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notverynicecream

by Phoxjaw

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1.
evermore 03:14
Some smiles are frowns upside down As we hang like our clothes in the garden Looks like a street lamp Real thin towering over me Like a tall man of tin Evermore It moves through me, rubs through me Evermore It cuts through me, cuts through me Now that you’re flat as dough Pressed between the rolling pins You never turned to let them know How much you were wearing thin It’s inapparent the swell in deep Your appetite turns to fast But there are crystals growing inside of you There are crystals growing inside of you Go outside, go outside There are crystals growing inside of you There are crystals growing inside of you There are crystals growing inside of you There are crystals growing inside of you And I’ll be here forever in evermore A spirit tied to the wind and watching like a sniper Where do we go when we’re dead Do our souls dance late in the evening when the moonlight glows Or do we squeal like our teddy bear ham I didn’t choose to be here So whip me into the cracks in baked mud Poke me with spears Tame me like a dancing bear Kill me like Elvis
2.
apples 03:07
Oh man, I’m going insane They shouldn’t of took the apples down from the trees There’s swarms of locust like cloaks of rain They shouldn’t of took the apples down from the trees I wanna go outside and play They shouldn’t of took the apples down from the trees No, no, Johnny not today Round juicy spear Gift for his dear Grew out of a pip, then picked out of a tree Round juicy Skinned with a spear Apple lattice, straight jacket, kept the doctor away Round juicy spear So red in here Pressed to a clinic with a cyanide picnic Round juicy spear So red in here All work, no rest, make Johnny see red mist Buried in nylon, duvet is my hole Sucked by flies through their curly straw If you asked to explain, I can try and draw Pull up your mask, your face, I must see this detail if this place is to be truthful Oh Johnny, what are you mate? Could you add some colour? Or a lighter shade? Vantablack this canvas is sprawled Scribbled out, black charcoal, I draw Round juicy spear Gift for his dear Grew out of a pip, then picked out of a tree Round juicy Skinned with a spear Apple lattice, straight jacket, kept the doctor away Round juicy spear So red in here Pressed to a clinic with a cyanide picnic Round juicy spear So red in here All work, no rest, make Johnny see red mist
3.
Some kind of rush, soft creamy slush This sugar is not enough What I want is proper lush So dance with your cone, dance til you’re dead “Enjoy it while it lasts” the ice cream witch said Dance til your bones spin on your head Lick it all up until you’re dead Swish, swish of her swishy wand Swish, swish of her swishy wand She’s casting her sugary spells again And I’m dripping with a hellish whipped dream Swish, swish of her swishy wand From her grisly van she waved Which flavour shall this cone be paved? Mint choc chip What I want is proper lush So dance with your cone, dance til you’re dead “Enjoy it while it lasts” the ice cream witch said Dance til your bones spin on your head Lick it all up until you’re dead Swish, swish of her swishy wand Swish, swish of her swishy wand She’s casting her sugary spells again And I’m dripping with a hellish whipped dream Swish, swish of her swishy wand
4.
sungazer 03:55
It’s big and orange and lives up in the sky It’s beautiful and do you know why It’s sends out lots of ultraviolet rays Burn Eyes burn like coal as my face becomes a prune A skeletal camel ditched upon a dune I dance around the sun and prance around the pool A dried out basin full of dead tadpoles Gonna burn yourself Better slap some thick white cream on Sunscreen shielding from a radiant beam So it melts it as it stares down from the sky The mayans cry “why god why” If she strops expect no crops Stick it out sungazer to hot for blazers I’m burning from the sun I’m burning from the sun I’m burning from the sun My eyes are coal they burn through my skull this suns gonna cook us all I’m burning from the sun Don’t wanna be sun dosed. So for now we dance naked on the longest days like embers flickering off an anvil forged fire Beneath the scorching calypso red hot heat this planet will tire Beneath a rainbow cross on a Cornish cliff we saw you sink into the sea.
5.
My friend can’t you see it’s got too close Drinking petrol from a hose There might not be a glowing spirit to revive you from your overdose And I know I can’t talk When it’s the third day in and I’m covered in thick black chalk We’ll climb the highest stalk And parachute down like little green soldiers Pain in the side, pain in the side Beaming up into the other side Pain in the side, pain in the side Took a bow as falling, shuttering pretty lights Pain in the side, pain in the side Pain in the side, pain in the side Can someone, please close the curtains Because this daylight is making me feel guilty A man with no face taps me with his sharp and scary blade Pain in the side, pain in the side Beaming up into the other side Pain in the side, pain in the side Took a bow as falling, shuttering pretty lights Pain in the side, pain in the side Pain in the side, pain in the side There’s a man in a cloak There’s a man in a cloak And he’s standing behind you Pain in the side, pain in the side Beaming up into the other side Pain in the side, pain in the side Took a bow as falling, shuttering pretty lights Pain in the side, pain in the side Pain in the side, pain in the side
6.
tortoise 02:23
Time goes slow Just feel like I’m riding the back of a tortoise Everything’s reversing and I’m going back I feel it move through my body and legs I think I’ve got a screw loose I think I’ve got a screw loose I think I’ve got a screw loose I think I’ve got a screw loose And I feel like I’m floating around in space Tied to a spaceship with my shoelace The knots so tight it’ll stop me floating away Time goes slow And I’ve found a way to leave the planet for a day Shooting past the stars and sun And who said you can’t have fun with cardboard tin foil octagon Reaching out into the void And I feel like I’m floating around in space Tied to a spaceship with my shoelace The knots so tight it’ll stop me floating away Unscrew my jolted mind Come calm me with your chimes Hold me frozen in time Before I see the great shrine shine
7.
dancingtrees 03:12
I stood on one leg like flamingos do It ached so hard, had to stand on two There’s not a lot I wouldn’t do for you Spray me with pollen, and watch me ‘achoo’ Come with me birdy but only if you wanted to I could make you glow but only if you wanted to So shoot me full of holes like your holding a gun Blast your rounds through my heart til I’m done You rip through my chest like a surgeon with a rusted saw As you cut through my rib cage, pulled out my heart whole Though we tried our best at least I brought my bullet proof vest You shoot your revolver rounds through me with no regret Dress me up like Eastwood, blast me into the sunset But only if you wanted to But only if you wanted to So shoot me full of holes like you’re holding a Tommy gun At least the gun shots made me run You spit like an ancient serpent with a venomous charm If only I had a chorus of flutes to end your fun I see you now, I see you now I see you in the long grass See you now So for now drown in stagnant rum Delicate, we crushed like a bug in a hand, that fell into the wrong palm Clawing at the claustrophobic Fight fucking strobic, agoraphobic love
8.
knives 05:04
How gory? Stick that fucking sword through me Matadors pin me to doors, chew me up Pixie whores cut me into little squares God is watching, say your prayers Gore me like a bull, stick that fucking knife through my skull I like it when you play with knives Lick the tip, cut me in half like a grapefruit You know there’s flesh inside Unzip the hide, put your coat on and ride You’re running with a blade too I just wanna taste you You’re running with a blade too I don’t wanna hate you Knives The director said cut, Tarantino bloodlust Red carpet, my guts Sell my heart online, on ice, slush puppy that bites Put me down, shooting stars In the abattoir, slice I like it when you play with knives Lick the tip, cut me in half like a grapefruit You know there’s flesh inside Unzip the hide, put your coat on and ride You’re running with a blade too I just wanna taste you You’re running with a blade too I don’t wanna hate you Knives Fell out of love, straight onto your blade Wipe the smile, straight from my blood Citrus straight on my heart Gushing out bitterness Dissect me like you do amphibians You’ve done this before, you know the sensitive nerves to cut Like strawberry laces, my heart it races And you smile as I fade away You smile as I fade away
9.
Little fishy flapping on a sand bank Missing the days of his silver sheen Not keen to flop and flip At the hands of a giant pink godly creation This fella earned his tiger stripes Through years of constant evolving Finely tuned the artist paints As our giant peach is constantly revolving Dying out It’s turning, it’s churning It’s turning, grey (Without a sea there’s not a tree, or you, or me) Underground vacation (Without a sea there’s not a tree, or you, or me) With my blind alsatian (Without a sea there’s not a tree, or you, or me) Pale tinned food hunter (Without a sea there’s not a tree, or you, or me) Frail in my bunker (Without a sea there’s not a tree, or you, or me) We are all god’s children (Without a sea there’s not a tree, or you, or me) Left in a hot car melting When you squeeze a cloud and there’s no rain (Without a sea there’s not a tree, or you, or me) Dying out When the gods push out their final blow It’ll be you who’s swallowing all the snow Without a sea there’s not a tree, or you, or me It’s turning, it’s churning It’s turning, grey I am the last mackerel
10.
I’ve got something that’ll stop you weeping Tossing and turning, counting sheeping When life gets rough just stroke some fluff And if it don’t work just say you’ve had enough And I’ll take you to Lyme Regis To look at the curly wurly bones inside the stones And stare out as the ocean drones If I broke a magic 8 ball and I swallowed it all Would you pump out the truth or the juice? If I broke a magic 8 ball Would you throw it into all the things that I own? Why do I keep looping past memories? Holding on dearly, times rushing past So I’ll take my pictures and hang them in a red room Stare at them with gloom Stare real close, magnifying glasses Some memories are triggered by perfume Notes of lavender, my heart it blooms And it stings, it stings, it stings, it stings With my teeth I ripped apart your beautiful wings Blow your kisses Blow your kisses with the shotgun kisses Blow your kisses with the shotgun Blow your kisses with the shotgun If I broke a magic 8 ball and I swallowed it all Would you pump out the truth or the juice? If I broke a magic 8 ball Would you throw it into all the things that I own?
11.
Yes he’s evil and yes he’s cruel He’s been pinching ever since he was in school He’s a sado wako mako shark Ripping through limbs with his dagger edged darts And I know this is gonna get dark Hang his neck from trees we’ll bring him to his knees and feed him to the bees And I know this is gonna get dark Last man called John Eater of hearts Pendre le batard Perhaps he isn’t evil after all Painted as a villain that society mauls John was a father, an uncle, a grandad, a son They dragged him through the streets until his body was done John, oh John, John, John Pendre le batard
12.
My teeth grinding away, cracked pepper So seasons pump rhythms through my mind, body and blood What’s happening now? I’m down in the lion's den scrambling So pull my mane my lady lioness and claw my face inverted It’s just a big black hole with atomic curls Looks like a lamp shade umbrella, Little Bo Peep And they’ll be winking and whirling While she gobbles her sheep And who thought that cane could cause so much pain What a necrotic place to be As we strip each other down Like old wallpaper The venom is racing, monsters in my skull Like reptile nascar, sponsored by blood Aniseed gasoline, bring me the guillotine A not very nice scream, is whipping inside of me Numb this face, and botox my frown Stop the human race, I'm a loser now Where is the line? Where do I sign? It's on a mirror, I polished inside Where is snow white? Give her a call I’m truly the fairest of them all Bonnie Bonnie The venom is racing, monsters in my skull Like reptile nascar, draining my blood Bring me the guillotine, slice, slice, slice, slice, slice, slice It’s not very nice when life rolls you the dice Cover it in chocolate, strawberries and cream Live laugh love, live your dream Hold onto those you love deeply I can’t cause I’m drowning in cream My mouth is like carpets, my pallet is breen If this is our world take me off the screen Spray me with tarmac til i’m dripping with tar Forever a road for James Dean's car The serpents, they drip from the skies Can you hear the rain hissing? You can’t go outside And they’ll type and they type as they steal from the ripe Can you hear the rain hissing? Don’t go outside

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released May 26, 2023

Music & Lyrics by Phoxjaw
Produced & Mixed by Josh Gallop at Stage 2 Studios, Bath, UK
www.joshgallopproducer.com

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