LYRICS:

just off the cuff
doing voodoo stuff.

man with a damn good religion,
can’t fault.


real hide,
really binding the wolf

can’t keep a straw wall
from shaking

from the time I was brought into this world
I couldn’t get enough

ravenously talented,
but someone else’s dog

and they’re keeping me starved for good


home security, tax evasion
all the good baby names are taken
so why not scrape some icing off the cake?
worst are lit fantastic angles, songs of praise from plastic angels,
rest are left aloft to keep what’s lost in bad faith.


good thoughts
good flaws
but bad faith

if you came into this wrong

no way to give that gift away
no plot to stop
your ill fate

if you’ve sinned against god

it’s bad faith!

did you pray,
did you pause
not get involved?

when you see something wrong
it’s good

you committed it all but too late

did we render it all in bad faith?

Just bad faith.



Maybe I just need a real deep stretch, yah
this brilliance adorns human vanity
they’ll get it after I’m dead
how could their hearts be as empty
as the hotels I’ve trashed
How do they choose to act



good thoughts
good flaws
but bad faith

it was all in your palms

no way to give that gift away
your plans were off
but too vague

so you abandoned it all

in bad faith!

did you pray,
did you pause
not get involved?

when you see something wrong
it’s good

you admitted it all
but too late

did we render it all in bad faith?


Just bad faith

if you didn’t get caught it’s good

yah they’re keeping me chained for good

did you listen at all?


CREDITS:
Sinead Bermingham - Guitar
Paul Geldart - Drums
Jesse Manou - Bass & Synth
Megan Romano - Saxophone
Jackson Welchner - Piano & Backing Vocals

Yanick Allwood - Male Vocals
Kaiva Gotham - Female Vocals
Zach Buck - Backing Vocals

Bad Faith

I’ll
Admit:


situations perfect.
It’s true.

Despite, I have this face
and want to loooo-oooo
Se it.

Be eggshell white,
And smooth.
But the face remains,
a clothing stain,
no matter what i do.

I’ve really gotta problem.

I know it’s nothing new 
the little girl always wearing thin
Tossing out those wedding fins
hunched over bowl, I’m pointless
I made one big promise


That now I’ve got to uphold
I want to see all of you
get sick and die  (ascending backup vocal cass). 
It’s the only way
that I can be
satisfied.
I made one big promise

feel so alive
so new
 
I’ll
 
I JUST LOVE DRUGS
Are they watching?
I feel like a million bucks!
I don’t want to have a name!
I promise I promise it.
 
 I’ll
Admit:


situations perfect.
It’s true.

Despite, I have this face
and want to loooo-oooo

Promise

This song is a tribute to Chase The Cat. 
To learn about Chase, please visit: 
chasenoface.blogspot.ca

LYRICS:

A blank photo i’m over the expose,
a claimed rebuttal shuttles paradox-es
to plains, balance, negate, and initiate states
of sheer pause. get it on the libra. Then we pursue
lost paces through the openings, removing
no masks, clasp charicatures of hoodrats
as tokens in felicitious fasts of the pact.
Class, no face is a kiss on face from fate, Chase
I want that cat to meet my cat and they can have
a playdate, that’s pact. Less is more kitty,
let’s bring it past. Lets cash checks on your low pro
file, face notification from nation to nas-c-ent
state, cat, there’s just no good no bad, serious
and joyous exist in the interplay. Fact, so blase,
why am I spending all this time on the internet anyway.
why am I even looking at you at all.
You’re a fucking star. 

HORNS.


Glory to the cat. 
You lived.
Life is pain and while we roll about and play
in suffering, 
faceless animals claim
their place
in pantheons.

Chase come and live with me.
Let’s laugh.
I guess it’s black.
it’s so fast.

…

broke nose
no skin
no bones
no home


erase me with your moans, kitty.

fussed up
and car horns
peace out
disowned

sick as the flowers

broke heart
broke stone
phased out
flesh-toned


this i throw to the felines, fate is a serpentine sequencer
inherits us all as it kills our mothers 

Chase No Face

Jesse Manou - Electronic Percussion, Drums, Bass & Synth 
Paul Geldart- Drums 
Zach Buck - Additional Lyrics, Vocals 
Chris Ning - Vocals 
Sonica Carnegie - Choral Vox

LYRICS:

Alls my lifes I stare at lights-- living. 

Alls my lifes shine! 

Not colourblind, Nawh! 
But fucked up vision, YUH! 
Nazareth, I'm fucked up. 
Homie you fucked up 
But if G-d got us then we gon' be alright. 
We gon' be alright. Alright. 

So when I rise up, I realize it’s me you’re lookin in the 
Eyes of, cuz i’m the rival. And I feast on sin, 
Don’t think that there’s been another being in history 
That’s quite so evil as me-- my confession, 
I’m just required-- it’s relative, I’m made of spiders, 
cant believe it’s time again, let’s battle god and abbadon and men, 
the crowd loves it, yes yes, 
They’re at my ankles in a fuck fest 


Need need need need 
Enormous being, magnificent. 
Blotting out the sun with a soft deliverance-- yep. 

But you know 
We been up and down before, 
when our pride was low 
Lookin' out the club like, "Where do we go?" 
So the child of swords brings light to the world of animals 
I’m at the preacher’s door 
His knees getting weak his gun might blow 
But he gonna be alright. Alright? Alright. 
But he gon' be alright 
he gon' be alright. Alright. 

OK, what’s the time? 1:00. It’s the middle of the day, 
So why’s it getting dark? 
He said hey my name is Lucy, I’m your dog. 
Call me adversary buddy, beelze-ze-zebub. 
Fear and fight complete denial. 
Keep that island i’ve got my own 
violence. I prophesy: bet you can’t believe all the shit that i see bustin out of the seams of my one bright blind eye, got that cyclops vision! 
I’m such a sick fuck, yeah cuz, 
got that glitter itty bitty shining pretty little thingy yeah really such a lovely lantern bug in the center of my chest ‘cause that’s wilin, that’s wilin, uh, just stylin-- 

Yah you know 
We’ve been up and down before, 
when our pride was low 
Lookin' out the club like where do we go. 
I’m the underscore, kicking up the beat of the overlord. 
Forevermore, an open door to kiss me, and you’re gonna be alright. Alright. 

OUTRO: Kendrick Lamar, from "Alright" -- Top Dawg/Aftermath/ Interscope

"Alright" originally by Kendrick Duckworth/Mark Spears/Pharrell Williams 
Produced by Williams/Sounwave/Michael Kuhle 
Top Dawg/Aftermath/Interscope 

Alright (Kendrick Lamar Cover)

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Lyrics by Zach Buck 
Composition by Jesse Manou 

Audio Samples: “Get Ready” by Sublime, “The Going is Rough” Home T, Cocoa Tea & Cutty Ranks, and “Bam Bam” by Sister Nancy.


LYRICAS:

Carnal trees haunt my vision, 
looking for a place that they can dine. 
My knees covered in lesions, but of course i’ve been sleeping around 
the exit sign. 
“Closer, closer, the secret’s deep in our vines, 
in a societal fervor,” they say. 
“All you wanted, everything, death is kind, 
this century.” 

Carnal trees haunt my vision, 
Looking for a place that they can dine. 


the world’s got a secret 
the world’s got a secret. 

i walk around the pit. 
the world’s got a secret. 

A secret. 

Please insert your humble prayer 
into the family’s floppy drive 
for incorporation in the perpetual song. 
Interrogation. Circumstance. 
You have 
a secret. 

Carnal trees haunt my vision, 
Looking for a place that they can dine. 
My knees covered in lesions, but of course I’ve been sleeping around,
the exit sign. 

Masochists always find a way. 
People need parents but parents get stuffed. 
Let us turn all atomic hearts shallow, crystal. 
So they can fall, today. 

The world’s got a secret. 

Deathless legion hides life in the palms. 
Now it’s more one big let’s get along. 

The world’s got a secret. 
u got an animal look. 

The world’s got a secret. 
u got an animal look.

from house​.​xct_, released August 6, 2016 

Zach Buck - Lyrics, Vocals 
Jesse Manou - Electronic Percussion, Drums, Bass, Synth, Congas 
Chris Ning - Vocals, Keytar 
Sonica Carnegie - Vocals 
Seabeau - Vocals 
Lucas Manou - Trombone 
Nicole Cain - Additional Bass Guitar

house.xct_

His Mouth Is Fused

Watch a music video for this HERE: 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5b_QuQNq4Ec

Other Families released 16 GB Digital Archive Game/Album house.xct_ in August 2016. Their cover of TT by Twice is their first release since the project. Choose your own adventure!

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TT (Twice Cover)

MOONROCK

Mercury

LYRICAS:

We don’t care
we just like the main shit
we don’t care
we just mind our business

you’ve not caught her gnawing
on a toothpick

we don’t care
if you clear your throat during sex
or do something unappealing
we won’t stare
just keep going

we want just the right amount of perfection
perfection’s too much for a real person
there
that’s that I am

You all invested
in surrogates to
change your baby’s faces
now what have you collected, what brought home?

motherfucker pick up a sword!

you think I’d come for this?
wouldn’t even be witness.

No disrespect
fuck what you said
Go tell it to the volcano

You eat or else
I feed myself
I feed myself
don’t need your help
milk of your wealth
gone sour
I hope you get what you paid for
that’s what I am

love like small town murder
(we just like the main shit)
a devil born of devils
(We’ll just mind our business)
business of the mercy you sold,
this I give in blood back to your arm.

People like you shouldn’t eat first.

CREDITOS:

released February 14, 2020
Recorded Late 2019 into January 2020

Lyrics by Zach Buck
Composition by Jesse Manou

Male Lead Vocals: Josh Johnston
Female Lead Vocals: Stephanie March
Drums: Paul Geldart
Bass & Electronic Production: Jesse Manou
Piano & Backing Vocals: Jackson Welchner
Guitar & Backing Vocals: Sinead Bermingham
Alto Saxophone: Megan Romano

All Other Families material is produced, mixed & mastered by Jesse Manou at The Other Families Recording Company.

That's What I Am

LYRICS: 

I lick at places on our sticky-tack map.
She lives in my lap even though I am an outcast.
3000 guests and isnt that enough in my account
To lure you, to draw you in, to come into my mouth?
I like your lap.

I looked into her obscure face
And said I’m ready to be your lover.
The greatest thing we’d ever heard.
Yah I looked into her place, and purred.

We enter the sacred temple
Right between the teeth,
Move towards the tongue and throat
and suddenly we’re empty.

I can feel your words return,
Can hear them in my head.
Nourished by your chewing over
But haven’t yet been fed.
I like your lap.
I like your lap.
I like your lap.

West side train now
Catch it don’t be weighed down!

I looked into her obscure face
And said I’m ready to be your lover.
Her hands in my mouth making words.
But I lick off of her plate, my world.

If you stand at the altar
Is it sacrifice to bleed?
I like your lap I want to love it
But that’s not up to me.

Forever my fiancee
Never my wife is a constant toll.
I’ve got it in concept
I’ve got it in concept
But maybe I don’t.

Dragged down and life sucked you dry.
Dragged down and life sucked you dry.
I’m still not decided
I laughed cuz I like it!
I laughed cuz I like it!

I looked into her obscure face
And said I’m ready to be your lover.
But my tongue just would not uncurl.
And her tale is another, that girl.

LAP!
I do.
LAP!
Don’t you.
LAP!
Say it.
I lick it up LAP!

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Lyrics by Zach Buck
Composition by Jesse Manou & Megan Therese Romano

Male Lead Vocals: Aaron Williams
Female Lead Vocals: Sam Doll
Drums: Paul Geldart
Bass & Electronic Production & Backing Vocals: Jesse Manou
Piano: Jackson Welchner
Guitar: Sinead Bermingham
Alto Saxophone: Megan Romano

All Other Families material is produced, mixed & mastered by Jesse Manou at The Other Families Recording Company.

L.A.P.

LYRICS:

I-I-I just have one thing to say and then really, you can peace.
In the future they’re gonna look back at us and say we were different species!

Yah.

Let’s bring humanity back to the basement.
Let the richies keep the scrapers for themselves.
We can party on the pavement.
They can hear it in the penthouse.

Fuck your money (fuck your money).
Fuck your fucking money.
Fuck your party, fuck your streamers, fuck your house.

Fuck your money (fuck your money)
Fuck your fucking money.
You really think that they’ll let you out?

What is this law?!
Treacherous!
No need to account for your claims!

Just climb inside, climb inside
Don’t innocent
Sacrifices keep you awake?

On the bottom of the barrel
Convincing us its not your fault.
Born into apparel
But you’re not, take it off.

What is this law?!
Treacherous!
No need to account for your claims!

You can’t decide, can’t define
You’re prisoner
Naked inside of a cage.

In a row
A child with child
Born full grown

What is this law?!
Treacherous!
What seeds have you sown with the saved?

The tags on your clothes say you’re made of stone.
The look on your face says you’re clay.

I’m grown!
You don’t know the difference.
I’m grown!
I don’t take an interest.
I’m grown!
You’re old, but indistinct!
I’m grown!

I’m grown!
(On the bottom of the barrel)

I’m grown.
(Convincing us it’s not your fault)

I’m grown.
(Born into apparel)
(But you’re not. Take it off).

In a row
Born full grown
In a row
Born full grown.



Lyrics by Zach Buck
Composition by Jesse Manou

Female Lead Vocals: Olivia Cox
Male Lead Vocals: Paul DeBellis
Zach Buck: Spoken Word Vocals
Drums: Paul Geldart
Piano & Backing Vocals: Jackson Welchner
Guitar: Sinead Bermingham
Alto Saxophone: Megan Romano
Bass & Electronic Production & Backing Vocals: Jesse Manou

All Other Families material is produced, mixed & mastered by Jesse Manou at The Other Families Recording Company.

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