MONSTERS

Vocals and lyrics by Leonard Andrei Corcuera
Produced by Bone Pagligaran


I. "The Pride and The Greed"
I see the boogeyman walking down the street
With a suit and tie says he's got someone to meet

Refrain
And he's got more money
Than you can think of
He'll buy your dignity
He can even buy your love

Chorus
And these monsters underneath my bed
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
At least that's what my mama said

II. The Envy, The Gluttony, The Wrath, and The Sloth
The abominable man wants the suitcase in your hands
Bites more than he can chew
He turns around and spits back at you

Refrain
There are leprechauns
Dancing all around
You like a rainbow
But all they really want
Is your pot of gold

Chorus
And these monsters crawling out my bed
It's not in my head
It's not in my head
This ain't what my mama said

Bridge "The Lust"
He'll use you and abuse you
He'll rape you like an incubus

And these monsters breathing in my bed
It's not in my head
It's not in my head

And there are monsters
Everywhere

Monsters (Trip-Goth Version)

MONSTERS

Vocals by Rad Kauer
Leonard Andrei Corcuera
Produced by Bone Pagligaran

I. "The Pride and The Greed"
I see the boogeyman walking down the street
With a suit and tie says he's got someone to meet

Refrain
And he's got more money
Than you can think of
He'll buy your dignity
He can even buy your love

Chorus
And these monsters underneath my bed
It's all in your head
It's all in your head
At least that's what my mama said

II. The Envy, The Gluttony, The Wrath, and The Sloth
The abominable man wants the suitcase in your hands
Bites more than he can chew
He turns around and spits back at you

Refrain
There are leprechauns
Dancing all around
You like a rainbow
But all they really want
Is your pot of gold

Chorus
And these monsters crawling out my bed
It's not in my head
It's not in my head
This ain't what my mama said

Bridge "The Lust"
He'll use you and abuse you
He'll rape you like an incubus

And these monsters breathing in my bed
It's not in my head
It's not in my head

And there are monsters
Everywhere

Monsters (Electropop Version)

CERBERUS
Written by Leonard Andrei Corcuera
Produced by Bone Pagligaran
Performed by Alyssa Marie Sibug/Ams Sea
Genre: Experimentally Psychedelic New Age Like Duh lol

I. "Prologue of Cerberus"
I've got three heads
I've got three heads
I've got three heads
And my lungs are made of charcoal
And my teeth are made of metal
And I breathe fire
Like a liar

II. "You, the Chimaera"
You've got two heads
You've got a lion's head
You've got a goat's head
And your tail is a serpent
Oh what a torment
When you lie
I die

"Chorus to a Sea Monster"
There's a flood within my chest
And it drowns my lungs
It's a rain and it never rests
Flowing out my tongue
And I turn into a sea monster
I breathe water but I drown in air
And I die, I die, die, die
When you lie, what a lie, lie, lie

"The Cerberus Syndrome"
I've got three heads
And I'm gonna say it three more times
I've got three heads, I've got three heads, I've got three heads

III. "You, the Leviathan"
I've got way too many heads
But in love I ain't got none
You drown me in my bed
You're my Leviathan
Into the sea
You're killing me

IV. "The Athena-Zeus Complex"
I was born from my father's head
The god of all the gods
But my heart's over my head
Oh what are the odds
You're killing me
Rhetorically

"Chorus to a Fire-Breather"
There's a flood within my chest
And it drowns my lungs
It's a rain and it never rests
Flowing out my tongue
And I turn into a fire-breather
And I burn like a sand paper
And I die, da die die die die
When you lie, la lie lie lie lie

"Epilogue of Cerberus"
I've got three heads
I've got three heads
I've got three heads

Cerberus

PANDORA'S BOX

Written by Leonard Andrei Corcuera
Produced by Bone Pagligaran
Main Vocals by Ams Sea
Back-up Vocals by Bone Pagligaran
Operatic Vocals by Karen Imperial
With the special participation of Maita Elica and Terence Tan

"Prologue" Do you see? 
Do you see what you did?
Do you see? Do you see? Do you see?

I. "The Box From Zeus"
There is a box at the end of the world
He told you once not to open it, girl

I guess curiousity has gotten in to you
And the misery has found the way to you
And you've opened it
Like a little kid
Guess you could keep it like a little secret

II. "The Funerary Box"
Now there's flood, death, and disease
All of the bad consequences

"Murder" in blood is written on your door 
You're playing like God and you cheat some more
Now you've done it
They'll get you for it
You'll be beheaded like Marie Antoinette

Do you see? 
Do you see what you did?
Do you see? Do you see? Do you see?

Chorus:
Do you see what you've done to me?
Do you see what you've done to everybody?
It's a dog eat dog society
Watch your back it's crab mentality

Do you see? 
Do you see? Do you see? Do you see?
If you look inside your box
Do you see? 
Do you see? Do you see? Do you see?

III. "The Electronic Box"
My TV's on and guess what I see
(WHAT DO YOU SEE?!)
It's everyone sick with poverty

Homicidal boys killing all their mothers
Their mental voice provides good whispers
He kills his brothers
And rapes his sisters
He won't stop till he gets the kill he is after

Do you know?
Do you know what you did?
Do you know? Do you know? Do you know?

Chorus
Do you know what you did to me?
Do you know what you did to everybody?
It's a dog-eat-dog society
Watch your back, it's crab mentality

Do you know?
Do you know? Do you know? Do you know?
If you look inside your box
Do you know?
Do you know? Do you know? Do you know?
Elpis is still in your box
Do you know? Do you know? Do you know?

Bridge: "The Box of Fucks"
FUCK
Do you know who he is?
FUCK
Do you know Elpis?
FUCK
You've got to let him out of the box

"Epilogue"
Pretty little box
She didn't know
The un-little fucks
It would cause

She'll never know
She'll never see

Pandora's Box

EROTICA APOLYPTICA

Track produced by Petri Kiviniemi
Vocals mastered by Ronnie Wrenchbiscuit from Florida
Vocals and lyrics by Leonard Corcuera

Facebook pages: https://www.facebook.com/LeoAndTheTolstoys
https://www.facebook.com/moondustsynth

Plot and Lyrics:

There were too many people, that we refused to live side by side. We lived on buildings, above each other. Now that the end has arrived we still live on top of each other. And we moan. Harder. Faster. Louder.

Nothing or no one is here to repress us. Unless it's a mouth gag. This is Erotica Apolyptica.

BDSM
Tribadism 
Necrophilia
Dark vanilla
Leathers and whips
Feather-filled hips
Wax play fisting
Zoosadism
Dominatrix
Masochistics

Erotica Apolyptica
Erotica Apolyptica
Erotica Apolyptica

Dildo pegging
Frotteurism
Genitortures
Golden showers
Nyotaimori
Rape fantasy
Bondage harness
Dental forceps
Coprophilia
Cum-denial

The world is about to end
Tell me are you gonna swim
To the beat everyone will sink to?

Erotica Apolyptica
Erotica Apolyptica
Erotica Apolyptica

EROTICA APOLYPTICA

So here's our coming-of-age-film-soundtrack-ish summer anthem track. First one off our Anna Loves Karenina: An LGBT LP by Leo & the Tolstoys. 

I will reveal the hidden meaning of the lyrics in a couple of days lol!

THE BENTLEY BOYS
Produced by Bone Pagligaran
Written by Leonard Corcuera ugh
Vocals by Leonard Corcuera, Rad Kauer, Maita Elica, and Bone Pagligaran

"Prologue: Hummingbird Summer"
The smell of summer is in the air
Hummingbird chalkmarks laying her bare
And she's waited, for what seems like
Forever, to her (No, I don't mind)

"Chapter I: Seagull Summer"
For the boy who said he would return
Seagulls-chasing, allergic to fern
And he's wanted, for what seems like
Forever, by her (No, I don't mind, I don't mind)

"The Bentley Boys"
And he's just one third of the Bentley Boys
He's even younger than the sparrow's noise
But she wants him
 
"Chapter II: Vulture Summer"
They meet once again by the summer camp
Says to one another "How you've grown up"
In his British accent, in her southern accent
And they laugh like it's forever
And they love like secret lovers
Till the summer is over, my vulture
(No, I don't mind, I don't mind)

"The Bentley Boys"
And he's just one third of the Bentley Boys
He's even younger than the Sparrow's noise
But she wants him

"Chapter III: Chicken Summer"
And his hair, it glistens
Like a pair of chickens
With olive oil
The Bentley Boys

"The Condor Boy"
And he's just one third of the Bentley Boys
He's even younger than the Sparrow's noise
He crackle-speaks like a condor's voice
But she wants him, for what seems like
Forever, to her

"Epilogue: Wren Summer"
But he wants him
A boy named Wren
But she don't mind, she don't mind
No, I don't mind x3

The Bentley Boys

Listen to our newest track, the second one off our Anna Loves Karenina record- our "vintage rock" record about a lesbian couple's struggle through dementia with lyrics that references famous lines from the 1942 classic film Casablanca, and The Perks of Being a Wallflower's homage to mixtapes, The Smith's song Asleep, The Carpenters, Lana del Rey, and the gramophone/vinyl area. We hope your grandma loves it. Xoxo. 

CASABLANCA
Arranged, produced, mastered and melody by Bone Pagligaran
Lyrics, melody, and vocals by Leonard Corcuera
Dope back-up vocals by Ams Sea and Maita Elica

Cheers, here's to looking at you, kid
Here's to everything fun we did
When we would sneak out night
Tell me I should meet you by diners on 9th
It was the time of our lives

Hey there, stranger how have you been?
Been a while since we've last seen
Each other, you changed a lot
I feel bothered that you forgot
All of the time of our lives

Turn on the radio
Let's go crazy old friend
Don't you know

That I still got the movie tickets
From our first film
And I still got the summer mixtape
From way back when
The Smiths is playing on and on and on and on
Singing me to sleep with "Asleep"

Sam, play it, Sam
For old time's sake, my friend
Play me "As Time Goes By"
Like it never did go by

That I still got the movie tickets
From our first film
And I still got the summer mixtape
From way back when
The Smiths is playing on and on and on and on
Singing me to sleep with "Asleep"
With Casablanca in my dreams

We'll always have Paris
Round up the usual suspects
Of all the gin joints in town she walks into mine
Wasn't that our favorite line?

The Smiths is playing on and on and on and on
And on the jukebox plays our favorite song

And he sings me to sleep
He sings me to sleep
He sings me to sleep
He sings me to sleep
He sings me to sleep
He sings me to sleep
Won't you sing me to sleep?


Casablanca

This is our newest chill indie-folk song. Probably our most "gettable" songs as we abandoned all types of experimenting with this track cause we are #SELLOUTS lol kidding. It may not have that weird lyrics and arrangement found in our earlier works, but this is probably the closest we could get to letting you know why we are named after Leo Tolstoy. A simple life is the best life. C'mon let's be hippies.

Sorta-disclaimer: This is the first track where Maita takes on the role as a lead vocalist, all this time she's been our guitarist and our background vocals for the hooks of our song, like the hooker that she really is lol

INSTANT NOODLES
Produced, arranged, and mastered by Bone Pagligaran
Lyrics and melody by Leonard Corcuera
Chords, and main vocals by Maita Elica
Background vocals by Ams Sea & Leonard Corcuera

Hot noodles
On a rainy day
Gonna Google
Films to watch today
Barking little Bingo in the background
John, Paul, George, and Ringo on your Ipod
In this sweater weather

Audrey Hepburn
Films on the deck
Our cake's burned
I've overbaked
So you put the pizza in the heater
We eat them on the sofa in our sweaters
In this sweater weather

As we listen to the rain fall on our rooftop
And we wait out on this weather we will hole up
And on the sunny days
We will bike away
to the grocery store
and we will be buy some more
instant noodles
We're gonna buy some more
instant noodles

We're gonna buy some more
And eat them on the kitchen floor
(like a Japanese, like a Japanese)
Don't care if someone's on the door
And if the flood's on our first floor
(like we're in Venice, like we're in Venice)
We will sail away
To a sunny day

As we listen to the rain fall on our rooftop
And we wait out on this weather we will hole up
And on the sunny days
We will bike away
to the grocery store
and we will be buy some more
instant noodles
We're gonna buy some more
instant noodles

And on our stormy days
We will eat away
Our hoarded piles
Of instant noodles


Instant Noodles

A song about two closet, foot fetishist lesbians, tied to their lives as wives.

PODOPHILIA
Lyrics & melody by Leonard Corcuera
Mixed, mastered & produced by Bone Pagligaran
Vocals, demo chords, & melody by Maita Elica
Vocals by Ams Sea

I. The Prologue of Anna's Lament
I smelled your two feet
While you were asleep
Did you find it disgusting
The fetishist within

You tolerated me
And fed me metonymy
You taught me how to French-pronounce and speak
So I can sound romantic

And I tell, myself
That I don't need his, aposiopesis
But inside, It's a lie
That I don't him, and his euphemisms

And I tell myself
That inside, it's a lie
But it's not

II. Karenina's Confession
I let you smell my two feet
I pretended I was asleep
I actually found it arousing
The fetishist within

You're my hyperbole
And I, your synecdoche
You taught me how to sneak around at night
So I can stop being his wife

And I tell, myself
That I don't need his, aposiopesis
But inside, It's a lie
That I don't him, and his euphemisms

And I tell myself
That inside, it's a lie
But it's not

III. The Epilogue of Anna Loves Karenina 
And he's the rock
But you're the landslide
If they were personified

Podophilia

C'est la Vie, C'est la Vie (Teaser)

Written by Leonard Corcuera
Arranged, produced, mastered by Bone Pagligaran
Vocals by Maita Elica and Ams Sibug
French narration by Henri Lamy

I. Breakfast, breakfast
In the middle of the night
On the telly, "It's a Wonderful Life"
Put your pancake dress on
Sunny side up for fun
A classic film and a bed weather
C'est la Vie
C'est la Vie

II. Midnight, midnight snack
On a hot afternoon
Peanut butter and jelly on a spoon
Georges Méliès' A Trip to the Moon
Girl, put your records on
Let's be hippiely weird together
C'est la Vie
C'est la Vie

Chorus 1
And we don't need to go  work in the morning
I'll phone up my boss and tell him I'm not coming
And that I'm sick, love sick
La Dolce Vita
La Vita e Bella
C'est la Vie
C'est la Vie

III. Surprise, surprise day
You got our friends on my birthday
On the day before we run away
I'm gonna paint the walls black
While you pack up all our bags
Let this be our revenge to our landlady
C'est la Vie
C'est la Vie

Chorus 2
And we don't need to live like everyone else
Like "Thelma & Louise", we got our own world
In our own, time zone
La Dolce Vita
La Vita e Bella
C'est la Vie
C'est la Vie

Bridge
It's time for a silent film
City Lights by Mr. Chaplin
"It Happened One Night"
For the rest of our lives
We'll be runaways from the rest of the world
Forever young
wild and free
C'est la Vie
C'est la Vie

Chorus
And we don't need to go to work in the morning
I'll phone up my boss and tell him I'm not coming
And that I'm sick, love sick

And if we need to pay our house and electric bills
We'll pack up our bags and live on the mountain hills
And we will be, just as hippie

La Dolce Vita
La Vita e Bella

And we don't need to live like everyone else
Like "Thema & Louise", we've got our own world
In our own, time zone

And if my mom and your dad will look for us
We'll give them a surprise and move in to their house
And we will be, just as crazy

La Dolce Vita
La Vita e Bella
C'est la Vie
C'est la Vie

C'est La Vie, C'est La Vie

So after eight months of not making any new song here is our new one, or rather a new version of an old song that we did a demo of, three years ago with Bing and Leal of The Flippin Soul Stompers, and Louie Santos.

With everything that's happening to the Philippines right now; what we deem immoral and not, what we deem right and wrong, and the repercussions of our actions and non-actions, I guess this one's pretty relevant. Just replace the word whore with "drug pusher". 

WHORE
Arranged, mastered, and produced by Bone Pagligaran
Vocals and lyrics by Leonard Andrei Corcuera
Vocals by Alyssa Marie Sibug
Back-up vocals by Maita Elica

Verse I:
She’s a hard working woman
Waiting tables by day and waiting for men at night
(She’s done good, she’s done good, she’s done good)

She’s a devoted Christian
Grateful to God and sorry for the way she’s lived her life
(She’s done good, she’s done good, she’s done good)

But it’s not good enough
She’s just another lady
Who makes immoral money

(She’s a mother)
Working two jobs a day trying to make ends meet
(She’s a daughter)
Trynaput some food on the table to eat
(She’s a sister, down for her brother, respectful to her father)
But by the tide & the great divide
She’ll never
Ever be more
Than just another whore
She is just another whore 

He’s five-foot eleven
Got a dope fly suit and a whole lotta money to spend
(She does him good, do him good, did him good)

But when he wants it rough
(She’s not the victim here)
And the going gets tough
(She’s not the victim here)
With a bruised left eye
(She’s not the victim here)
And a bloodshot smile
(She’s not the victim here)

She’s just one of all the women
Making a dirty living

Chorus II

(She’s a mother)
Working two jobs a day trying to make ends meet
(She’s a daughter)
Trynaput some food on the table to eat
(She’s a sister, down for her brother, respectful to her father)
But she is just another whore 

She's just another whore
She's just another whore
She's just another whore
She's just another whore

She's just a whore
She is just a whore
She's nothing more
Than just a whore

(She’s a sister, down for her brother, respectful to her father)
But by the tide & the great divide
She'll never be more
(She’s a sister, down for her brother, respectful to her father)
Than just another whore
She is just another whore
(She’s a sister, down for her brother, respectful to her father)


Whore

Senses 

I. If I could bottle up your scent
And have it replace the inside of my nostrils
I would make it the default smell
Of all the places in sight of my pupils

Would that make a sense?
Would that make any difference?
If I’m just another 1d
...

II. If I saw thru all of your layers
I cut your skin and crawled in your epidermis
I tasted the bones and your secrets
But I heard and preserved like a taxidermist

Would that make a sense?
Would that make any difference?
If I’m just another 1d
...

Chorus
But you’ve always been a three-dimensional 
In all senses possible
But you never want the freedom from all
The things that make you miserable

And it doesn’t make a sense

Oh, I still feel your name
Underneath the tip of my fingernail

Chorus
But you’ve always been a three-dimensional 
In all senses possible
But you never want the freedom from all
The things that make you miserable

And it doesn’t make a sense
But no it doesn’t make any difference
That I’m just another 1d
To to to to to to you baby

Senses

WHORE
Written by Leonard Andrei Corcuera
Produced by Leal Nanca and Bing Austria of The Flippin' Soul Stompers
Performed by Maita Elica and Ams Sea

Verse I:
She’s a hard working woman
Waiting tables by day and waiting for men at night
(She’s done good, she’s done good, she’s done good)
Mmhmm

She’s a devoted Christian, hey
Grateful to God and sorry for the way she’s lived her life
(She’s done good, she’s done good, she’s done good)

Refrain:
But it’s not good enough
She’s just another lady
Who makes immoral money

Chorus:
(She’s a mother)
Working two jobs a day trying to make ends meet
(She’s a daughter)
Trying to put some food on the table to eat
(She’s a sister, down for her brother, respectful to her father)
But in the eyes of the society
She’ll never (ever)
Be more
Than just another whore

Hook:
She’s just another whore

Verse II:
He’s five-foot eleven, hey
Got some fly blue suit and some money to burn
(She does him good, do him good, did him good)



But when he wants it rough
And the going gets tough
(She’s not the victim here)

With a bruised left eye
And a bloodshot smile
(She’s not the victim here, she’s not the victim here, she’s not the victim here)

Refrain:
She’s just one of all the women
Making a dirty living

Chorus II

(She’s a mother)
Working two jobs a day trying to make ends meet
(She’s a daughter)
Trying to put some food on the table to eat
(She’s a sister, down for her brother, respectful to her father)
But she’s just another whore

Bridge:
(No need to feel sorry or pity for her)
Cause after all
She’s just a whore
(No need to feel sorry or pity for her)
She’s nothing more
Than just a (whore)

Repeat Chorus and Hook

Whore (Rough Demo)

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