Would it be funny if i sent this song to my uncle who JUST got out of jail for assaulting a police officer and drunk driving

will wood - suburbia overture / greetings from mary bell township! / (vampire) culture / love me, normally ( slowed + pitched + vampire culture part only )

vampire culture

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Chemical Overreaction/Compound Fracture by Will Wood and the Tapeworms, from Everything is a Lot.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uKYiUcHyGIA

Nettles on my saddle and a badge on my vest, better bet I’ll never settle and I never could rest. 
Till the sunrise dies and sets in the west, a rattlesnake bite and a bullet in my chest. 
I won’t stop to drop to draw a line in the sand, ‘cause I’ll be picked apart to pieces by coyotes, I’m a lizard in the hand of the medicine man who is the wizard of the land on wild peyote. 
Woah. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I’m gaining traction. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I’m taking action. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions. 
I’m done relaxing. I am a chemical reaction. 
Bienvenidos a la villa de arañas españas, where the sentimental value of the city around you is deleted obsolete and still completely will stun you, I’m tripping like a klutz and I’m rolling like thunder. 
I’m a snot nosed pothead playing with matches, a rotten spot of mold with my hands on a cactus. My mouth is dry and my eyes are red, I’m chewing on sand ‘cause the desert’s in my head. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I’m gaining traction. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, I’m taking action. 
Aye aye, I eye my eyes, no more distractions. 
I’m done relaxing. I am a chemical reaction. 
Wretch and pule this panoramic, stretched out view is fat with panic. 
Precognition lacks in hindsight, we caught the illness back before the twilight. 
I might be a saint worth steeples, I might be the brain of evil. 
Bad things happen to good people, good things happen to me.


Chemical Overeaction/Compound Fracture

Lyrics for Thermodynamic Lawyer, Esq. G.F.D. by Will Wood and the Tapeworms from Everything is a Lot omitted by request of attorney.

Thermodynamic Lawyer Esq, G.F.D.

Music and Lyrics by Will Wood
Featuring
Dave English/Thomas Finch on Drums, Ben Scardo on Upright Bass, Will Wood on Guitar/Piano/Vocals/Kazoo/Backups

To cut down on my silhouette, my favorite food are smoke and hearts.
My leftover frets forget stiletto-self vendettas, while my cracking backbone lacks but backs up my false starts. 
All nightmares start as dreams and I hear my subconscious screaming. 
They say that beauty’s just skin deep, so naturally, please show me your- 

Bones, bones, bones 
Let me see your bones 
Well I don’t wanna know if the feeling follows home. 
Bones, bones, bones 
Hell, we’re all alone 
If I come home, baby, will you show your bones? 

Lumps in throats and petticoats, your baby teeth would pray for you. 
A selfish book is always open, and some of the best liars only want the truth. 
All love starts as a scheme, so wake me up, I’m tired of sleeping. 
They say that beauty’s just skin deep. So rip it off and please show me your 

Bones, bones, bones 
Let me see your bones 
Well I don’t wanna know if the feeling follows home. 
Bones, bones, bones 
Hell, we’re all alone 
If I come home, baby, will you show your bones? 

All nightmares start as dreams, all love starts as a scheme. 
Give me all your LSD so I can feel my mind unweave again. 
They say that beauty’s just skin deep. 
So Ana stands and rends the rancid meat from her 

Bones, bones, bones 
Let me see your bones 
Well I don’t wanna know if the feeling follows home. 
Bones, bones, bones 
Hell, we’re all alone 
If I come home, baby, will you show your bones? 

Bones, bones, bones 
I can see my bones 
Well I don’t wanna know if the feeling follows home. 
Bones, bones, bones 
Hell, we’re all alone 
If I come home, baby will you see my bones?

Skeleton Appreciation Day In Vestal, NY (Bones)

From "Everything is a Lot" by Will Wood and the Tapeworms.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hl5XUM_qoN4

Six-up, five-oh, pigs come, I cop n’ go. 
The blotter shows they got me on the rocks like Galapagos. 
Good luck finding critters creepy as me. They shoulda fried me, I’ll give ya PTSD 
Vodka shots droppin’ down the throat they been stompin’ on. 
Cockin’ guns, lockin’ up, the quotas all for shock n’ awe. 
Drivin’s tirin’, and I been hot-wirin’ to make my get away from the jailbreak riot and 
Cellmates scrapin’ upon the bricks in the basement, 
tryin’ to escape this probation generation- too late! 
Crazy fuckers’ gotta do the time. 
Committed to the mental ward, committing all the crimes. 
I’m alive and kickin’ till the split ends fray. 
Maybe plead insane, guilty, but I’m not to blame! 
I’m a slave to the main vein, sprayin’ on the mainframe. 
Suffering the infrastructure, hoping I can maintain! 
Oh how I know how I go how I go. Ask me a question the answer I know. 
Yes or no options don’t weigh out and so; I don’t ever see the cons and the pros. 

You bare a striking resemblance. 
Some kind of semblance of somethin’ I been rememberin’. 
You appear familiar dear. You look just like my bathroom mirror. 
Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go! 
Please police- is it a test? I won’t know till I’m under arrest. 

The drunk-tank’s blood red. Junkie’s gonna relapse. 
Some think punk’s dead, me I don’t believe that. 
Rock n’ roll gatherin’ the moss till I be that lichen-coated boulder, make you slip, 
Bust your kneecap! 
Open on the amazon, hide the cure for cancer. 
I’m Lance Armstrong, you’re the necromancer. 
Slash n’ burn, crash into the 42nd answer, 
all my fellow skeletons adore the army ants here. 
Flies on my eyeballs, scabs on my elbows. 
Heaven knows God’s sittin’ up there like “Hell no!” 
Only one thing comes to those who wait. Is it too late to embrace your fate? 
My death come swiftly and gently to you. 
Mayhem, cry mayday, and oncoming doom. 
Save your convictions, they never will do. What you say’s at least 1/6 billionth true. 

You bare a striking resemblance. 
Some kind of semblance of somethin’ I been rememberin’. 
You appear familiar dear. You look just like my bathroom mirror. 
Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go! 
Please police- is it a test? I won’t know till I’m under arrest. 

Am I being detained? Am I under arrest? 
Read me my rights please. I want my phone call. 
Please policeman- no heel-to-toe. Oh please, let me go! 
Please police- is it a test? I won’t know till I’m under arrest.

6up 5Oh CopOut (Pro/Con)

Bear Ghost covers Will Wood's "BlackBoxWarrior - OKULTRA"

BlackBoxWarrior - OKULTRA

What happens if you head back in the studio 16 years later and rerecord one of your oldest duets? Blood and Bones: Friday the 13th Edition is what!  As always, thanks to the Gloom-me-once, shame-on-you. You can find more of her magic stuffs all over the place at https://linktr.ee/gloomdarkheart

Dusty old Bones or fresh pools of Blood? Which one hits harder for you - our classic OG version, or the brand-new Friday the 13th Edition? Be sure to leave your thoughts in the comment down below!

Grab it from my Bandcamp here http://blake.so/babf13
COMING SOON to the usual places!
  YouTube Music  http://blake.so/babf13youtube
  iTunes: http://blake.so/babf13itunes 
  and Spotify: https://blake.so/babf13spotify
  as well as many other places soon!

Bass & Electric Guitar: Blake Robinson,
Vocals & Accompaniment: Blake Robinson, Gloom Darkheart,
Drums: S'mee the drummer

Lyrics:
I had a lot of friends till I drove them round the bend
and then they left me all alone and so I roam around the globe
In search of new shiny buddies, to share with them my worries
and my joys and my toys and my secret jars of poison!
I searched up high... I searched down low...
But... no matter where I look no friends began to show
and so I made a list of killers, and wrote them all letters
asking lots of friendly questions... with all the best intent they told me

Don't ask your questions to the wall
They keep their secrets locked inside
If blood and bones are what you want
I suggest that you look behind you

I keep each letter in a box under my bed
It really rocks 'cos when I'm sad I just read all of them again
I sent them drawings done in crayon, and plans for domination
even cute little collages of their exploits from the papers.
And when they get out, we will be friends
Bestest buddies un-til the end
We'll go on picnics, with long pork sammies
But I keep thinking 'bout... What they told me

Don't ask your questions to the wall
They keep their secrets locked inside
If blood and bones are what you want
I suggest that you look behind you
Don't ask your questions to the wall
They keep their secrets locked inside
If blood and bones are what you want
I suggest that you look behind you

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Blood and Bones ft. Gloom Darkheart (Friday the 13th Edition)

Aphrodite, Your Electric Sexiness (Upgrade) master

A fun song I made late last night. Inspired by Doja Cat and Don Toliver. I am always looking for feedback. Also, would love to work with an engineer or producer that sees the vision!

SOS [UNFINISHED DEMO]

"a mask of my own face" by lemon demon from their "Nature Tapes" EP

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https://lemondemon.bandcamp.com/

"a mask of my own face" - lemon demon

Independent singer-songwriter and alt-comic from New Jersey. First since going on hiatus after an unintended viral moment in 2021-22, "Slouching Towards Branson," is an audio version of the comedy special by the same name, which is available exclusively on Patreon. The film version can be purchased for $5 by non-members or viewed any time by paid tier members.

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