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MoonMasters

by The Johnny Red Eyes

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1.
Where are we? I think we're lost.
2.
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!!!
3.
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
4.
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.
5.
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?
6.
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!!!
7.
R.I.P. Quarglan, the Wiggly
8.
Sick of It 06:46
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.
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Tremours 01:23
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)!!
10.
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.
11.
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!
12.
Bees? 01:43
The fuzzy bee buzzed the buzzy busy beehive. Bright bloom the blossoms on the brook's bare brown banks. Bitch. That's good. That was awesome.

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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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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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