RIP Gene Wilder

Lyrics:
Come with me and you’ll be
In a world induced by medication
Take a pill, and you’ll kill 
Every bit of your imagination

We’re all just guinea pigs
Huddled in our cage
It may affect you different
Depending on your age

Wander deep into sleep
As your apartment burns to desolation
Shed a tear, drink some beer
When your landlord threatens litigation

You want all the bells and whistles
Glowing lights and amphetamine crystals
Three blind mice, high on ice
See how they run


Special thanks to https://soundcloud.com/famous-forgotten-artists for putting this song on their podcast https://www.mixcloud.com/Fromwhisperstoscreams/session84-beyond-the-clouds-there-are-millions-of-stars-5/

Really Happy for your support!

Singles

Drowsy

Emperor's Wrath

Instruments played:  Sitar, Guitar, Bass, Drums

Lyrics:

Everything under the sun and the moon
The emperor will be there soon
His greatness will bless the land
All the people hand in hand

His presence filled with gloom and grace, 
Sadness etched within his face
Magnificent and Splendorous
Generous and Dangerous

Emperor's Greatness

Guitar, Bass, Vocals, Lyrics - Big Pharma
Drums - Mick Mack

Lyrics:

Everyone is dead, oh Everyone is dead
You better call up a number for a funeral bed
Because everyone you’ve ever known is dead

The cops shot themselves in the heads
The people died alone in their beds
And poor old Mrs Paul, she couldn’t take it all
So she leapt infront of a train 
So that she wouldn’t have to endure all of the pain

Hallelujah

When I get lonely I know I’m not the only
One who will die alone
Cause when I look the window of my
Burning apartment I see the Saints are all marching home

Oh, the Saints went Marching Away
On this beautiful holiday
We were celebrating Christ, but it would not suffice
Because the Saints went marching away

Everyone Is Dead

Drums by Mick Mack, everything else by the Big Pharma

Lyrics:

Hey Momma says that the Jupiter Moons so bright, let it shine

79 of us orbiting around a big fat Celestian, a Celestian
Hey Momma said that the Jupiter Moons is shining, shining oh so brightly, shining brightly

Jupiter Moon

Lyrics:

You gotta get off the alcohol, or you’re nothing, you’re nothing
You don’t know why you smell so bad, and you’re ugly
Gotta get off the alcohol, or you’re nothing, you’re nothing
Gonna get thrown in Alcatraz and raped in the ass

Once a day, every day
Crack open a few beers
Time to see, will I be
The biggest phaggot of the year?

I gotta bottle of wine, that’s not really mine
I don’t care whose it is, it makes me feel fine
Spend all my time drinking alone
Restless spirit, I got an itch in my bone

I don’t care what people say, or if they think I’m gay
I, oh I
I’m a head case and space cadet spacey as hell

You gotta get off the alcohol, you loser, you loser
Don’t know why you suck at work and you’re stupid
Gotta get off the alcohol you loser, you loser
Can’t come up with ideas anymore, and slurring your speech

When I’m gone, who will care
Was there anything there?
When I croak, will I choke
On my dead collapsing lungs?

I’ve drank and smoked my life right into the ground
And I’ve been known to buy my drugs by the pound
Sometimes it seems I  hate everyone
Sometimes I wonder if I’m having any fun

I don’t care what people think
Or if my dick does stink
I, oh I
I wonder if I feel anything at all

You gotta get off the alcohol you phaggot, you phaggot
You only shower once a week and you’re ugly
Gotta get off the alcohol you phaggot, you phaggot
Things have gone from bad to worse, 
And they’ll get worse fast

Da Da Da, Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da, Da
Da Da Da, Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da, Da

Gotta Get Off

Lyrics:

Something is happening, nature unbalancing
Got to do something before it’s too late
There’s nothing that can be done to stop it, can we
All just do something and start a clean slate
The wonders we’re handling spirits are channeling
Ghosts of the past are still here today
Nothing can ever be destroyed completely
It manifests itself in some other way

Now tomorrow comes, it’s already here
Can you hear it calling?  The future is near

There will come a day where you will have to say
The things that no one would ever want to say
Nothing is guaranteed in life, not your safety
Or your happiness, or even dismay
Reach out and grab it, the life, you can have it
Don’t just sit around wasting another day
Find it in yourself to get off of the shelf
The life that you need, there is no other way

Now and for always, you are what you’re meant to be
And in this moment you are one little thing in everything

Debts are encroaching and death is approaching
The end is nearer every day that you live
But don’t let it scare you, or even impair you
In living and giving all that you can give
There’s no time like right now, and maybe somehow
We can all just do something before it’s too late
We should all be reaching for what we are preaching
And maybe some day we will control our fate

One Little Thing In Everything

'insecure'

A huge thank you to Scotty (https://soundcloud.com/one-man-verity-show) for working the magic on vocals and lyrics.  We've been talking about collabing for a while now, and I'm glad we finally got to it.  Cheers brother!

Scotty: lyrics & vocals
Ultrasonic Pest Repellent: music

Would you bring me home some roses?
Could you make me food to eat?
Can we candy up our noses?
And make ourselves each others treat?

Girl, you know that I love you
wholeheartedly and true.
But if you stop reciprocating,
I swear to Jah that we are through.

Baby, now that you have had me,
have I left you satisfied?
Or have I left you like the others;
to feel the need that you should lie?

Girl, you know that I love you
wholeheartedly and true.
But if you stop reciprocating,
I swear to Jah that we are through.

I'm insecure.
It's true.

Insecure - One Man Verity Show and UPR collab

Curb Your Attitude

The backing track was put together using a jam session recorded with just drums and rhythm guitar, bass and lead guitar were added in later.  It's pretty sloppy, but it was fun.  

Big Pharma - Guitar, Bass
Mick Mack - Drums

The Jambalaya Playa (Sloppy Joe Jam)

Our latest sound experiment.  My first time recording guitar with my Grandmeister Deluxe 40 amp.  The string movements are done with synths.  Drums have echo effects.  Another one I planned on putting vocals on, but didn't.  Hope you enjoy, any feedback is appreciated.

https://youtu.be/c7qbksbswzY

Eternal Resonance

My cover of the classic tune Mamma Mia by the one and only Abba.  I MAY have taken a few liberties in song structure and style.

https://youtu.be/mj6qqu2KJUQ

Mamma Mia - Abba Cover

Dream Sequence

I Spent All My Victim Points On Crack

This is a cover of the track that made me a fan of this great band, who I've been fortunate enough to see live twice.  This is also the first time I'm recording using analog equipment.  I just received my Yamaha MT50 4-track recorder, and I felt the first song that needed to be recorded on it was this amazing folk song.  If you haven't, check out the original.  Thanks for listening!

The Ballad of Jim Jones - The Brian Jonestown Massacre cover

I made this song because having just one song about my huge penis was not cutting it, and I felt you all needed another one to get the message

I've Got A Big Boner

I haven't uploaded in a while, so I figured I'd post some random shit.  I can attest this is what Jazz would sound like to a Pop-punk fan, as I used to be a Pop-punk fan who didn't understand jazz.  Now that I've ruined my brain with over use of marijuana and psychedelics, jazz makes perfect sense to me, but at one point, it sounded just like this.  This track was recorded and mixed on analogue equipment, which automatically makes it superior to digital peasant music.

This Is What I Imagine Jazz Sounds Like To A Pop Punk Fan

Lyrics

Mother is always at home
And the flies just won’t leave her alone
Her flesh falls onto the floor
She doesn’t talk to me anymore

Forsaken trust fills me with guilt
Destroyed the family that she had built
Albatross like a noose around my throat
That which decays under the surface will float

Frozen face, eyeballs decayed
Surrounded by flowers where she is laid
Occult books piled in a stack
Maybe someday I’ll bring her back

Decompose
I oppose
To compose my brain 
I’m fucking insane

I suppose 
I will close
The windows to keep her spirit inside

I can never 
Let her go
Not physically nor in the form of her soul

No one left
To forget
And forgive the evil deeds that I’ve done

Mother's Corpse

Lyrics

When the bow breaks, the cradle will
Come tumbling down into the darkened chasmic hell
The same which countless others
Disappeared inside before

The tranquil state in which we’ve lived
Perishes right before our eyes
Lost to the ages of time, we’ll forget

Just like a vanquished mortal soul
What once existed in the flesh
Will disappear, leaving behind traces
Ashes and decaying bone

The fragile lamb of stable life
Ceases to breathe and bleeds out
Gone are days of light

Then soon we all begin to lose 
Sight of the things that once had held
Us tight and close
Bonded, inseparable
Never to be ripped apart

Mortar that held together bricks 
Impenetrable fortress
Deteriorated beyond all repair

In time the foundational cracks
Of our own selfish deceit and betrayal acts
Would crumble down and destroy
For what we had sacrificed

Then in a foolish naive way
Blame all those but ourselves
So bold is ignorance

Sun setting down behind the darkened
Clouds, leaving us in darkness
Forever gone, what once had shone
Is gone forever now, we will wonder how we

Let things get so bad, what choice have we had
As captives of greed filled rackets
Any chance we got only ever brought 
A knife right in our backs, 
Broken structure cracks

Beep Boop

This track was recorded on a Tascam 424 MKIII 4 track tape machine.  The guitar and drums were recorded together at once, and the bass track was added after.  The track was sped up using the pitch control dial on the analog equipment.  Mick Mack on Drums, Gremescer Fuckburger on Guitar and Bass.

Fred Leppelin

This song is dedicated to my love and admiration of the poop-smearing GOAT of rock music, the one and only, GG Allin.  The skilled musicianship of this musical recording is a flattering tribute to his stunning genius.  Recorded on a 4 track tape machine.

I Like GG Allin

SOS (Distress Signal Part 3)

WARNING: Contains the most epic metal scream of all time

Recorded on a Tascam 4 track tape machine.  Gremescer plays the drums, which is why they suck.

She Was Too Darn Young

A work in progress, I intend on adding vocals eventually

Neo Blues

Dookie Howser

Great working with Scotty (https://soundcloud.com/one-man-verity-show) again, always knows what to bring in terms of lyrics and vocals.  

Scotty: Lyrics & vocals
UPR: Music
Gems: Background vocals

Lyrics:
Well, the wind is pickin' up,
and the sea is gettin' rough.
Midday has turned to dusk,
and we're feelin' Iike we're fucked.
Yet, still, we can't get enough
'cause somehow we get some love
for spillin' out our guts
about each time we've been fucked,
and each time that we have fucked,
and each time we've lost our trust,
and each time we've showed disgust
each time we treat time with fuss.
Each time, every time, we must
treat each time like we're in lust.
Otherwise, each time will pass and we'll
have lost each time. For what?

Absolutely nothing, baby.
Do you trust me? Yes or maybe?
Don't be shy, babe, come persuade me.
Spill it out, now, don't be angry.
I just want you. You're my baby.
Learned to trust you. You've regained me.
Fear to love you. Yes, it pains me.
Still, I'll fuck you. You'll repay me.

Somehow I still feel this is right.
And I can't put up no more fight.
If this consumes me, then so be it.
We'll be in movies, or some 'd' skit.

I'm just kiddin'.
I'm just joshin'.
Why fuss hauntin'
all my dreams when
you're just kiddin',
and just joshin'.
You're just hauntin'
my dreams because you can.

Why you gotta fuck with me?

I'm gonna take hold of you.
Throttle your neck until you're blue.
Don't think once that this dude
won't make you swallow what you've chewed.

Oracles (with One Man Verity Show)

Inspired by the Stanley Kubrick film A Clockwork Orange.  The opening synth part is supposed to be reminiscent of the main theme from the movie.  The whole track is meant to outline a night of ultraviolence committed by Alex DeLarge and his fellow droogs.  Hopefully it's real horrorshow.

Horrorshow

This track began as a MIDI track I had made using Logic. The individual stem tracks were then sent to the great Dr. Zwakkus, who then added his own tracks, remixed, remastered, and often times even performed many of these tracks on real instruments to render this musical idea into a true mark of Zwakkonian brilliance.  It is to be noted that any real instruments being played (guitar, bass, vocals and drums I believe) were played by Dr. Zwakkus himself.  The end result of this made the track tower high above the original idea that I sent him, and I am extremely grateful to have had this opportunity to collab with who I consider to be, probably the most original and innovative sounding artist there is, or at least I've ever heard.  Please do check out his music if you haven't, for I guarantee it is unlike anything you've ever heard in your life.  
Dr. Zwakkus: https://soundcloud.com/user-500725886

Moloko Drencrom ft. Dr. Zwakkus

I'm not gonna lie to you guys, this one's gonna assault your ears.  It's rough and nasty.  This is actually a live version of a track we released years ago, originally called "Who Were Fanny And Phaggot?"  This is also the only song to feature our occasional bassist, Dick Wartz, who plays bass on both versions.  Gremescer plays guitar and vocals, and Mick Mack is on drums.  This track was recorded on a Tascam 4 track tape machine, and believe me, it shows.  There's some mighty fine tape rasp and hiss in there for some of the real audiophiles out there.  Don't say you weren't warned.  

Recorded on August 12, 2025

Dark Slide of the Moon - Live

This was the first bass recording I did with my Fender Mustang bass when I first got it a few months ago.  I originally intended to add more, but I figure by now, that's probably not gonna happen, so I figured I'd just upload it as is.  

Long Dong Silver

Jimi Hendrix asked, "Are You Experienced?"  Tina Turner asked, "What's Love Got To Do with it?"  And now folks, you are presented with perhaps the penultimate conundrum, of which the answer will undoubtedly separate the mortal men from the metamorphosized brain-gorilla übermensch race.  The question is, "Do you have what it takes?"  

Do You Have What It Takes To Smell The Farts Of Stone Cold?

Is that you John Wayne?  Is this me?


Members:

Gremescer Fuckburger: Vocals, lyrics, guitar, bass, sitar, synths, keyboards, Saxophone, Drums, Didgeridoo

Mick Mack: Drums, vocals



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