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1.
I wear women's underwear And then I go to strike a pose in my full length mirror I cross my legs just like a queer But my libido is strong when a lady is near, ya What defines a straight man's straight? Is it the boxer in the briefs or a twelve ounce steak? (Naw) I tell you what a women loves most It's a man who can slap but can also stroke Goin' in the wind is an eddy of the truth and it's naked It's verbatim and it's shakin' No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no more getting' elated No more listless invitations Well, I live by a Hospital And every day I go out walking past them sickly windows I see people dying there But my tender age makes it hard to care With its incinerator and a big smoke stack It's a phallic symbol and it makes me laugh (Haa!) All I need is a heart attack C'mon, humble my bones with a Cardiac Goin' in the wind is an eddy of the truth and it's naked It's verbatim and it's shakin' No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no more getting' elated No more listless invitations For the love of fuck For the sake of Pete Did you ever really think you'd love a guy like me? I am the rooster in the morning I'm a cock of the day I'm the boxer in the briefs I'm a twelve ounce steak Eh-oh Yabo Ya, it's verbatim And ya, and it's naked And ya, and it's shakin', it's shakin'! It shakes, it shakes, it shakes, it shakes!
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In my house and in my room, in an envelope in a drawer, There's pieces of paper I'm in trouble for. Maybe one day I'll get off my ass and go pay the fines, But its really hard to do when you don't think its a crime. Back in the store room at work its not hard to find, People who share my same state of mind. If the big boss walks out, we'll shuffle about and hide the joint, but let me make this clear, let me make my point. Nobody notices my red eyes. Nobody notices my red eyes. Nobody notices my red eyes. Nobody notices my red eyes. I get stopped by a cop, smoking a blunt; And I'm feeling generous so I offer him some. He gives me a ticket for possession, I'll add it to my collection. Nobody notices my red eyes. Nobody notices my red eyes. Nobody notices my red eyes. Nobody notices my red eyes! Lord know's, I'm not distressed, I'm addicted to feeling just fine. Lord know's, I'm not distressed, I'm addicted to feeling just fine. I'll add it to my collection. I'll add it to my collection. Maybe one day I'll remember to pay them. Maybe one day I'll remember. Maybe one day I'll remember.
3.
Goin' on down to the synagogue I got my dance shoes on (He got a ride from his mom) After years of learning after years of listening The time has come, the night I've been wishing for The final song at my Hebrew prom, I'll show them wrong I've been waiting for so long Prepare the floor, Put down the chair Jews can skank. Yo, Jews can skank. Yo. In the darkened room there's a little groove And I'm pushing the crowd so I can get 'em into An old school dance with better momentum Oh yea, it starts off smooth Then I skank so hard and I skank so fast I pray to Hashem that my kipah stays on They're all laughing. I know better. Jews can skank yea, Jews can skank. Yea, Jews can skank. Yea, Jews can skank. We can't dance cause we got no rhythm We pick up chairs but we can't pick up women We've all been told ever since we were children We'll grow up rich and we'll make a killin' But they never told us, something was missing Jews can't skank no, Jews can't skank. No. No, Jews can't skank. No, Jews can't skank.
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The Heist 03:56
Scrolling down my check list, checking all it off Should have done it before I left because it’s getting close to our stop. The plan’s replaying over and over in my head Which sucks because if it doesn’t go perfectly, I’ll soon be dead. I’ve never owned a gun, But I’m sure I could use one. They’re all the same, Sometimes you win some you lose some. And I’ll try to get by. These means aren’t much, but they’re mine. And So I’ll go. Now I did what I said I couldn’t but you know we need the cash It’s just in and out I swear! We’ll just grab the cash and dash. I’m to far gone but its not over yet, maybe this lose of debt will cleanse my regret I’ve loaded my rifle and my back up shotty, lets get in there and start the party. I’ve never owned a gun, But I’m sure I could use one. They’re all the same, Sometimes you win some you lose some. And I’ll try to get by. These means aren’t much, but they’re mine. And So I’ll go. There was terror in their eyes at the sight of my glock So to clarify things I screamed through my ski mask stop What you’re doing and empty all your trays into to my backpack, fill it to the top And everything was going according to plan and I’d lie if I said I wasn’t having fun. But then I heard the breach, the screams, the flash, and then heard their guns. I’ve never owned a gun, But I’m sure I could use one. They’re all the same, Sometimes you win some you lose some. And I’ll try to get by. These means aren’t much, but they’re mine. And So I’ll go I’ve never owned a gun But I’m sure that I’ve used one. They’re all the same, Sometimes you win but I lost one And I’ll try to stay alive This wound ain’t much, but I’m dying. So I’ll go.
5.
Piggies at the back door, piggies at the stairs Piggies so close I see the way they stare. With snouts at the door and hooves on the floor, The plants are in the back but they're asking me for more. The Cops are after my crops. (After my crops!) The Cops are after my crops. (After my crops!) They busted in a broke the locks. (Broke the locks!) The Cops are after my crops. With their pointy hats and their curly tails too, Who's at the door is it the fucking boys in blue? Let's kill 'im in the backyard and put his head on a stake, One piggy dead for society's sake. The Cops are after my crops. (After my crops!) The Cops are after my crops. (After my crops!) They busted in a broke the locks. (Broke the locks!) The Cops are after my crops. The Cops are after my crops. (After my crops!) The Cops are after my crops. (After my crops!) They busted in a broke the locks. (Broke the locks!) The Cops are after my crops.
6.
With your feet on the air and your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head will collapse And there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself Where is my mind? Way out in the water See it swimmin' I was swimmin' in the Caribbean Animals were washed up on the rocks Except the little fish But they told me, east was west Tryin' to talk to me "Moi. Moi." Where is my mind? Way out in the water See it swimmin' With your feet on the air and your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it, yeah Your head will collapse If there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself Where is my mind? Way out in the water See it swimmin' With your feet on the air and your head on the ground Try this trick and spin it There is nothing in it and you'll ask yourself Ya there's no one else and you'll ask yourself Where is my mind?

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Finally. The long awaited First Ep of The Johnny Red Eyes. Do you like your music out of order? I know I do.

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released June 14, 2013

Recorded at: XYZed Studios and The Practice Hole in Toronto, Canada.

Produced by: Brian Steels

Original Music and Covers composed by: The Johnny Red Eyes

Original Lyrics by: Brian Steels, Eric Berall, Robert Parkinson, Carmen Umana

Album art by: Robert Parkinson

Where is my mind? - Pixies:
Written by: Black Francis
Produced by: Steve Albini
Released: 03/21/88

Verbatim - Mother Mother:
Written by: Mother Mother
Produced by: Howard Redekopp
Released: 02/27/07

We do not own the rights to both Where is my mind? or Verbatim, we have merely covered the songs.

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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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