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Darling Fascist Bully Boy

by Boomshanka

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1.
Nostradamus 03:04
Lou Reed’s pimpin coca Bottles, shades and marijuana He’s a menace Wants to take me for a drive He’s got Jesus on his necklace Windows down and flossin habits Smoking camels Smells like pussy in his ride. I’m just trying to get through this high Still got half my pride and all my spine Don’t know if this is how I die Fitted in this velvet disguise. Shoots his shot like Andy Warhol I’m a bad bitch, feel like trouble. I’m like Bowie. I’m all cheekbones, I’m a god. Wearing press-on nails and Prada Doomed as fuck like Nostradamus Got DeNiro like we’re running from the mob. I’m just trying to get through this high Still got half my pride and all my spine Don’t know if this is how I die Fitted in this velvet disguise.
2.
Liz Phair 02:14
Naked alone Taking bets Taking numbers Waking up the neighbors. Still fuck and run Like Liz Phair Like my sisters Pretty stoned and tired I just did some dumb shit Bitch, I am dumb bitch 2+2 to tango, now I’m drinking just to forget. I just did some dumb shit Fucked it, so I fucked it 2+2 to tango, now my dumbass paying for it. Wet at the bar Open legs Open fires Planning out a slaughter. Lost to the world Close to crying Close to cumming “I’ve got work in the morning.” I just did some dumb shit Bitch, I am dumb bitch 2+2 to tango, now I’m drinking just to forget. I just did some dumb shit Fucked it, so I fucked it 2+2 to tango, now my dumbass paying for it. Taste of your talk On the tip Of my tongue I fake it every time I say your name. Taste of your talk On the tip Of my tongue Fucked it just to fuck it, I might fuck around and fuck off. Fucked it just to fuck it, I might fuck around and fuck off I just did some dumb shit Bitch, I am dumb bitch 2+2 to tango, now I’m drinking just to forget. I just did some dumb shit Fucked it, so I fucked it 2+2 to tango, now my dumbass paying for it. 2+2 to tango, now my dumbass paying for it. 2+2 to tango, now my dumbass paying for it.
3.
Afraid if I go home that you will just party alone There’s Mansfield and James Dean, but you want a crash of your own It’s not enough to be young and affected You’ve got a beggar that lives in your head and He wants from you what you’ve wanted from me all along. Can you tell me where you are? Can you tell me the president’s name? Is there a doctor in this bar? There’s an itch in this man’s brain. Afraid if I go home that you will just party alone There’s Mansfield and James Dean, but you want a crash of your own It’s not enough to be young and affected You’ve got a beggar that lives in your head and He wants from you what you’ve wanted from me all along. And for the grace of god Spinning out but sitting still Is there someone I can call? Is there an ache you had to kill? Afraid if I go home that you will just party alone There’s Mansfield and James Dean, but you want a crash of your own It’s not enough to be young and affected You’ve got a beggar that lives in your head and He wants from you what you’ve wanted from me all along.
4.
Im full of people I am a party the rooms on fire I feel like carrie I want to come late to your party Come noon tomorrow the house is empty I got lost in the palisades Alone I saw heat touch the sky And took my body home Im full of people I am a party the rooms on fire I feel like carrie I want to come late to your party Come noon tomorrow the house is empty I was just over there dancing It’s just the trouble of making of my mind Come lay the blanket of violence There is a trouble disguised Cancel the soldiers They’re growing bolder Told in a sequence Last call for regrets More shit to pick up come light Im fond of sin Im full of people I am a party the rooms on fire I feel like carrie I want to come late to your party Come noon tomorrow the is empty I got lost in the palisades Alone I saw heat touch the sky And took my body home Im full of people I am a party the rooms on fire I feel like carrie I want to come late to your party Come noon tomorrow the house is empty
5.
Home Invader 05:32
The great divide you were an anchorman’s words absurd. Damnation, the way that you face me I’m way too far gone. I got too comfortable, I’m low to the ground I’m not used to feeling like home Don’t run from the doorway, it’s not yours to slam It’s too early for that kind of noise Sleep for a while and I’ll come break your fall I know it’s the end I’ve got places to be right now Baseball cards, philestines signs you still want me at night home invader, fire fighting you are getting soft, home’s the way just inside. Counting your steps and running past hikers there’s kids with bikes and telephone wires. Somewhere the right one you fell aside and I want you to have this you were the lion, And I was a layman you were the rapture. take what you will not what you wanna! Take what you want from me and I’ll send you over the fifty foot balcony. Don’t close your eyes There’s no way towards the light There’s no color in mind I’ve been that blind for thirty-so years of my life. sleep for a while and I’ll come break your fall I know it’s the end I’ve got places to be right now sleep for a while sleep for a while (I’ve got places to be right now) sleep for a while sleep.
6.
Hell Is Real 03:24
I keep trying to leave and I keep finding reasons to stay If you want to kill me, I guess that this would be the way There’s so much space here, feels just like no space at all I promise to linger if you promise to come when I call Hell is real I got no where else to be Ive heard other states exist I don’t think I believe. I am a serpent, I am a deceiver of man I am a house fire, burnt cinder lovers in my hand Send up my children, let Isaac taste mountain snow I want to forget, leaving him there in the cold Hell is real I got no where else to be Ive heard other states exist I don’t think I believe.
7.
Beggars 04:03
Can you tell me where you are? Can you tell me the president’s name? Is there a doctor in this bar? There’s an itch in this man’s brain. Afraid if I go home that you will just party alone There’s Mansfield and James Dean, but you want a crash of your own. It’s not enough to be young and affected You’ve got a beggar that lives in your head and He wants from you what you’ve wanted from me all along. And for the grace of god Spinning out but sitting still Is there someone I can call? Is there an ache you had to kill? Afraid if I go home that you will just party alone There’s Mansfield and James Dean, but you want a crash of your own. It’s not enough to be young and affected You’ve got a beggar that lives in your head and He wants from you what you’ve wanted from me all along.

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released November 25, 2020

Vocals by Sprout Reed and Jack Doran
Written by Sprout Reed and Jack Doran
Additional lyrics by Hannah Bundy
Produced by Jack Doran
Cover art by Jack Doran and Sprout Reed

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