FUR

by EAT BABIES?

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FUR is a promotional CD that includes pre-released songs, alternate mixes, rare demos and completely new tracks.

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released 07 August 2010
Album art by Sad Guy and myself. Additional narration by King Lou Fernandez @ loureads.com

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tags: alternative electro homocore punk rap Toronto

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Track Name: Introduction
Through the darkness it comes crawling, burbling and moaning as it drags it's bloated body with cracked and twisted teeth and snarling claws. It's true name is Il Babas, but it calls itself EAT BABIES? and though it rarely speaks, it sings with a passion that a thousand angels would fall for with leaden wings, fall right into the pit, where everything is melting flesh, and pain, and snatches of sickeningly sweet swan song.

And while the melody is sweet, the words are bitter like the dead, and they are gutteral like the first dialect; the beast can blow beautiful sounds from deep within it's rotten and bloody throat, but it cannot tell a lie, and in truth it is sightless and it is decaying meat and it is born of nightmares older than dreamers.

And it is fur.
Track Name: The Tender Surrender
I don't know
Maybe
I can't see what you see in me
I don't know
Marky
You harpy
Stand away from me

I've got a real problem
Acting cool
Asserting social dominance in cheap turquoise shoes
I've got a real problem
Trusting you
Because I know when I'm drunk I know just what you'll try and do

Love me, hold me

I know, I know, I know, I know it's hard to see a girl like me
You fucking know, you fucking know I'm fucking lying through my teeth
Yeah, I've got some extra veins, I've got some extra nerves
I'm hoping one day acting cool will make me feel self assured
I know, I know, I know, I know it's hard to see a girl like me
You fucking know, you fucking know I'm fucking lying through my teeth
She's got your dopamine in her brain, she'll never be the same
I know I'm acting most tragic when I'm passing on the blame

I don't know
Maybe
I can't see what you see in me
I don't know
Marky
You harpy
Stand away from me

I've got a real problem
Ahhhh...
I've got a real problem
Trusting you
Because I know when you aim, I know just where you're going to shoot

Hold me, love me

I know, I know, I know, I know it's hard to see a girl like me
You fucking know, you fucking know I'm fucking lying through my teeth
Yeah, I've got some extra veins, I've got some extra nerves
I'm hoping one day acting cool will make me feel self assured
I know, I know, I know, I know it's hard to see a girl like me
You fucking know, you fucking know I'm fucking lying through my teeth
She's got your dopamine in her brain, she'll never be the same
I know I'm acting most tragic when I'm passing on the blame

Don't you dare remember me as an instant message R.I.P.
Track Name: Ninety Seven
Fire up the dream machine
I'm gonna sleep forever
Take that, mom and dad
I'm a super real big rebel now.
I'm gonna save the empire
From all those yellow devils
I'll be like Carlisle
A handsome doctor, and not a red eyed, evil people eater.

I'll get a leather jacket
With a white fur trim
I can be an independent orphan lone wolf
Who never talks about his mother.
I can be
Johnny Depp
In any Tim Burton remake
Of an older classic film, uh huh.
Track Name: The Sewers of Shark River
Algae from the ocean
Spaghetti from the trees
Mustard from a beehive
And many, many, many, many, many bees

Swimming in the oceans
Floating under the sky
Hiding in the water
I'm hunting for life

I'm a shark in the water
A man on the land
A son and a daughter
A castle of sand

I'm a shark in the river
Swimming into the sea of black
I'll dive to the bottom
And never come back
Track Name: Cloudsmasher
Bitching like wart hog, playing like a dead dog
Burning like a brick log, someone's going to get robbed.
Thin like a nose job, hard like a corn cob
Bring the fucking lynch mob, give them all a blow job.

Don't fucking judge me, plant your own peach trees
Running from a shopping spree, turn into a buzzy bee.
I'm counting all my cloud kills, eating all my piss pills
Crusty old milk spill, wishing I could wish still.
(One) Don't fucking touch me, (Two) don't fucking hug me
(Three) Don't fucking punch me, you don't fucking love me.
I'm smashing all the alto-stratus, hogging all the street status
Acting like a super bad ass, cloudy mornings make me mad as

Cloudsmasher
Hold your breath, breath, make a bet, bet
Cloudsmasher
Hold your breath, breath, make a bet, bet.
Track Name: The Incredible Rumbly Grumbly of my Insecurity
If they come looking for hellfire, I've got it
If I could have died by now, I'd be rotting
Always gotta keep my hands in my pockets
They're all burned up from sticking shit in electrical sockets

How do you keep the weight off?
People always ask the stupidest shit
How do you keep the weight off?
How about I don't want to talk about it?

Fuck it, I cast bad vibes on you
Do you know how it feels when the sun won't shine on you? I do.
I'll say it again
I've said it before

Raise your hands to your breast and do your best to expect death

If they come looking for hellfire, I've got it
Up on my red rotten mountain of rust
Always gotta keep my hands in my pockets
Because I've got a touch that makes mens souls erupt

How do you keep the weight off?
People always ask the stupidest shit
How do you keep the weight off?
How about I don't want to talk about it?

Fuck it, I cast bad vibes on you
Do you know how it feels when the sun won't shine on you? I do.
I'll say it again
I've said it before

But no, I'm not the hooded thing
That stole the eyes of Laurence King
But no, I'm not the hungry one
The dark of space that will consume the sun
Track Name: Necbromancer
She's a venomous bitch straight out the gate
Like an uppity snake-bitch person, wait.
Hold up, ugh, I got no auxiliary
I still don't know what I want to do and it's killing me
I'll draw my broadsword in begrudgement
Every time I do something, people judge it so fuck it
I'll just do nothing at all, yeah yeah, I'll just do nothing at all.
So Tiny Tim told me he could suck his own dick
Which leaves me to pose the question “What have I accomplished?”
Kick killer dick drills? I don't give a shit
So sit back and have a smoke with me
We can learn something new, hopefully
Together we're like magic spells and witches
Fucking big titty bitches

Necbromancer

Ah
Track Name: Beach Party
Deep, deep, deep in the red hot heat of Jackson County, Missouri
At the preconceived site of the second coming of Jesus Christ
You can bet it'll all get blown the fuck up in the sunlight

And I will change my name
To something evil and terrible
That will blind them all
To my true four armed identity

Teenage college girl with her hands in her pockets
Cool haircut and 'fuck you' in tow
She'll drown with the rest of the nerds and the goth kids
At least that's always how it seems to go.

Close your eyes
and cling to the receipt
Put it in a damp plastic bag if you can because it

Will be like fire
From here to L.A.
You can bet that the oceans
Will evaporate, but if you

Pray for Gore's Global Warming dream
Or a nuclear conflict over the U.S. National Debt with China

You might not burn as fast as you think
But I'll see you at the beach, when we're all in the Son's terrible reach.
Track Name: Kung Fu Action Gripe
Just try to discern what all the
Christmas themed cups by your
Bedside could possibly mean about your process of thought
They hold far fewer ice cubes than the mugs
Gathering dust in the cupboard by the Icey-Hot patches
And the batches of thermometers
Or flocks of thermometers
To the north of the birthday cake candles
That I bought, back when I thought
Birthday cakes meant growing up, and...

I've been masturbating far more frequently
I've been joining dating websites recently
I could use a patient, sturdy boned, level headed man
To care for a girl like me
Put my lips on anything baby
Puking pineapple party drinks lately
I've talked nearly almost everyone in my life
Into wanting to poison me.

It's just a matter of
Fucking time until I develop nasiolabial lines
Indicating the first signs
Of being too old to illegally posses porn or cigarettes
A credit card, a mickey of rum or place bets and
No amount of chocolate milk
Or toads as pets
No sledding and no sunny day lemon-aid booth
Will restore my wasted youth.

I've been masturbating far more frequently
I've been joining dating websites recently
I could use a patient, sturdy boned, level headed man
To care for a girl like me
Put my lips on anything baby
Puking pineapple party drinks lately
I've talked nearly almost everyone in my life
Into wanting to poison me.
Track Name: Success in Transition
When the heavens turn 'round
When the stars fall down
I want to be myself
I want to be myself

I don't want the heavens turn 'round
I don't want the stars fall down
I don't want to change someone else
I just want to be myself

Success in transition