Pin-Up Daddy

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Lyrics

Hey Mama
I grew my hair longer like the dirty hippies dancing in the rain that you used to hate

Hey Papa
Thanks for dishing out the dollars to doctors that dared to fix the shit you did when I was eight

Grandmother didn't hesitate to light a candle for her baby every Sunday

Two thousand miles between me and their cage, but I was born to be the black sheep of the family

Well I don't fear what mama hears about me
I don't fear what mama hears about me
'cause this black sheep ain't got no one to please

Today I passed by the priest that used to preach to me
He tried to teach me that a woman's worth is determined by with whom she sleeps
HA 
since then I've been running from religion and living this feminist vision
I get on my knees, but I don't pray so I'm the poster child sinner in his homily 

Well I don't fear what father hears about me
I don't fear what fathers hears about me
'cause this black sheep ain't got no one to please

Since then I stopped dancing
with men that don't dig my disposition
I don't seek out their pretentious, prudent permission
to do what I will whenever I want 
question God
and fuck til dawn
the list could go on and on

'Cause I don't fear what you hear about me
I don't dear what you hear about me
'Cause this black sheep ain't got no one to please

This black sheep ain't got no one to please 



Recorded by Cooper Holzman.

Black Sheep

music and lyrics by Madison Douglas 

lyrics 

I won't wear a white gown
or parade down the aisle
I won't raise your unborn grandchild
Am I not the daughter, you planned on
back when all you were good intentions

I won't live behind a white picket fence and a tree line 
I won't waste my life trying to keep a man satisfied
Am I not the daughter you had planned on
back when all you had were good intentions

Mama does your wedding dress wait in the closet 
Mama does my bassinet gather dust in the attic
like the dreams you built around me
the milestones you thought I'd reach
but mama all your dreams are antiques 

I vow to travel the world and see all its sights 
I vow to fall in love with a different city every night
But when I write home I get no reply
Are you terrified, I didn't grow up just to die

Am I not the daughter you planned on
Your child, oh she's grown now and she's gone
Am I not the daughter you planned on

Back when all you had 
was just a girl you loved bad
back when all you had were good intentions

Good Intentions

Canvas

my body's a canvas
and you paint with your hands
I've never met an artist that captures love like you can

your eyes shine like a candle
when they smile I blush with warmth 
and our kiss sparks a fire I've never felt before

you don't have to buy me flowers
you don't have to buy me champagne 
just put that money where your mouth is 
and spend that kiss on me 

our hips speak their own language 
and they're very well read
they could pen a novel all about our weekends spent in bed 

you don't have to buy me flowers
you don't have to buy me champagne 
just put that money where your mouth is 
and spend that kiss on me 

credits -
music and lyrics by Madison Douglas and Barry Goldberg
recorded by Theo Katzman and Ryan Lerman
produced by Theo Katzman

Canvas

music and lyrics by Rett Madison
produced and mixed by Frederik Thaae



lyrics
don't I look like my mother
when I've passed out on our kitchen floor 
from fighting drunk at the bar

don't I look like my mother
when I'm jealous and insecure 
and throwing holes through our bedroom door

I never thought I'd be cut from the same cloth
my eyes burn just like hers when I'm fucked up
I thought I'd learn
But ain't I my mother's girl

Don't I look like my mother
when I cry over lovers you never kissed and I'm talking tough and clenching fists

Oh I never thought I'd be cut from the same cloth
but my eyes burn just like hers when I'm fucked up
I thought I'd learn
but ain't I my mother's girl

ain't I my mother's girl?

Mother’s Girl

twenty five

Pin-up Daddy

music and lyrics by Rett Madison 
production, drums, background vocals - Theo Katzman
bass - Brian Jones
wurli - Lee Pardini

artwork by Miriam Cortez

Pin-up Daddy

Music and lyrics by Rett Madison
Produced by Theo Katzman

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