Profess Get noticed, get heard! 🌟🔊 -  insclife

SALAMANCA SONG

# I. 

Baking out Bacon Hall

Call me all but forgettable 

I am broke and broken 

Brokering peace deals with my demons

# II. 

Hoping they will last as long as all the trauma

Saved it from my mama

Slept on metal cots and stood in lines just to escape the sauna 

# III. 

Med card out, pig press x to doubt

My only form of ID

Empty a mound 

# IV. 

Of green leaves down my face hole

And I still get stares

I'm tossing and washing all over the place 

# V. 

And oh man I'm scoffing while they're closing all the coffins

Fuck the law

Been 5150 since The Old Hippie was writing blogs

# VI. 
I'm coconuts in the brain

And I'm such a slut for the pain 

If I had a gun I'd be safe 

From the thoughts that drive me insane

# VII. 

I think that I am to blame 

It's my fault I cannot maintain

All the pain I cannot explain

And dark thoughts I cannot not contain


# VIII. 

It's pouring rain on every fucking day

I never get away

From these arid places, liminal spaces, that leave me pained gray

# IX. 

I've fucking lost it years ago I think

At the bottom of my puke green drink

I thought I had control but it was gone in just a blink

# X. 

I'm on the brink of my dissociation

Manic as my thoughts are racing

Pacing my self sabotage

Is it the result or the cause?

Diplomatic Visit To Hell

Lego Jam

Freaks Pushed My Astronaut In The Ocean!

Nightlife Ninjas

Vortex Math 369

Muck Bang Boom (ad-lib*, May 2024)

[Spoken]: 
I don't know 
What this word means
But it sounds kinda dirty 
So let's write a dirty song...

Tell me what you want man
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell you what you want girl
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell me what you want gang
Don't you wanna muck bang?
Muckbang you
I wanna muckbang you

Tell me what the fuck man
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell me what the fuck girl
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell me what the fuck gang
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Muckbang you
I wanna muckbang you

My lunch break is coming soon
Need to feast 
The beast that makes me drool
Oh I love the sounds you make
Taking more 
Than you should take
Drives my thirst up on the moon

Tell me what you want man
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell me what the fuck girl
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell me what the fuck gang
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Muckbang you
I wanna muckbang you




Wanna hear the stains 
Inside your sounds
A vibration of your viscera 
A growl
Spread it on your lips and tips
Don't care if your covered in it
Indulge your 
Drive into the ground
Indulge your doubt 
Into the ground

Tell me what you want girl
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell you what you want boy 
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell me what you want gang
Don't you wanna muck bang?
Muckbang you
I wanna muckbang you

Tell me what you want man
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell you what you want girl
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell me what you want girl
Don't you wanna muck bang?
Muckbang you
I wanna muckbang you

Oh, you're tired
Oh, I'm tired

Don't cross your eyes at me
We still got time
To fit in just a little bit more
Whatever's on your mind
I wanna get dirty 
And sloppy and sore
Is that a crime?

Your satisfied smile
Covered in grease and grime
And your front is spilling out 
Your fucking sides


You got me tongue tied
You've got me tongue tied
You've got me 
Tongue tied
Tongue tied
Tongue tied
Tongue tied!

[Instrumental chords]

Tell me what the fuck man
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell me what the fuck girl
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell me what the fuck gang
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Muckbang you
I wanna muckbang you

Tell me what you want man
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell you what you want girl
Don't you wanna muckbang?
Tell me what you want girl
Don't you wanna muck bang?

Muckbang you
I wanna muckbang you

Muckbang you
I wanna muckbang you

Muckbang you
I wanna muckbang...

You.

]Spoken:] That means, like, have sex in the dirt, right?

*I wish he had recorded with the mic closer to his face, some of the lyrics are hard to hear. But I tried my best to transcribe them as best as I could! They are subject to interpretation of course, you go ahead and hear what you want!

Muck Bang Boom

Muck Bang Boom [ad-lib]

Rum Row

Down the Stairs

The Post

New England

Glasseye - Beautiful Wreckage

Hello and Welcome! 

I don't make the music. Someone who contacted me thought that was disappointing so I think I need to be up-front here. I am just his friend who likes his music A LOT and has permission to post whatever music of his I want here. 

He can make a song up about anything! He has songs about explosions, fire, Jeanie Jaslow's mom, and time machines. He has hundreds and hundreds of songs. He shits out songs all of the time. And they are all different (although some of the lyrics and themes are similar, to be honest). He can make fun of you in a song and put himself down at the same time. Everyone leaves depressed and angry. 

I am trying to post the songs I put on reddit and unreleased tracks from his albums here on Soundcloud. The rest of his music can be accessed through the website I built for him, doctormocker.com

[ad-libs] are songs that he made up on the spot. Whatever comes out of his guitar and his brain and his throat is... just whatever comes out. What you hear is what you get. Sometimes this actually works!

[instrumentals] are songs that have no vocals. Yet, still, somehow, are explicit. 

[acappella] songs are songs that have no music accompaniment except for him slamming on things like a desk or chair. But usually just his voice.

All the rest are "regular" songs. 

All of these songs are recorded live on an old, beat-up and yellowed Fostex 4-track, a barely-functional Panasonic tape recorder from the 80s, a cell phone, or, rarely, an answering machine. He spares all expense to give us that sweet, succulent, grimy, gritty, grungy and intimate low fidelity sound. 

If you want to know more or see some of his videos click on the Interwebsite link below or visit doctormocker.com. 

Thanks,

Lumpy :)

P.S. If you see likes on your tracks that's me liking your music not him. He is a grumpy, surly fucker who doesn't like anything, much. Not even himself. Sad...

Muck Bang Boom [ad-lib]

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