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Black Plastic Caskets

by Black Plastic Caskets

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1.
You can drink and smoke after me and him and them In this house we all have the same germs Ain't it grand It's official, nothing matters now Swappin' spit, shotgunnin' hits, takin' shits It's official, nothing matters now Ain't it Grand? Fuck yeah You can eat, and drink, and fuck anything you want In this house, it's all free Ain't it grand? It's official, not much matters now Swappin' spit, shotgunnin' hits, takin' shits It's official, not much matters now Ain't it Grand?
2.
I'm gonna sweat out this alcohol tomorrow I'll fart it out in the fields Splattered with dead vegetation Toiling for nearly no yield Beaten and burned by a philistine sun Blistered and vexed by machines I run Party with pills in the evening paying no mind to the morn Getting shit done before the sun gets warm I deserve a drink I'd like my reward Beaten and burned by a Philistine sun Blistered and vexed by machines I run Beaten and burned Blistered and vexed I deserve a drink I want my reward
3.
Bustin' balls ain't wrong if it's true to say exactly what I think of you There's no bush to beat around and I can't be bothered to Arrogance don't enter in it's called as it's seen and I'm a piece of shit I'm a reflection of you And I'm an asshole to I run my mouth and my mind to spew spite your reaction is my reward My fat half sister hates my guts and my daddy, he disowned me don't love me no more Acting like an asshole It's no wonder no one needs me or wants me no more My own brother wants my blood My old lady she don't touch me, don't want me no more Acting like an asshole It's no wonder no one needs me or wants me no more
4.
Underage tail and underage praise so shamefully desperate to validate and even vindicate your assailed name The blind leading the swine and that's just fine I understand it's a race against time You're not getting any younger, or smarter, or better possibly now, but probably never It chews you up but you can't let go the whole thing's riding on this next show So when that backstage Betty finally wants to get sweaty you gotta last long and you gotta be ready Playing sober to a cold, empty floor Asking too much, five bucks at the door Sweating your cut, how much an you get? Shut the fuck up and open our set Who am I to judge how many homemade CDs you've gotten rid of? Who am I to complain when I get to watch you fail again and again? Who am I to make fun of your scene? And completely demean your naïve dream False destiny beckons, you chomp at the bit You reek of Velveeta and Bud Light and bullshit
5.
All the Hercolubus hubris Doesn't change the fact That change is a fact and only a handful will be spared Glare blind and crying Pointing skyward, denying your eyes Denying your mindless despair Be not afraid to despise this world And the vomitous ruin it's become Let everything go and count yourself and everything you know Among the percentage When the chaos comes on, Dive in head first, be the first one consumed The first to accept that the end is a blessing And be sacrificed To set everything right 'cause everything's wrong Be disgusted We've built it this way, to betray Grieve not for what we leave The flesh we lose Let the world be our grave Embrace now the tomb Let everything go Include your self and everyone you love Among the percentage A small amount of panic and it's through Make it easy on you and your own Abandon your future, your fear, and your debt Abandon your home Sorrow's next to nonsense Non-existence is a gift bestowed Resist not the change An even exchange A planet gone rogue
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I dig myself to ribbons on these things I kinda' dig these things All things in moderation, I always say except with medication, I always say Little, bitter Chalk white Alright by me Just a little bitter they do right by me Peace of body and mind for a limited time I'm so lucky and my thinking is fuzzy My old lady watched me writhe Further in debt in an attempt to get my spine right When the itch becomes too much I'll scratch and ramble and such Picking, digging, gouging until I'm red Oh, no why? That slight relief gone dry One last dose and I'm on my own Muscle, nerve and brittle bone I just can't pay these fees And I just can't be seen I just can't be seen I just can't be seen

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2013 self-titled EP

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released August 19, 2013

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