Unfinished recordings

The Mist

Big ham dick!

He walks through the city, dragging hams in his hands
His pink skin gleams like ham, across urban wastelands
With a ham in each fist, and the grace of a truck
In the heart of the city, Ham Man’s ready to fuck!

The streets are all silent, except for his tread
When Ham Man comes callin’, you’ll soon be... dead!

Ham Man is comin’, with a swing and a smash
In a city of sin, you’re just leftover trash
Pink flesh slappin’, red eyes glowin' bright
You won’t escape it, Ham Man owns the night!

Ham belt is loaded, eyes burnin’ with fire
Every ham swing he throws, pulls you deeper in mire
His ham is his weapon, his ham is his creed
In the streets of this city, Ham Man’s all we need

The echo of footsteps, ham scent in the air
No use in runnin’, Ham Man’s everywhere

Ham Man is comin’, with a swing and a smash
In a city of sin, you’re just leftover trash
Pink flesh slappin’, red eyes glowin' bright
You won’t escape it, Ham Man owns the night

Through the alleys he moves, by the subway he waits
A ham in each hand, sealing the soul’s fates
No guns, no knives, just the brute force of ham
Ham Man rules these streets, he don’t give a damn

Skyscrapers shake when he takes his stand
No corner is safe from the Ham Man’s hand

Ham Man is comin’, with a swing and a smash
In a city of sin, you’re just leftover trash
Pink flesh slappin’, red eyes glowin' bright
You won’t escape it, Ham Man owns the night

From the park to the bridges, to the clubs after dark
Ham Man’s out lurkin’, leavin' his mark
He swings with precision, and he hams with pride
In this city of swines, there’s nowhere to hide

He’s comin’ for you, with a ham in each hand
There’s no escaping, the Ham Man’s command

Ham Man is comin’, with a swing and a smash
In a city of sin, you’re just leftover trash
Pink flesh slappin’, red eyes glowin' bright
You won’t escape it, Ham Man owns the night

Ham Man... is in your head
Ham Man... brings the porken dread

Ham Man

eLEPHANT hAND blends heavy stoner riffs with progressive metal complexity, creating instrumental tracks that hit hard and leave room for introspection. Each song is a journey, designed to evoke raw emotion and tell stories without words.

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©2024 eLEPHANT hAND

Composed by: Richard Grover
Guitars: Richard Grover
Bass: Jamie Reynolds
Drums: Alex Martinez

Album Art & Media: Andie Wise
Photography: Aleksandr Neplokhov
Recording, Mix & Mastering: Richard Grover, Jamie Reynolds
100% Indie recorded in a garage in Eugene Oregon🤘

A Ukrainian Field Full of Dead Commies

LYRICS

P1US 92.3%,
P1YUS 92.2%.

P2US(1) 89.1%,
P2US 87.9%.

P3US(1) 92.5%,
P3US 83.7%.

P4US 93.2%,
P5US 91.4%.

P6US 91.3%,
P7US 94.2%.

P8US 93.0%,
P9US 92.8%.

P10US 92.5%,
P11US 91.4%


Analysis for the General

Let's give drum and bass one more chance to tell what it hasn't told yet

I Am Here

I Am Here (feat. Maxson)

get on it

Lyrics:

Quarterlies stacked in the Shire's back shed
Frodo missed targets while snacking on bread
Metrics were off, and morale took a hit
Gandalf said softly, “This just isn't it”

His robe flapped hard in the quarterly breeze
He whispered, “I’ve let go of too many FTEs”

Down the shaft of Mount Doom he fell
With a sigh and a spreadsheet yell
Gandalf marked “Exceeds” for Sam
But Frodo just never gave a damn

Performance Review (Frodo's Last Day)

live july 22 1155am

Never Thought I'd Make It This Far

Crashing Waves

Ddh by bob

Graduated from Corman Park College of Dental Numismatics in 1993, with a graduate degree in Experimental Post-Sludge.

MC Horsebones is:
Mr. Melvin Corman
Mr. Meat Clown
Mr. Marshmallow Carburettor

Ham Man

MC Horsebones

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