"Hot Rifle"

Verse 1
Call me Prima Donna
I been drinkin' water
Depressed cuz I wanna
Be in Nirvana
I don't think I'm gonna
Layin' in the gutter
Livin' guns and butter
Readin' Unabomber

Hidden marijuana
Got my broomstick putter
Save it for mañana
I'll be heatin' like a sauna
I'm ur little nutter
Pickin' off piranhas
Feedin' my iguana
Get ready for the Summer

Chorus 1
Could you double your dollars
I'll be your first collar
This wreck disciple
Got a Hot Rifle
I am cheap perfume
I'm your prince of doom
Come get an eyeful
Of my Hot Rifle

Verse 2
You create the Man tho
You welcome the Devil
Treat me like paisano
Gonna end up trouble
Take away my fun, no
Livin' in your bubble
Deep space rubble
Gonna end up trouble

(Verse 1 Reprise)

Chorus 2
Could you double your dollars
I'll be your first collar
This wreck disciple
Got a Hot Rifle
I am cheap perfume
I'm your prince of doom
Come get an eyeful
Of my Hot Rifle
Dirtball
Your blood across the wall
Come get an eyeful
Of my Hot Rifle

Hot Rifle

You’re All Caught Up

>>Lyrics

Verse 1

Calling all the shots even if they are given
Who knew primal fantasties would turn into living
It’s a fucked up bitch that was born to be wild
Now you’re all caught up so dial up the denial
411 I hear the bitch repeat Yahoo
Now everybody’s the thinking same thing

Chorus

You’re All Caught Up
You’re All Caught Up
Caught Up 4x

Verse 2

Little bug, six feet, pick it up and deliver
Bring it back to Salazar where all the towels are linen
Riding my new peloton through the amazon chorus
I was born to be wild, give me a job in the forest

Verse 3

Gonna use the loose change like the holes in my sockets
yeah, I’ll blow them puppets up After I blow up their rockets
EYE EYE EYE EYE EYE EYE EYE EYE EYE
I’m going down

Verse 4 (Verse 1 Reprise)

Callin’ all the shots even if they are given
Who knew primal fantasies would turn into livin”? (Charlie & connie)
It’s a fucked up bitch that was born to be wild
Now you’re all caught up, so dial up the denial!

Yeah.

Chorus 2

You’re All Caught Up
You’re All Caught Up
Caught Up 4x

>>How the Song was Made

This was all about Justin on drums and Jordan on bass for the main groove. The cousins were toying around with several concepts, but kind of tuning in on something boingy and ZZ Top. At that point the song was spankin’ and the boys were juiced. But there were no lyrics yet… it had been a day bereft of intellect. Justin went for a run. Inspired by an experience he’d had with Jordan earlier that day, joyfully unfollowing everyone, an invigorated Justin came up with the lyric on voice memo. The rest is history.

>>How the Song was Made (Abridged)

Justin on drums, Jordan on bass, they were really feeling lively that day. Instrumental came first, then lyrics later, courtesy Justin inspired by a lively run through the hills. 

>>What the Song is About

I’ve muted everyone, but I still want to share my own opinions.

You're All Caught Up

July 8th, 2022

Tim Dillon

Justin Raisen and Jordan Benik were born two days apart, Justin in Miami where his father worked for YSL, Jordan in Chicago where his father was attending Moody Bible College with a major in Ancient Greek. Thick as thieves in their youth, the cousins decided to be a The Band and recorded over 80 songs in Bay Shore, NY, while clocked in at their no-show jobs for the Town of Oyster Bay Parks Dept. The NYC kids loved them, so they decided to move to Los Angeles.  Things fell apart soon afterwards, with Justin trying out a new role as a record producer while Jordan buckled down working full time at E! Entertainment. Passion separated them, but fate brought them back together.
They were soon surprised to find themselves in a Meet-Cute for the ages at the Coffee Bean by the Albertsons on Hillhurst. Initial plans for a podcast went awry, and old wounds threatened to derail their new collaboration. 
Luckily, they were able to find common ground in their mutual desire to bring the softest hoodies to market. Ever restless, they decided not to move to Austin. Justin & Jordan would stick it out, watch their longtime favorite, Michael Jordan’s “Come Fly With Me” and make a “rock n roll record, like we used to,”... but this time... with hustle. You can’t resurrect what never died.

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