Gardeners of the Devil's Lettuce

by Buffalo Tooth

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Available now on Captcha Records

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released 30 December 2014

Eric Kang - bass/vox
Sean Grange - drums/vox
Greg Downing - guitar/vox

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Track Name: Miss Molly
Miss Molly cuts her fingers
Miss Molly cuts her toes
It's the only way she get's off
It's the only way she knows

Cut the skin
Bleeding was her only sin
Right when you think she's gone, she's had enough

When your eyes bleed and your hand screams
Oh, please no
You know you're just a lonely soul
I never wanted you to replace your fear
With the cold cut of pointed steal
When you just wanted to feel
Track Name: Mr. Vibrator
"Mr. Vibrator, you got a lot to say"
"Mr. Vibrator, you got a lot to explain"
Just hold me tight, I will be your light
And join along at home on your own, transistor radio right

I wanted nothing to show
Running her hands through my hair
It doesn't matter what I say to them
I'll get my own in the end.

If you wanna go and get her,
If you wanna see her die,
If you wanna hold her empty,
You just have to look into her eyes.
Track Name: Space Polygamy
Magnetic fields
Cosmic family
My seed, will fly to different planets

Wivessss!!

Take control of our loveship
Help me get around
One by one I will fill you up
You will drink from my cup

Wives and children
I'm the one you love
Like god above you
I will hold you up

Fly Starchild!

One by one, I will fill you up
You will drink from my cup
My love pods
Shooting stars
Give me sons

Unholy fusion of gods in flesh love
my new creation, released from your loins
Track Name: Bank Job
Move along little lady, we got a long way to go
Get over, there's the place we gotta roll

Babe I gotta leave ya
Tell 'em you ran away don't tell 'em where I am
Babe I gotta leave ya
You tell 'em where I am, they'll hunt me down again, I'll have to kill a man

Lay low little lady
I'll come and get you all alone
Wait up, wait up for me
I'm gonna take you to our home

Babe I gotta leave ya
Tell 'em you ran away don't tell 'em where I am
Babe I gotta leave ya
You tell 'em where I am, they'll hunt me down again, I'll have to kill a man

I opened up, your dreams
You said you wanted to get your revenge
Now we're on our own dear
And our lies will keep us free
Track Name: Little Girl
You're so lost
You're so fine
Can't you see? I see you're running on the line
Daddy knows, we gotta go
Don't you see? we best just move on down the road

Baby admit, I am worth your precious time

Just come tonight, lemme whisper in your ear
Take your time, baby don't shed no tear
Every time you leave my grasp
I'll be there

You say you wanna die, I wanna show you what it means
You say you'll be alright, I wanna live in your dreams
You say you wanna die, I wanna show you what it means
Track Name: Wet Circumstances
Lost little lady, take my hand
For a price, I will take you from this land
You will do, as I tell you or you will die
If you behave, you'll be my wife

Wake up, sell your soul
Seek riches, you'll never know
Now you're a lonely hole,
With no place to go

You're lost in a dream
Now sleep......

Take these pills
You'll be fine
We'll arrive
In the nick of time
Call us wolves
Call you sheep
Now's your chance to sleep
Track Name: Sex Priest
Into your head, where I don't belong
Run along little baby, you're all alone
You won't see what I've done wrong
Come along little momma, I'll take you home

I walk away
Into your head
I see the thoughts
In your brain
Track Name: Smells Like Jello
No one cares about your soul
When you're unknown
The third world just doesn't exist
In your family home

Don't think about them
They're just pretend

Pay your taxes and pray to Jesus
There's nothing wrong
Let 'em die in their own filth
It's all their fault

Don't think about them
They're just pretend
Track Name: Snacktology
I love snacks
Track Name: Street Poo
All I need is one more rock and I'll be fine
I'll rip it right out your claws and make it mine
My lips are burned, my hands are scabbed and my eyes are blind
But I'm holdin on, and I'm scratchin' on and I'm creepin' on ya

Get it
Need it
Now it's all I can see
Gotta breathe it
Feel the shit in my lungs

Cheatin'
Stealin'
Only things that I know
Greedy
Feelings
Kicked me out of my home

Now I wait
On the street
With my blade
Ready for you

Fuck, kill, shit and steal
Instincts don't lie
They'll help me get just what I need
Until I die
Love's a thing I can't hold on to
Just like my mind
Pace the concrete, pace the concrete, pace the concrete
Track Name: Laced Up
Outside causin trouble in the streets
Boy you're way too drunk
He cries "hit me again!"
You want everything and nothing at once
Well not this time boy

Laced up, from the boots up

Bottles break, fists are flyin
Boy you're way too drunk
He cries "Hit me again!"
You want everything and nothing at once
Well not this time boy
Track Name: Fuck
Open my eyes
Where did you go
I don't wanna see it
So I wait

I don't know
What it means
Did I see anything?

What does it even mean
I'm running away

Then my mind
Takes off on it's own
All I can feel is it's rage

Into my eyes
I walk away
Follow my dreams
Into your brain
Track Name: Greenbacks
I stare at you
On your knees
As you scrape and bleed
This is how it's gonna be
Regret what you said?
My eyes peer down the back of your neck
They swell and pulse with greed

Cash in your soul

DEA can't stop the leak
Rich white kids paying to bleed
They feed upon your meat
Your life is shit
My greenback friend says you won't be missed
You didn't deserve to live

Cash in your soul