Name: Paranoid Android by Bear Ghost in XCL
Duration: 3 min 57 s
Description: Bear Ghost covers Radiohead's "Paranoid Android"

dog it's 3:43 in the morning 🥀💔💔

This sounds great, but I think it's too quiet?

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A Choice of Catastrophes

Impress Your Creators - Tub Ring

From ~Anime: Panty & Stocking /w Garterbelt

Scanty & Kneesocks

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I'm Gonna Win

Everything is Fine

Promises - Jhariah

A Lesson In Dramatics

ETHERIZERS

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This is Bear Ghost's version of Little Little Microchips by Don't Stop or We'll Die.

Little Little Microchips

Bear Ghost covers Radiohead's "Paranoid Android"

Paranoid Android

Upcoming B-side single release on Bandcamp.

E to the C (Post-punk School)

Absolute Territory (or Zettai Ryouiki 絶対領域) details the area of the thigh between the skirt and the sock. It has been said that this mysterious and dangerous area is a magnet for one's gaze... 
Artwork by: Gashi-gashi (gashi45.tumblr.com)

Lyrics:
She's got a fetish for fine art 
A pair of knee-socks and an oversized sweatshirt 
She goes right to my heart 
She comes a'knocking with her stocking and I get hurt 

I get the feeling I'm in deep 
Troubled waters but they're only thigh-high 
This kind of girl don't get no sleep 
Don't wake your father, skip the starters, strap those garters up 
Oh my my! 

Checkered pattern on your skirt 
I see you flaunting, see you taunting, it's so sickening 
I can't resist the way you flirt 
I should be dead but my heartbeat's quickening 

I get the feeling less is more 
It's an excuse just to shake your little derrière 
That ratio; a perfect score 
A girl's status is measured by her denier 

Lie down baby 
Arch your back now 
Maybe you can help me get what I want 
Curve your little spine and tell me that you're mine 
It's all about the game and what you flaunt 

Yeah, I know that there's no pleasing you 
When you know that you're not teasing me 
She's an absolute terror for Absolute Territory 

(You're so hotly contested, here's a tip 
You should rename your thighs to the Gaza Strip) 

That's it, baby, take control 
You're so enticing, mesmerizing, don't know how to react 
You're gonna steal my very soul 
More manslaughter than the third impact 

I see you strutting in that pleat 
Double-taking, yeah I'm shaking and you know it shows 
This kind of girl just can't be beat 
She whispers in my ear 
Take off your clothes 

Lie down baby 
Arch your back now 
Maybe you can help me get what I want 
Curve your little spine and tell me that you're mine 
It's all about the game and what you flaunt 

Yeah, I know that there's no pleasing you 
When you know that you're not teasing me 
She's an absolute terror for Absolute Territory

Absolute Territory

Haunt, The Cartoon Heart

Ryder Or Riot

Lyrics:
Bright lights!
What's cookin'?
Smells to me just like a plebian feast!
Bring on by that prosperous behind and
Fave a flavor? Place your wager!
Come on down!
Bring the family
Watch the wantin' wanna stay afloat
Just one holds a place in perpetuity
It's time to rock and roll
Broken bones galore!
Ooh this one looks mad, his opponent is reeling!
Y'all ain't friends no more!
Glad we're protected by this glass ceiling
We want gore!
Knock 'em silly!
Fist to the lips and uh, this loser wins!
ORDER UP
Hot Dog!
Never felt so alive,
As the irony bleeds from the crook in his eye
Ya best be grateful
You ain't the one to die
At Big Town Banky Blaine's Rockabilly Barbecue
Chop chop!
Get 'em up on the pyre
As a pile 'o green burns a hole in his thigh
Now rack 'em up, HEY!
Survive a day at a time
At Big Town Banky Blaine's Rockabilly Barbecue
Round two!
Brahahaha!
Slow smoked and braised to perfection
Another rack of proletariat ribs?
Tenderized by the fight from the first verse
Mmm mmm. Delish!
Perverted for expendable poverty properly pummled?
Yeah, go ahead and throw 'em a bone if you want a good rumble!
Well, you got the money? Then we'll see you at BTBBRBBBQ
So this is our fate?
Scrapping for scraps below the table
So we can live to fight another day
Hot Dog!
Never felt so alive
As the irony bleeds from the crook in his eye
Ya best be grateful
You ain't the one to die
At Big Town Banky Blaine's Rockabilly Barbecue.
Chop chop!
Get 'em up on the pyre
As a pile 'o green burns a hole in his thigh
Now rack 'em up! HEY!
Bleed the lot of 'em dry
At Big Town Banky Blaine's Rockabilly Barbecue
One fight
Two fight
Red white
Blue fight
Big Town always does it right!
This can't be the way
This ain't a life
It's just survival
Oceans of ravenous and ruthless eyes
I'm terrified
That I'll be the catch of the night
They can't be our fates
Just take my hand
We'll stand defiant
More than the lesser thans
They've machinized
We'll unify...
Boohoo, meat's back on the menu!
Hot Dog!
Never felt so alive
As the irony bleeds from the crook in his eye
Ya best be grateful
You ain't the one to die
At Big Town Banky Blaine's Rockabilly Barbecue
Chop chop!
Get 'em up on the pyre
As a pile 'o green burns a hole in his thigh
Now rack 'em up! HEY!
Ain't an ending in sight
At Big Town Banky Blaine's Rockabilly Barbecue
At Big Town Banky Blaine's Rockabilly Barbecue
BIG TOWN BANKY BLAINE 

Releases December 25, 2020
Written / Performed By Bear Ghost
Recorded at Premiere Studios by Jeremy Parker
Mastered at Tone & Volume Mastering by Dan Shike
Artwork by Adam Dumper aka Dump La Rock

Paranoid Android

Bear Ghost

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