence
Sounds of the chains, singing of the sharp blade
Could she be the answer I’ve been searching for?
Waiting in the dark, laying claims "no more"

This is your life. Taste the fear, taste the knife
You know where tonight goes, but my dear, you lack the light
You lack the light

Now I know I was wrong
Losing all control, blood hits the concrete
The chord is cut it wont be long
Relish in their screams pleading out "oh god no more"
I beg but it falls to deaf ears!
Times nearly come, job's almost over
My screams seem to only pleasure!
Savour every second like there won't be one more

So you figured that you've had it with this life style. Oh, how you're sick of it
Try living with this secret every day, you cunt. Can you handle it?
You have no fear, you have no face, this wretched life
You have no promise, you have no friends, this is your life

That look in your eyes. You know what is coming
We've run out of time, and the curtain rises

This is your life. Taste the fear, taste the knife
That look in your eyes says you know it's real.
Can you see the light?
You lack the light.
Track Name: Tremours
Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Boom-BOOM CRASH!!

Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun WEEEEEE NAAAA WWEEEEEE NAAAAA NOOOOOOO NAAAAA NAAAAAAAAAAA!!!! BBEEEEE DOO-DOO BEEE DOO-DOO BEEE DOO-DOO BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun Dun-dun
Wampa-wampa Wampa-wampa, Wampa-wampa Wampa-wampa, Wampa-wampa.

DElla bella wella hellla DElla bella wella hellla DElla bella wella hellla wella smella hhaaaaaaaaaa (CRASH) (Bommmm)!!
Track Name: You don't know Me so well
I could be a serial killer, not a pillar of societies plight, just a brain spiller.
I could have killed the president back in '63 then kill Lee Harvey Oswald so he wouldn't finger me.

I can believe six impossible things before breakfast, not even with the help of my friend opium.
I could have skeletons in my basement, the two posed on the right I call "Lovers Lament"
You don't know me so well.
Track Name: I feel the same way about Disco as I do about Herpes
Pulp bound by spines move by so fast
Pages full but hollow from first to last
These symbols remind me of auditory blasts

I can’t look past the way it feels now
It’s what you’ve done
These books hold nothing but words
And these words mean nothing

Break! Spines! Let all the pages fall out
Tear! The Lines! As names spill out onto the floor
All! Aside! Lives forgotten in days!

My soul and the voice in my head are trying to tell me these books are unread
My soul and the voice in my head are trying to tell me she’s already dead

Well it's not that it's true you see, no, the things I have read,
They can't become real to me, no, they're all in my head. You're all in my head!
Track Name: Bees?
The fuzzy bee buzzed the buzzy busy beehive. Bright bloom the blossoms on the brook's bare brown banks. Bitch.

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