A Few Lixxx

by Captain Three Leg

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1.
04:53
BRAIN TUMOR She got a cancer like a bomb Wedged tight in her brain She starves it with hate and tears She never, never shows no fear That goddamn snake tightens every day Runaway train and there ain’t no brakes Ain’t no way to shut it down White hot lava burnin’ all around Her brain… her brain… her brain… Cancer girl, too bad to live Cancer girl, too good to die Crazy eyes, you just don’t get it Don’t get close, you will regret it She see’s things that ain’t there I can see ‘em too They crawl around in front of our eyes All we smell is doom Rats and filth all around There is no light to be found Wonder if we’re already dead Think I’ll reach up and close the lid Cancer girl, I love you so Way fucked up, no place to go Can’t be loved, but I still do I’m hangin’ around, but I ain’t no fool One a these days… One a these days… We’re gonna lose your mind We’re gonna lose your mind That cancer feeds her white hot fire That cancer tells her what to do Cancer says she can’t run and hide There ain’t no hope in hell for you That cancer don’t tell no lies That cancer ain’t shittin’ me That cancer will gun her down Machine gun madness through and through Run and run can’t get nowhere The same black hole runnin’ through my head I feel her soul pourin’ out of me I scream and scream, all ears are dead Cancer girl, I love you so Way fucked up, no place to go Can’t be loved, but I still do I’m hangin’ around, but I ain’t no fool One a these days… One a these days… We’re gonna lose your mind We’re gonna lose your mind Don’t know how long she’s got Fuck it, it don’t matter at all Long as she’s here we’re gonna raise hell Long as she’s here, she’s gonna have a ball… maybe two Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide She’s gonna stick right by my side Keep on slammin’ long as we can She’s a cancer girl and I’m her man Cancer girl, I love you so Way fucked up, no place to go Can’t be loved, but I still do I’m hangin’ around, but I ain’t no fool One a these days… One a these days… We’re gonna lose your mind We’re gonna lose your mind
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04:54
JUKEBOX BOY I reach in my pocket for some change Drop a quarter in the slot and hear it ring Flip through the titles for a name I just can’t find a god damn thing Kick the machine to get back my change Fucker won’t give up a god damn thing Kick it again and again and again Ain’t no way I’m gonna get my change A lady calls the cops on me They get there fast, get the drop on me I run out the door with a slam Bullets flyin’ past my head The sirens they are callin’ me 25 blocks to the next machine I’m a juke box boy, that’s no lie A juke box boy willin’ to die A juke box boy with a habit so huge A juke box boy through and through Gotta have it every day Gotta have it any ol’ way Gotta have it when I get my pay A juke box song to set me free Runnin’, runnin’, runnin’ like hell Cops on my ass want me in a cell No music in my head to soothe my brain Need the next machine ‘fore I go insane I dodge in an alley, cut to the left Runnin’, runnin’, nearly outta breath The cops, the cops are closin’ fast There ain’t no way they gonna get my ass Tryin’ to lose cops donut fat Divin’ in a sewer with plenty of rats Cops keep cruising past my hole Smell of the place ‘bout to melt my soul Got the whole world comin’ down on me I need a juke box song to set me free I’m a juke box boy, that’s no lie A juke box boy willin’ to die A juke box boy with a habit so huge A juke box boy through and through Gotta have it every day Gotta have it any ol’ way Gotta have it when I get my pay A juke box song to set me free Just so close, but so far away Plenty a pigs ‘tween a juke box and me I gotta chance it, I just can’t wait bullets ricochetin’ off the sewer grate I make my best rabbit move Runnin’ ‘tween bullets, I just can’t lose Slidin’ along fast and smooth Just gotta have that juke box groove All of a sudden it all goes black Bastards put a bullet in my back I don’t care, I’ve gone way wrong Gotta have one last juke box song Mumbo jumbo over my grave Just can’t wait, throw the dirt on me Fallin’, fallin’, straight to hell Send me down that hot, black well I’m a juke box boy, that’s no lie A juke box boy willin’ to die A juke box boy with a habit so huge A juke box boy through and through Gotta have it every day Gotta have it any ol’ way Gotta have it when I get my pay A juke box song to set me free I bet the Devil is waitin’ for me Gonna drop a quarter in his music machine The Devil’s music will set me free A poor ol’ juke box boy like me
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ART APPRECIATION Gotta big lizard in a denim cage He’s about a foot long Let him out as much as I can Let him run, let him have his head He gets real hungry late at night I feed him in a cave Dark and wet, he loves it in there Satisfies his rage Gotta beautiful woman, never in the kitchen Her talents lie elsewhere Only one thing to make her pleased Let her feed my lizard while she gives him a squeeze She’s a rodeo rider, likes a big buckin’ horse Best there is, nobody comes close Rides him bareback, never with clothes Hangs on tight, grips his belly with her toes She’s a musician, loves playing the flute Shrieks and moans an amazing tune Makes loud music all night long Movin’ the earth is her favorite song She’s a talented girl, she can do anything Loves lizards, horses and flutes I just love to watch her go She’s amazing at her work Makin’ her art all night long Never tires of playin’ passionate songs Ridin’ her horse, squeezin’ my lizard Playing her flute, she’s a creative wizard Multi-talented, she likes to paint I’m a blank canvas, she can’t wait Uses her tongue instead of a brush Talented girl, give a clay man a rush She can paint with her fingers Make me tingle, make me shiver Way abstract with her nose she’s real surreal with her toes I’m an art connoisseur of a special kind I appreciate the way she bends my mind She’s got imagination, natural creation Girly Van Gogh, reincarnation Temperamental, unpredictable She’s got an original touch Makes me feel, makes my mind reel Spins me around like a potter’s wheel Squeeze my lizard, ride that horse Play that flute, spin me like a pot Put me in your kiln, fire your man I’ll push my wood into your red-hot can Another artist who will starve But she don’t care, she hits the mark You’ll never be famous around the world But you’re an artist, baby, you’re a talented girl She’s a rodeo rider, likes a big buckin’ horse Best there is, nobody comes close Rides him bareback, never with clothes Hangs on tight, grips his belly with her toes She’s a musician, loves playing the flute Shrieks and moans an amazing tune Makes loud music all night long Movin’ the earth is her favorite song She’s a talented girl, she can do anything Loves lizards, horses and flutes I just love to watch her go She’s amazing at her work Makin’ her art all night long Never tires of playin’ passionate songs Ridin’ her horse, squeezin’ my lizard Playing her flute, she’s a creative wizard
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05:33
TRUE LOVE They say true love will set you free It’s magic every day I believe in true love In a little different way A cut, a scratch, each a black eye The woman ‘n me, another fight Whips ‘n chains, lasted all night Furniture busted, ain’t no lights Lusty madness, stops for a while She lied again, won’t happen no more Smiled at her, I said sure I bit her ear, she started to purr Jumped on me from behind Lightnin’ flashin’ from hard blue eyes Threw me down on the floor Bloodied me with claws, screamed for more She’s my beastie girl – a vicious animal whore She’s my beastie girl – I’m comin’ back for more She’s my beastie girl – she’s handy with her claws She’s my beastie girl – she’s everything I want Atom bomb temper, born in hell Might kill somebody, never can tell Got devil magic runnin’ in her veins When she explodes, she’s gotta get laid When she wants it, I’m on the run She’s a real bad shot, but he’s got a gun Blinded by lust, always misses me Knows damn well it makes me mean Nympho eyes, tells wicked lies I slap her hard, she just smiles Crazy woman, knows me well Makes me horny when I’m mad as hell She’s my beastie girl – a vicious animal whore She’s my beastie girl – I’m comin’ back for more She’s my beastie girl – she’s handy with her claws She’s my beastie girl – she’s everything I want A real animal, she’s wild game Make a lion run the other way Sandpaper touch with legs so long Breakin’ glass voice, a beautiful song Too much makeup, blood lipstick Skull ring fingers, rouge real thick Scars here ‘n there, winner’s razor cuts Scorpion tattoos on her butt Lean and mean, rocky mountain chest Viciously sexy, different from the rest Chainsaw mouth, she’s a grim reaper One of a kind, I’ll never leave her She’s my beastie girl – a vicious animal whore She’s my beastie girl – I’m comin’ back for more She’s my beastie girl – she’s handy with her claws She’s my beastie girl – she’s everything I want Gets out a rope, gonna tie me up tight Cracks a whip across my thighs She’s way twisted, likes it real rough Wants to be smacked as I put her in cuffs She ain’t human when she wants laid Animal side makes her insane An angry beast, a hunger for lust Make up sex, there’s never enough Can’t stay apart for too long We howl in tune, the same hot song Love each other, it’s so right Smokin’ hot animals after a fight She’s my beastie girl – a vicious animal whore She’s my beastie girl – I’m comin’ back for more She’s my beastie girl – she’s handy with her claws She’s my beastie girl – she’s everything I want
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UNHAPPY CLOWNS Alarm bangs out dream destroyin’ tones Gotta get up, tired to the bone Know what’s comin’, wanna stay in bed Gotta go slave with a mind full of dread Put on my pants one leg at a time Ain’t no faster way Crisp, clean shirt, each arm in a sleeve Can’t go faster, movin’ like molasses Tie my shoes with a mighty fine shine Look at the mess in the mirror No time to shave, no time to brush Runnin’ way late in too slow a rush Out the door, a real slow rocket Grab my keys outta my pocket Fire up my ride, hear the engine whine Pop it in gear, hear the tranny grind Tires smokin’, I give it the gas Cop stops me, wants me kissin’ his ass I done the dirty deed, no doubt about it Want my dignity, but the man won’t allow it Cop keeps me there quite a while Screams at me, spittin’ out bile “You shamed your whole family and the human race.” He’s spittin’ on me as he works up his rage “What’s wrong with you boy, where’s the fire? You’re a criminal, need burned with a hot iron. Got no respect for authority. Get outta here, ‘fore I nail ya to a tree.” “You will fear my authority. If you don’t, I’ll smack ya to yer knees. You takin’ the rap just ain’t enough. Abusin’ authority make’s me tough.” Give it up you unhappy clown Let me alone, stop bringin’ me down All I want is my dignity Bein’ the man… don’t give you the right… to take it from me Held up by the cop, no place to park Gotta see the boss, get a big black mark I get inside, coffee and a smile Secretary says boss waitin’ a while It’s a trap, no way to escape An unhappy clown is lyin’ in wait Brace myself for a big ordeal Dumb as a post, sees himself a big wheel Boss sittin’, smilin’ at my pain I excuse myself, try to explain He ain’t buyin’ it, tells me I’m lame Eyes drillin’ me, this ain’t no game “Know why yer here? Yer late for the bell.” Big wheel’s boilin’, gonna send me to hell “Gonna cut your pay, you’re my slave. You’re gonna be late for your own grave. Better fear me, and that ain’t all. Better kiss ass or I’ll have your balls” “You will fear my authority. If you don’t, I’ll smack ya to yer knees. You takin’ the rap just ain’t enough. Abusin’ authority make’s me tough.” Give it up you unhappy clown Let me alone, stop bringin’ me down All I want is my dignity Bein’ the man… don’t give you the right… to take it from me “Gonna nail ya on a cross ‘cause I’m the man. Gonna crush your mind just ‘cause I can. Got no soul, got a mean, mean smile. Kiss my ass and do it with style” “I’m authority… and you better fear me.” No sex, no drugs, no rock ‘n’ roll Way too busy puttin’ people in a hole Real unhappy ‘till they smash good things No satisfaction ‘till they make a man scream “I’m authority and you better fear me” Too tight asses, too tight face Right on the edge of the human race Hear good jokes with a poker face Knuckle draggin’ bastards, always in a rage “I’m authority… and you better fear me.” Always laugh at the pain of others Got no love even for their own mothers Turned down mouth, muscular frown Get in their sights, they’ll gun you down They get a scratch, it’s the end of the world I lose a leg, it’s no big deal Biggest whiners when they get caught Blame everybody for their own damn faults “I’m authority… and you better fear me.” What is wrong with these unhappy clowns? Get their rocks off grindin’ me down Humiliation is all they know Authority makes their self-hate grow “I’m authority… and you better fear me.” Feel so small ‘till they beat me down Get ten feet tall crushin’ happy clowns Gotta melt my soul everyday Unhappy clowns can’t see another way Keep it up, go right ahead One a these days yer gonna be dead Had one chance, ya shoulda done right You won’t care ‘till the hell fire lights Satan’s a waitin’, clappin’ hooves with glee Unhappy clowns will get a real treat A dose of medicine all their own Hear them whine, flesh burnin’ off bone “You will fear my authority. If you don’t, I’ll smack ya to yer knees. You takin’ the rap just ain’t enough. Abusin’ authority make’s me tough.” Give it up you unhappy clown Let me alone, stop bringin’ me down All I want is my dignity Bein’ the man… don’t give you the right… to take it from me

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released September 19, 2011

GRINDCORE CINEMA presents
a MORTVILLE RECORDS production
"A Few Lixxx"

The soundtrack to being fucked over by the police, relationships gone wrong, the love of music and the joys of the opposite sex. The lyrics determined the style, length and structure of the songs even though the Captain decided to scrap the vocals and leave the songs as instrumentals. Don’t question the process, just enjoy the results.

All Songs written by Captain Three Leg. Recorded on a Fostex XR-7 multitrack the 5th and 6th of September, 2009. Overdubs recorded with Reaper v3.11 November/December, 2009. Mastered with Soundforge 4.5, December 13th, 2009.

Brian - Drums and percussion.
Andy - Guitar, bass guitar, Roland SH-101, Yamaha PSS-470, engineering.

Guest guitar solo on "Liquid Bling" by Travis Atkinson.

Artwork by Food Fortunata and Cole Hiatt.

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