SCOTDRAKULA

by ScotDrakula

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2014 debut LP

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released 13 November 2014

Matt Neumann - guitar + vocals
Dove Bailey - bass + keys + backing vocals
Evianne Camille - drums + backing vocals
Nick Hoare - sound man extraordinaire

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Track Name: O'Clock
The kids in the back, can you hear me? Well I don’t know if it’s clear.
I’m a take my hands off the wheel and let the constant other steer.
My skull is hot, my glowing bones exposed.
This time I’m a get shit straight, before I go fucking explode.

I’m a walking time bomb.
I’m sorry if I’m coming on a little strong.

Out to all of the strangers, who gonna give me that eye.
Like I crawled out the sewer but I’ll be in space a little bit later tonight.
I feel so electric, I’m gonna start a fire.
I got potential, baby, and I feel I ought to let you know I’m wired.

I’m a walking time bomb.
I’m sorry if I’m coming on a little strong.
Track Name: Kill What You Love
Is it so bad? Is it so bad?
Stealing bread so that you can get fed.
Yeah is it fine? It don’t feel right.
I’m taking bets, I’m eating money, like I’m out my goddamn mind.

Can I make good? Can I make good?
I’m sweating, shaking, like I said I would.
Move and sway. Move and sway.
I can’t remember how to dance but I’m gonna get down anyway.

Kill What You Love.

Don’t you know? Don’t you know?
Out of sight, man, good as gold.
If you’re up. If you’re blue.
They’re going to take that dance you’re doing and they’ll sell it back to you.

You oughta do it.
There’s nothing to it.
Come on, I’ll prove it.
You gotta kill, kill, kill, kill, kill,

Kill What You Love.
Track Name: Shazon
Marc and the Rayons, they’re packing ray guns.
Always keep one hand inside their jackets, got their shades on.
They file into that rusted Pinto.
Hit that gas, and haul that ass, to cities you ain’t been to.

I’m getting high in the backseat.

Jess on instruction, and not for loving.
She ain’t going sleep till twenty-eight is hustled down to nothing.
Jess’ such a soldier, it’s getting colder.
She move and stick, yeah really quick, and ain’t gonna get much older.

I’m getting high in the backseat.
Track Name: Wendigo
I was a soldier, that’s what I told her.
Laid up in the sticks, I’m getting hunger sick.
Now I’m a find ya, and I’m a teach ya.
Just what I’m made of, yeah I’m a creature.

Yeah I’m a creature.
I’m a Wendigo.

I was a soldier, that’s what I said Deb.
Laid up in the sticks, I’m eating heads there.
Now I’m a drop dead, but you a blood red.
Ain’t giving one fuck, I’m gonna get fed.

About to fed. Gotta get fed.
I’m a Wendigo.

And I don’t know what I’m gonna do.
Head on my shoulders, make a meal outta you.
Track Name: Booth At The Mall
I don’t want to die for someone else’s god.
No, I don’t want to die for someone else’s god.
I know it might strike you a little bit odd.
But I don’t want to die for someone else’s god.

I don’t want to die in the desert sand.
No, I don’t want to die in the desert sand.
Head full of junk with a gun in my hand.
No, I don’t want to die in the desert sand.

I don’t want to die for security.
No, I don’t want to die for security.
Sucking back bullets to never be free.
No, I don’t want to die for security.

I bet you really think you saw me coming.
I bet, I bet I could sell that boy something.

I don’t want to die in the desert sand.
No, I don’t want to die in the desert sand.
Track Name: Pig Eyes
I can’t help but get the feeling.
You’re about to make a killing. Make a killing.
You look like a dog about to bite.
Backed in that corner, so scared that you’re squealing, rattling and reeling,
See my hands on the ceiling, I see that look in your eye.

Look at this one, it wants me dead.

In his head, in his head.
You better bet I can see it, yeah.

I can’t help but get the feeling.
You’re about to make a killing. Make a killing.
You look like you’re looking for that fight.
Backed in that corner, so scared that you’re squealing, rattling and reeling,
See my hands on the ceiling, I see you reach for that nine.

Look at this one, it wants me dead.

In his head, in his head.
You better bet I can see it, yeah.
Track Name: I Ain't Going To Sleep
I ain’t, I ain’t going to sleep.
Every time I shut my eyes,
I’m born again, I’m re-baptised.
Like, holy shit, I can’t deny,
That I feel just like I’m gonna die.
And I ain’t, I ain’t going to sleep.

I ain’t, I ain’t tryin’ to get clean.
These pills I take, they fry my mind,
The only calm that I can find.
I’ve seen my type, I know my kind,
We only smile when we get blind.
I ain’t, I ain’t going to sleep.

I ain’t, I ain’t tryin’ to get by.
Waking up to train rides in,
Another loss took on the chin.
Like, holy shit, I can’t begin,
To describe how much I need that win.
I ain’t, I ain’t going to sleep.
Track Name: Starter Humanism
It’s on my mind. All of the time.
Now I’m fucking buzzing like a busted neon sign.
And I don’t know what, they’re trying to prove or do.
But one thing’s for sure, they’re going to do it to you.

I’d burn it down, if I thought I could light it.
Get your money where my mouth is and c’mon get excited.
They’re selling pictures of the whole thing ignited.
Imitating immolation while pretending to fight it.

We ain’t going to go hungry.
We’re gonna eat all the money.
No, we ain’t going to go hungry.
I thought you knew better than that now, honey.

It’s on the news. It’s on TV.
Got something to get you, to where it says you oughta be.
And I love this town but I’m a split tonight.
You catch me outside of my door, I ain’t putting up much of a fight, alright?

I’d burn it down if I thought I could light it.
Get your money where my mouth is and c’mon get excited.
They’re selling pictures of the whole thing ignited.
Imitating immolation while pretending to fight it.

We ain’t going to go hungry.
We’re gonna eat all the money.
No, we ain’t going to go hungry.
I thought you knew better than that now, honey.
Track Name: Idlewild
I go a thousand miles a second on the yellow head.
Arms a million favours with stars in my head.
Every inch of me is teeth now.
If you wanna get found, I’m a show you how.

Hello coyotes, goodbye brain.
Hello coyotes, I’m insane.

I go a thousand miles a second on the Idlewild.
Arms a million favours with stars in my skull.
Well I really should be home in bed.
But everyone I know back home is dead.

Hello coyotes, goodbye brain.
Hello coyotes, I’m insane.

I go a thousand miles a second on the Idlewild.
A thousand miles a second on the Idlewild.
Track Name: Break Me Up
If you’re going to break me up, make sure you do it right.
Paddle out past the safe to swim, give my body to the night.
Give my body to the night my dear, give my body to the night.
Paddle out past the safe to swim, give my body to the night.

Don’t do it now, you ain’t never gonna.
Ain’t tryin’ to bum ya out, I’m just tryin’ to warn ya.

If you’re going to shoot at me, make sure you’re shooting straight.
Don’t want to need a second one, so aim well for heaven sake.
Aim well, for heaven sake my dear, aim well for heaven sake.
Don’t want to need a second one, so make sure you’re shooting straight.

Don’t do it now, you ain’t never gonna.
Ain’t tryin’ to bum ya out, I’m just tryin’ to warn ya.

If you’re going to swing at me, make sure you’re swinging well.
‘Cause if you poke and I get back up, I’ll take this town to hell.
I’ll take this town to hell my dear, I’ll take this town to hell.
You take a swing and I get back up, I’ll take this town to hell.

Don’t do it now, you ain’t never gonna.
Ain’t tryin’ to bum ya out, I’m just tryin’ to warn ya.