(All words by Harmless unless otherwise noted)

A DIARY IS A LONG-WINDED SUICIDE NOTE

Less than a shadow and gray

I hold my hand out

Brick buildings crumble to piss

And they’re sinking like me

Why do I hide in this drain

To keep my face out of the rain

When my clothes are still soaked

And I don’t feel it anyway?

Why, why do I cry my eyes out all night?

Why don’t people have souls?

Why don’t they let me in the sun?

Needles don’t hurt

When that part of you is dead

Ink only runs

When the paper it touches is wet

Walking into the light

Racing angry eyes

Sweep me off my feet

And it hurts

And I finally feel….

AlaKABLAMa

Lights shine through me and the wheel is heavy

The road is shrinking and the lines converge

Lights shine through me and the wheel is heavy

The road is shrinking and the lines converge

He drives with his GPS full blast

It leaves no room for the music at all

He drives until the voice just stops

Is that a saddle on the side of the road?

He drives with his GPS full blast

It leaves no room for the music at all

He drives until the voice just stops

Is that a saddle on the side of the road?

Lights shine through me and the wheel is heavy

The road is shrinking and the lines converge

Lights shine through me and the wheel is heavy

The road is shrinking and the lines converge

Is that a bridge?

Or a tunnel of light?

Is that a bridge?

Or a funnel of flight?

I’m a sad panda, I’m a sad panda

I’m a sad panda, call me AlaKABLAMa

I’m a sad panda, I’m a sad panda

I’m a sad panda, call me AlaKABLAMa

I’m a sad panda, I’m a sad panda

I’m a sad panda, call me AlaKABLAMa

I’m a sad panda, I’m a sad panda

Parker Lewis lost the war

Run to the river

That you can’t touch

Unless you’re runnin’

Away from the cops

Run to the river

That you can’t touch

Unless you’re runnin’

Away from the cops

Quartermaster sinks with the ship

The ship sinks with a parasite

The sub has a periscope

To see the beast that swims at night

Marco!

Polo!

Marco!

Polo!

Marco!

Polo!

Marco!

Polo!

Marco!

Polo!

Marco!

Polo!

Marco!

Polo!

Marco!

Polo!

Tentacles (Marco!)

Glowing eyes (Polo!)

Tentacles (Marco!)

Glowing eyes (Polo!)

Tentacles (Marco!)

Glowing eyes (Polo!)

Tentacles (Marco!)

Glowing eyes (Polo!)

I arise a man of the slime

Philosopher drowning in time

I am an unmade bed

I am an unmade bed

The backs of cars are faces

Waiting to be smashed

I am the River Squid (I am the river bed)

I am the River Squid (I am the river bed)

I am the River Squid (I am the river bed)

I am the River Squid (I am the river bed)

I am an unmade bed

I am the river bed….

AMITYVILLE WHORE

Jodie running through the snow

Darkness following where he goes

Jodie running through the snow

Under the house is where he goes

Cuz it smells like shit

Ronald DeFeo, the bad son

Family counseling isn’t fun

Ronald DeFeo told the cops

“Once I started, I couldn’t stop”

And he loves his gun

Jodie running through the snow

Darkness following where he goes

Jodie’s running through the snow

“Never see you again, you son of a bitch!”….

AXE MURDERER

Chop off your head and I leave ya for dead

But you’re already there, so I grab your hair

And I lick your neck

Axe Murderer! (repeat)

Head in a jar in the trunk of my car

In a bowling ball bag and you always look sad

And I’m glad you’re dead

Axe Murderer! (repeat)….

AXE MURDERER TOO: AXE MURDERERER

Chopped off your head, now you’re deader than dead

But you’re starting to smell, so I say “What the Hell?”

And I staple it back

Recapitate! (repeat)

Can’t take ya to the prom, I can’t take ya to mom

I can’t take ya to the store, you get stuck in the door

I’m gonna chop you up some more

Axe Murderer(er)! (repeat)….

AXE MURDER3R: LOOK WHO’S AXE MURDERIN’ NOW

Stole a puppy from the pound, there was no one around

Now I’m starting to retch cuz I taught him to fetch

And he came back with a severed head

Axe Terrier! (repeat)

I took him to the park, it was scary and dark

And he caught me by the leg and he taught me to beg

Now I’m learning to play dead

Axe Terrier! (repeat)….

AXE MURDERER : THE REVENGE

I killed that axe, yeah I shot it dead

I shot that axe in the back of the head

Now it’s dead dead dead

Axe Murderer! (repeat)

That axe had a wife, that axe had a kid

It’s more than I can handle

Cuz they want me dead

Now they’re in my head

Axe Murderer! (repeat)….

AXE MURDERER: EPISODE V: THE AXEPIRE STRIKES BACKS

Chop off my hand and you say you’re my dad

Now I’m getting real pissed, got a kiss from my sis

And I kissed her back

Axe Skywalker! (repeat)

Lightsaber for an axe, Jedi mind-chopped your ass

But I guess it’s okay, It’s all metal anyway

And now I’m Hoth for Sister

Axe Skywalker! (repeat)

BAD STREET

River City Ransom

Double Dragon, Renegade

Mighty Final Fight, Fighting Street

Streets of Rage

Night Slashers, Splatterhouse

Bad Dudes and Turtles in Time

Virtua Fighter

Joy Mech Fight

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

And the gloves are off

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

And the gloves are off

River City Ransom

Double Dragon, Renegade

Mighty Final Fight, Fighting Street

Streets of Rage

Fatal Fury Special

Art of Fighting, Shaq-Fu

Golden Axe and Primal Rage

Power Punch 2

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

And the gloves are off

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

We’re Bad Street Brawlers

And the gloves are off….

B.J JET-SKI FIGHT

Let’s take off our clothes on the beach

I’m so beautiful and outta your reach

I just met a man in the sea

Got me speakin’ in tongues on my knees

I’m left feelin’ naked and alone

I find his secret scene on a boat

We argue but we stay together, let’s go

Is this our last night forever?, I dunno I dunno I dunno I dunno

It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, ya know, ya know

It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, ya know, ya know

It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, I dunno, I dunno

It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, ya know

Water crashes and splashes all around

Engine tries to drown out every sound

None of this makes a difference to me

He pushes her one last time and she sinks

Investigated domestic dispute

Friends don’t wanna believe the truth

Found her where the caller had said

Take him away in handcuffs, she’s dead

It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, ya know, ya know

It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, I dunno, I dunno

It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, ya know, ya know

It’s a blowjob jet-ski fight, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno, I dunno

I just blow….

BLAZE BY

Bullets blaze by

But ya can’t lift your head

Stare down so scared

That ya wish ya were dead

Pulled in

By the haunt

Of your soul

Dragged

By the rags

Of you old

Pulled in

By the haunt

Of your soul

Dragged

By the rags

Of you

Bullets blaze by

But ya ain’t lookin’ up

Stare down at the ground

Until your brains erupt

Pulled in

The haunt

Of your soul

Dragged down

By the rags

Of you old

Pulled in

The haunt

Of your soul

Dragged down

By the rags

Of you old….

BOMB SHELTER

Commie red nightmare

Hide under desk

Yeah, that threat’s over

But what can happen next?

I’m not afraid

Unless you’ve got a bomb

I’ll hide away

While the heroes say “so long”

Let’s dig a hole

Dig it so deep

Ask the pool guy

For walls made outta concrete

When you’re six feet deep

I’ll be even deeper

And I won’t covered

In night crawlers and creepers

Yeah, I’m might go crazy

But at least I’ll be around

El Presidente Moleman

In a castle underground

Let’s dig a hole

Dig it so deep

Ask the pool guy

For walls made outta concrete….

BRUTALIST NATURE

I have failed my culture

Let’s drop this light charade

It’s all fake

And this simulation sucks

This culture has failed me

So why march in this parade?

It’s your take

And it’s someone else’s lies

“You have to believe in something”

Man, no I really don’t

Culture eats culture

And then it eats itself

Then it gags

And it throws itself up

I don’t know what you want from me

But get it somewhere else

You’re not real

You’re a sub-fictional account

“You have to believe in something”

Man, no I really don’t….

BURNED AT THE STAKE (written by Taylor Wills with Adam Harmless)

Muscle tissue meltdown, hair singed short

Skin bubbles thin to the beat of retort

The laughs of my enemies mute my screams….

[the rest of the lyrics are lost]

BURNING BLUE

Fire burns blue with a sickly light

Red aspirations by the end of the night

Sick bastards like to watch the show

Car becomes Hell’s prison and grows

Fire burns blue with a sickly light

Red aspirations by the end of the night

Fire shrinks sold when it knows it’s done

Dies praying to the burning sun….

CHINESE HEART

The devil is here, the devil is with us

The cat slinks around the mouse in the trap

Walk down the streets, the streets of Paris

Dead boy’s the first to go

Thunders’ heart is broke

Dee Dee is the king

Yeah they stole his songs

All of a sudden, they’re gone

And he didn’t last too long

Quietly we’re stalked, but they call it addiction

I can see you lurking in the corner of my eye

I can only run, I can only run for so long

Dead boy’s the first to go

Thunders’ heart is broke

Dee Dee is the king (the fuckin’ king)

The creature in the shadows

Waits for me silently

I am the final piece

I’m the final piece….

CLOUDED MOON (written with Kolbey Freeman)

The others never understood

You should’ve been different

Your bloodshot eyes

They see right through me

I guess it was a lie

When you said you’d never go

Well, it’s too late now

‘Cause I’ve started the show

Cry out your name

Through the grinding of teeth

That scream you make

It cuts so deep

I cry out your name

Through the grinding of teeth

That scream you make

It cuts so deep

Bones pop

My eyeballs bleed

My bones break

There ain’t nothin’ to it

I wanna die

Every night

And I kinda do

Gonna put you through it

Pentagram

In my grip

And your dress rips

These claws can’t help it

Bane blooms

The silhouette twists

I clench my fists

I don’t think you’ll make it

‘Fatuation shatters

Nothing matters

The morning after

I dunno why we fight it

Say you’re okay

And you’ll keep a secret

You swear you’ll keep it

But I know you’re lying

Ya look so good

And ya smell like blood

Gotta test your love

So you made me do it

I say I’m sorry

And I really am

But I’m more than a man

I sink my teeth in

Lunacy and wolf’s blood

A million mad shadows

I tear out my heart

And you break it

Don’t wanna believe

The sun’s soon to rise

Rip out your throat

The clouded moon dies

I cry out your name

Through the grinding of teeth

That scream you make

It cuts so deep

I cry out your name

Through the grinding of teeth

That scream you make

It cuts so deep

It cuts so deep (repeat)….

CLOUDED MOON VER. 2 DEMO

She seems to disappear and comes out when you sleep

This sick bitch waits under the floorboards

She loves the wet ground and has no regrets

She wants to make love to you covered in ants

Flash a glance

Something snapped

Destiny changed

And she collapsed

She crawls out at night and drags you to the street

She drops a dead cat (meow) at your feet

The scent of the dead, anti-perfume

The streetlamps light the clouded moon

Flash a glance

Something snaps

Destiny changed

And she collapsed….

COMING HARD

Circus fleas and Ouija voices

Scare away the cricket noises

Darkness fears outside your window

Somehow the fly eats the black widow

Somehow the fly eats the black widow

Dirty leaves crackle dry

But the jackal stares into the desert sky

Dancing fast, hear it calling

The sky’s coming hard but it isn’t falling

Somehow the fly eats the black widow

Oooh-ah,

Ooooh-oh-oh

Oooh-ah

The sky’s coming hard but it isn’t falling

Somehow the fly eats the black widow

Flowers die when I walk by

It makes me laugh and I dunno why

Ha-haha-hahaha Ha-haha

The sky’s coming hard but it isn’t falling

Somehow the fly eats the black widow

The sky’s coming hard but it isn’t falling (repeat)….

COMPLAINTS DEPARTMENT

Tour through the jungle

Photos of the sky

Photos of the back of my head

Photos of the sky

A change of perspective

A change of venue

A charge of ennui

To bring me home

Send your complaints

To my department

Maybe I’ll file them

File them with my own

Maybe I’ll keep them

I’ll keep them in a cage

And then I’ll set them free

On the side of a busy road

I’m contractually obligated

To be obligated

To take it like a champ

And to like it like I love it

I can see myself

With photos of my eyes

They seem so scared and out there

But not so much surprised

Empathy for apathy

Is the trade that I was offered

Keep me me, but only just

And then just drag me along

All my feelings are make-believe

Commercial info-entertainment

Complimentary chalk-hearted candies

For the complacent and complicit

I’ll follow the leader

But just don’t let me know

That I secretly know

What I’m doing all along

File my complaints

File ‘em where you like

Send them up to the top

And watch them rain back down

Put your straw to the puddle

And sip until the cramps go away

See the oils swirl all the colors

In the maddest marker set

Tour through the jungle

Photos of the sky

Photos of the back of my head

Photos of the sky

Tour through the jungle

Photos of the sky

Photos from the back of my head

Photos from the sky….

DANSE SURELY

Dance, Shirley, dance dance

Dance cuz the cods are having a ball

Dance mermaid, dance dance

Dance on the arm of the sailorman

Cry, Captain, cry cry

Cry like a baby in a dream

Dance, birdie, dance dance

Dance like your feet were nailed to the floor

Dance, Shirley, dance dance! (repeat)….

DATE WITH A LOADED GUN (written by Jacob Ragan with Adam Harmless)

Old Forsaken

He's a got a date with a loaded gun

He's in hiding

But he's sending up smoke. Sending up smoke

When he reveals

He will seal his fate. He’s doomed

His head comes up

And he's taking a round. Taking a round

"Wanted alive" won't save you now

I'm hunting everyone around

It's just another game to me

My reputation proceeds me

There is no one I can't find

There is no one that I cannot find

Nothing is personal

Nothing is personal

Everything is personal

Mister Listener

Lend me an ear or an arm or two

It's just business

And I'll need some proof. I'll need some proof

Shall I take them

While you're having a last smoke

As I work with

A hatchet and knife that you've supplied

"Wanted alive" won't save you now

I'm hunting everyone around

It's just another game to me

My reputation proceeds me

There is no one I can't find

There is no one that I cannot find

Nothing is personal

Nothing is personal

Everything is personal

I can see your future

With my eyes shut oh so tight

Last time you saw me was a nightmare

And you woke up in a pool

Now you see me again

And you’re lyin’ in a pool again

But you won’t be wakin’ up

And you ain’t wakin’ up

You ain't wakin' up (repeat)….

DEATH RAYS & RAZOR BLADES

Death rays and razor blades (repeat)

Her arms cross

And her wings wrap around in orange

Clouds break

And the horizon storms across

Shields crack

And the mirrors distort the face

Hearts attack

And they’re tearing down the place

Death rays and razor blades (repeat)

Earthquakes

And neon tsunami waves

Breakneck

Is a pace misplaced in space

Lightning strikes

And stars become jagged lines

Brain scans

Waking up in another time

Death rays and razor blades (repeat)….

DECEPTICREEPS

All alone, reconstructed

A robot monster quickly resurrected

If a star screams, I only leave his legs

I answer to my god, that giant floating head

I was gone, but not for long

No, I’m not Mega, I’m Galvatron

I’m not the same, not a little gun

I’m pure violence, Decepticon!

DESENSITIZED

We get turned on by the news (x4)

We’re desensitized (x2)

We get turned on by the news (x4)

We’re desensitized (x2)

We get turned on by the news (x4)

We’re desensitized (x2)

We get turned on by the news (x4)

We’re desensitized (x2)

DESTROY EVERYTHING

Capillaries stiffen

And cut through the skin

Stab at your buddies

Till there’s nothing left of them

No more friends

No more anything

You’re now the loner

Destroy everything….

DINO-RIDER

I’m a fuckin’ dino-rider

I’m gonna kick your ass

Body armor and mind control

Will bring extinction fast

It’s Jurassic parking only

And you don’t have a tag

Ride this dino like a tank

I’m never comin’ back

We’re the fuckin’ dino-riders

We’re gonna kick your ass

Body armor and mind control

Will bring extinction fast

It’s Jurassic parking only

And you don’t have a tag

Ride this dino like a tank

And we’re never comin’ back….

DISGUISE

Sick nostalgia sneaks around in the back

An image appears and the instincts attack

Some details obscured, but the others are clear

Comfort not found in a future of fear

Was it really real?

Am I buying lies

That sell myself

A past disguised

Was it really real?

Am I buying lies

That sell myself

A past disguised

Amplifications and pains minimized

Incomplete feelings of a made-up time

Friends in caricature, did they even exist?

And what about me? What about me?

Was it really real?

Am I buying lies

That sell myself

A past disguised

Was it really real?

Am I buying lies

That sell myself

A past disguised….

EASY MACHINE

Head to toe in leather

He's an easy machine

Shades to hide the novels

If ya know what I mean

Horizontal noise

For the pulp poets dance

The blind hear a sound

And it's crashing around

He can see the future

But it doesn't help

He can't see beyond

The truth of himself

Push away the stanchions

‘fore they get too close

One hand on the chain

One hand on the belt

Head to toe in leather

He's an easy machine

Shades to hide the novels

If ya know what I mean

Horizontal noise

For the pulp poets dance

The blind hear a sound

And it's crashing around

He knows he's a traveler

We told him so

He's cocky and an asshole

But he has that glow

Can't look away

Or listen all the time

He just wanders off

With his heart by his side

Head to toe in leather

He's an easy machine

Shades to hide the novels

If ya know what I mean

Horizontal noise

For the pulp poets dance

The blind hear a sound

And they’re all crashing down….

EVENING DRIVE

Gonna drive to the edge tonight

Where we can park the car

Run my fingers through your hair

Listen to the animals starve

Creatures cry until we’re flooded

And we can swim in the dark

And the crawling shadows worship us

And begin to fill our ark

They drive us around like crazy

Crashing through the trees and brush

And the animals make love to us

The gas pedal is crushed

Creatures come until they’re dying

Dying to be alive

Breathe the last screams of human beings

And of one last evening drive….

FANTASY DEFANGED

Jar, universe center

Bubble planets pop and shock and tease

No sights, no feelings, only thoughts to think

Only awake in sleep, alive in a dream

Prodded property studied unstable

Pathways change, I forget things

Distant and stranded, proper purgatory

Picked, packaged, and purchased

Nervous energy explodes

And you think

And you speak

And the room shakes

And the crowd is confused

And they stare at you

And they say stupid shit

And you second-guess yourself

And you look around

And there isn’t help

And you stutter

And you stammer

And you look down

And your shoes are dirty

And the carpet is clean

And you’re out of drink

And you pretend to sip

And you try again

And you forget how to stand

And they lose interest

Trapped in a zap shocking through the lines of copper crap

Sapped of everything that makes you “you”. Still going through

Sliding lying face-down drowned. Knocking in the walls and out the sockets

Sparked rockets crash and the audience cries and changes the channel.

Channeled through cancelled actors acting playing their parts.

Playing with their parts and you start to kick again but it’s not enough.

Killing and screaming but rolling and mumbling. Splatted flat but stumbling.

Mildly survive in a monotone montage mowing a lawn with no grass

Look up to the face behind the gray haze and stare to stab perhaps….

HE MIGHT NOT COME BACK

Concrete sins that don’t exist

I find my exit in the back

Video apparitions

Pounce at the thump of a heart attack

Castles reside in his dreams

He wakes up on the floor

They live for him and they’ll die for him

He might run out, out the front

He run out, out like water

The stream floods the falls and flattens

He might not come back, he might not come back

He might not come back, he might not come back

He might not come back, he might not come back….

THE ICE CREAM TRUCK

Kids disappeared from around the block

Parents were terrified

But it turns out that Junior

Was frozen and locked inside

The Ice Cream Truck (repeat)

Cops came around to find a body

It was hot and they wanted a snack

But never trust a guy in a paper hat

Who drives a musical white Cadillac

(Like)

The Ice Cream Truck (repeat)….

I GOTTA HEADACHE

I’ve got a headache and I can’t fix my life

The fire escape it rattles with the hows of the night

Just cut out all the bad parts with the mind of a knife

Deadly, it does its duty but it can’t heal the blind

(Can’t heal the blind)

The purple dots and the crawling designs

Magenta lights don’t watch where they fly

Drying out and the plastic it cracks

And the shadow blobs they lunge and they laugh

(They’re laughing at me)

The heat outside says I better stay inside

This cocoon is dirty, but so is my mind

Sweating out my soul as my body cries

Fly into to the sun as my body

As my body dies….

I’LL BE YOUR FAILURE

I’ll be your failure

I’ll be every mistake you’ve made

I’ll be your failure

I’ll be the story they tell to make the children behave

I’ll be your failure

So that you don’t have to be yourself

I’ll be your failure

And don’t worry, I won’t ask for help

A failure in the eyes of the lord

In the mouths of the crowd

In the loud of the sound

In a box in the ground

Don’t turn around

Don’t turn around

Don’t turn around

Don’t turn around

I’ll be you’re failure

A phoenix collapsing in ash

I’ll be your failure

A thousand miles an hour, then CRASH

I’ll be your failure

I’ll be everything you need me to be

I’ll be your failure

Paint your sins in a portrait of me

A failure in the eyes of the lord

In the mouths of the crowd

In the loud of the sound

In a box in the ground

Don’t turn around

Don’t turn around

Don’t turn around

Don’t turn around

I’ll be your failure (repeat)….

IN YOUR VEINS

Carry past forty churches

Bury him beneath his urges

Complete failure, a couple of crashes

Dancing sexy as tiny ashes

The dirt just can’t be sugar

And everything is bigger

Even too small to crush

So suck up in a (shhhh)

How can you believe

That you’re important like the wind?

I can conceive

Of a beginning without an end

The dirt just can’t be sugar

And everything is bigger

Even too small to crush

So suck up in a hush

The echo in your veins (repeat)….

JACK BAUER ON L.S.D.

I’m Jack Bauer on L.S.D. (repeat)

Crab’s in the closet on the bicycle seat

I’m throwin’ peepholes at the people I meet

Sit in kitty litter in the kitchen sink

Cuz I’m Jack Bauer on L.S.D.

I’m Jack Bauer on L.S.D. (repeat)

JERKIN’ OFF

Jerkin’ off (repeat)

You’re wastin’ my time

You’re wastin’ your breath

You’re wastin’ away

Yeah, ya bore me to death

With your jerkin’ off

Jerkin’ off (repeat)….

JIM GORDON ON P.C.P

I’m Jim Gordon on P.C.P. (repeat)

*the rest of the lyrics are lost….

JIZZY JAM (written with Kolbey Freeman)

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

YEAH

I ??

I didn’t bring the lyrics

Who needs lyrics?

I dance for tips

Monopoly money?

Hahahahaha!

There was supposed to be a band here

From Baton Rouge

So I wrote this song called

LSU ???

???

But they’re not here

TOWU is here

The Old World Underground

??? lyrics

Ha-Hahaha!

(Kolbey, why don’t you try checking your phone?

????)

????

This is the instrumental part

Oh, I love you

Instrumentals

Oh

???

Yeah, alright

Catatronic Schizophrenia (x5)

Are there any lyrics in here?

Art by Burx

On Facebook

Brian Burks at Gmail.com

Oh, what ??

This is a Tiger Helicide cover

It’s called “So In Love…”

Alright, this is a Tiger Helicide cover

It’s called “So In Love…”

Oh you’re not gonna play it

Oh, ha-hahaha

(Hahaha)

Okay I’ll sing it and you don’t have to play it

Alright, it goes like this:

I love you and you love me

And I’m getting really sick

I’m awake and you’re asleep

And I feelin’ kinda shitty

Cuz I’m in your dreams

We are one, we are one in the same

And we’re oh so involved

In suburban decay

I love you, do you love me?

Cuz you paint a pretty picture

Too bad it’s up your sleeve

So in love

I’m so in love

That’s the only Tiger Helicide song

I know the words to

No no, I got another one:

All alone, reconstructed

A robot monster quickly resurrected

If a star screams, I only leave his legs

Giant floating head

All alone, reconstructed

All alone deconstructed

I’m all alone

And I’m reconstructed

I’m all alone

Deconstructed

I’m all alone

Deconstructed

A giant floating head

I only leave his legs

All alone

In the panty sky

All alone

In the panty sky

All alone

Open every box

I’m all alone

Open my box….

JOHNNY GOT A LOAN

Johnny drove to the bank

To get himself a loan

The bank gave Johnny a loan

So he drove to the car lot

He gave them his old car

And the money from the loan

And they sold him new a car

And he drove it all the way home

Johnny got a loan (x4)….

KICKING YOUR ASS IS A GATEWAY DRUG (written with Kolbey Freeman)

Why does your face keep hitting my fist?

Your face doesn’t need to be a face anymore

Kicking your ass is a gateway drug

Kicking your ass is a gateway drug

The world is full of dirty liars

So God gave me a pair of plyers

Kicking your ass is a gateway drug

Kicking your ass is a gateway drug….

KUNG-FU DOUBLE-NOOSE

Kung-fu double-noose

Hung by your vice

Spent in the closet

But, damn, what a night

Bangkok nightlife

A Hollywood star

They found the hotel

By following the car (repeat)

Room service bellhop

With a Ginsu knife

Caught with your pants down

Fighting for your life

Bangkok nightlife

A Hollywood star

They found the hotel

By following the car (repeat)….

LITTLE LAMB

Oh, Lisa, please come back to the elevator, girl

Oh, Lisa, please come back to the elevator, girl

Oh, Lisa, please come back to the elevator, girl

Oh, Lisa, please come back to the elevator, girl

Playin’ games and you’re pushin’ every button

You’re steppin’ in and out of my life

Runnin’ from someone or lookin’ for something

Swimmin’ around in another space and time

Oh, Lisa, please come back to the elevator, girl

Oh, Lisa, please come back to the elevator, girl

Oh, Lisa, please come back to the elevator, girl

Oh, Lisa, please come back to the elevator, girl

You’re playin’ games and you’re pushin’ every button

You’re steppin’ in and out of my life

Runnin’ from someone or lookin’ for something

Swimmin’ around in another space and time

Oh, Lisa, please come back to the elevator, girl

Oh, Lisa, please come back to the elevator, girl

Oh, Lisa, please come back to the elevator, girl

Oh, Lisa, please come back to the elevator, girl

Oh, Lisa, please come back….

LOCKDOWN (written with Kolbey Freeman)

Lockdown! Lockdown!

 On your own and completely surrounded

Sixteen break and snap and pop

Nowhere to run, pinned in a riot

Ya know it’s over but ya gotta fight

Knuckles bloody, but you just don’t care

Sixteen close in to steal your air

Smile for the camera, you’re the star

Knocked out your teeth with a rusted bar

Lockdown! Lockdown! (repeat)

Grab your arms and they grab your head

They spread your legs and you wish you were dead

Ya close your eyes but ya still see clear

The sting of their sweat stir with your tears

Your screams are buried by a thousand more

They’ll remember you as a spot on the floor

You’re a piece of meat thrown into a cage

Love in the friction of your shoulder blades

Lockdown! Lockdown! (repeat)….

 LOCKDOWN VER. 2 DEMO (written with Kolbey Freeman)

Lockdown! Lockdown! (repeat)

All alone and completely surrounded

Sixteen snap and break and stomp

Check the videotape and meet the star

They knocked out his teeth with a rusted bar

Lockdown! Lockdown! (repeat)

Was it fun? Hell, it was a riot

Hundreds scream and cream just to keep him quiet

Ten minutes later and he dead on the floor

It takes eleven minutes to unlock the door

Lockdown! Lockdown! (repeat)

Lockdown (repeat)….

MARS NEEDS CAFFEINE (written with Kolbey Freeman)

I see my eyes through the rear-view mirror

Not looking at me, they won't even blink

Hands in the dew of midnight’s field

Down in the dark, the road still sings

That unpaved road

Yeah, it's winding too

There's nothing left

So I'll just leave

Yeah, my red carpet

Follows up the altar

A taste of me

For my own communion

Do you wanna get lost with me?

Do you wanna get lost with me?

Do you wanna feel abandon with me?

Mars needs caffeine

I'm a selfish creature

Mars needs caffeine

I'm a bad crystal

Mars needs caffeine

The iconic windows

Mars needs caffeine

Have since been replaced

Mars needs caffeine

I'm a selfish creature (and he doesn’t know you)

Mars needs caffeine

I'm a bad crystal (he don’t care about you)

Mars needs caffeine

The iconic windows (and he doesn’t know you)

Mars needs caffeine

Have since been replaced (he don’t care about you)

Mars needs caffeine....

MARY JO

Mary Jo, Mary Jo

Teddy say he doesn’t

Doesn’t know, doesn’t know

What happened last night

Doesn’t want, doesn’t want

To upset the family

Doesn’t want, doesn’t want

To have to tell the wife

Mary Jo….

MOTHMAN, U.S.A.

Mothman USA, Jersey Devil

They rip me off and I’m on the level

Mothman USA, Jersey Devil

They’re standing here, right beside me now

And I dunno what I dunno anymore

They just tell me to light candles

And I dunno what I dunno anymore

They just want me to swim like blood….

MY FISTS BLEED DEATH/I.E.D.

Demon Armageddon

I’m comin’ for you, boy

Die one thousand deaths

Cuz ya got me annoyed

You think you’re gonna save the world

I know you’re gonna fail

I’m gonna make a crater

I’m gonna raise some hell

My fists bleed death

And you call this a street fight?

My fists bleed death

And it makes me feel alright

My fists bleed death

And you call this a street fight?

My fists bleed death

And it makes me feel alright

My fists bleed death! (repeat)

Die one thousand deaths!

-----------------------------------

I.E.D.

Blowin’ up in front of me

Surgical hinge

Now I’ve got a backwards knee

Kickin’ myself

Now I’m talkin’ literally

Human puppet

Watch me dance without a string

I.E.D.!

MY HAND IS A CYBORG (written with Kolbey Freeman)

This first song is called

"My Hand Is A Cyborg"

My hand is a cyborg

My hand is a cyborg

My hand is a cyborg

My hand is a cyborg

Woah, My hand is a cyborg

Oh no, My hand is a cyborg

(My hand is a cyborg!)

Hahahahaha

My hand is a cyborg

His hand is a cyborg

My dad is a cyborg

My life is a cyborg

Cyborg

Cyborg

Cyborg

Cyborg

My hand is a cyborg

My hand... that guy's a cyborg

This song is called "My Hand's A Cyborg"

The next song is called "My Hand Is A Cyborg"

Watch out for ghosts

The ghosts are watching you

(Cyborg)

(Cyborg)

(Cyborg)

Watch out for ghosts

The ghosts are watching you

(Cyborg)

(Cyborg)

(Cyborg)

My hand is a cyborg

My hand is a cyborg

Woah, My hand is a cyborg

Woah, He's a cyborg

This song may had way more cuss words in it

But kids are sensitive

(??)

Hahaha

So you guys are lucky to be here tonight

Cuz this is, um, what we call

"Spontaneous noise pollution"

The only thing, ah

I think so far that's been on the beat

Has been the drum machine

The drum machine is a cyborg

My guitar is a ?? cyborg

Life is hard for a cyborg

My life is hard

His life is hard

His life is hard

My dick is life

And life is hard

??

(Cyborg!)

(Cyborg!)

(Cyborg!)

(Cyborg!)

(Cyborg!)

(Cyborg!)

(Cyborg!)

(Cyborg!)

When I die, will I be a cyborg?

When you die, will you be a cyborg?

When we die,  our hands are cyborgs

When I die, will I be a cyborg?

When Adam dies, he be a cyborg

When I die, I'll be a cyborg

My hand, my hand is a cyborg

My hand, my hand is a cyborg

Watch out for ghosts

The ghosts are watching you

Watch out for ghosts

Cuz they're watching you

Ghosts will make you into a cyborg

When I die, cuz Jesus is a cyborg

Good bye sweet dreams

Good bye sweet dreams

Good bye sweet dreams

My hand is a cyborg

Good bye sweet dreams

Good bye sweet dreams

Cyborg....

NEAREST OBLIVION

I hear knocking

Don’t knock on my door

Who gave you my number?

Don’t call me

I’m frustrated

I’m frustrated

I’m frustrated

There’s not much that I can say

That others haven’t shouted before

I extend my hand to invite you

To make your way to the nearest oblivion

Make your way to oblivion….

OPEN EVERY BOX (aka OPEN THE WINDOWS)

Open the windows

Open the doors

Open every box

I want a way in

If something should happen

Fly in and out

Taking tiny crumbs

And I’ll glow the brightest in the sky

And I’ll catch all the smaller flies

And I’ll glow the brightest in the sky

And I’ll take away the things that make you cry

Open your insides

Then tear them out

Open every box

I want to be you

If something should happen

Fly in and out

Making tinier crumbs

And I’ll glow the brightest in the sky

And I’ll catch all the smaller flies

And I’ll glow the brightest in the sky

And I’ll take away the things that make you cry

I’ll take away the things that make you cry….

PACE-KILLER

That mirror man drinks from a darker glass

Letters here, they just mean less

Too hard a task just to snatch a glance

Is that other me over there so trapped?

Why is it so calm over there?

Why can't it be like that over here?

That other me, he looks so mad

But nonetheless he’s kinda relaxed

Who threw this leash around infinity?

A tear reveals a scratch of non-existence

The light hits his table from a foreign source

The same destination but a different course

That shallow shadow, he sees me too

Sees through me with his eye to the side

We dare not touch the glass, dare not take the chance

We dare not accept that we’re the same man

Why is it so calm over there?

Why can't it be like that over here?

That other me, he looks so mad

But nonetheless he’s kinda relaxed

Lord, have mercy on where my soul used to be

Just two bastards having a drink

He doesn’t seem to be afraid anyway

We just live to wait and in our own way

The plate is full

The table’s cracked

The silver was traded

The chair has no back….

PRE-WORKOUT

Winning all the time like a vortex clock

Hell raised a helmet and they called it a rock

Roberts stacked high in the mystery machine

Elevator prince died for the scene

Pre-workout

Screamin’ at the ceilin’ is a fuckin’ rush

The future is unwritten but it’s something to crush

Television’s deep and the streamin’s so rad

It’s the best noise I ever had

Pre-workout….

THE PUNCH LINE

Tensions and frustrations fuel

Changing too much or not enough

Ego, echo, and a point of view

Disenchant the enchanted few

You’re gonna hate me

You’re gonna scatter

Just can’t relate to me

Hey what’s the matter

Conclusions confused

And illusions shattered

There is no before

Just the wrath of after

Particular mistakes and certain needs

The different vices we have to feed

Open up, I’m closing tighter

Negative aura, friend ships fail

You’re gonna hate me

You’re gonna scatter

Just can’t relate to me

Hey what’s the matter

Conclusions confused

And illusions shattered

There is no before

Just the wrath of after

Angry and alone

Patience drained

Angry and alone

Others blamed

Angry and alone

Egos bruised

Angry and alone

Victims blamed

Angry and alone (repeat)….

PUNK ROCK FANZINE

All my friends are banned

From my favorite venue to play

Another friend just died

And his funeral was today

I don’t have much of a voice

But I’ve got a lot to say

And I don’t know how to write

So I scribble anyway

Cuz I still believe in this punk rock fantasy

I still believe in my punk rock fanzine

I still believe in this punk rock fantasy

I still believe in my punk rock fanzine

Friends like Brad and Joe

Got the local media

Everyone’s an artist

Everyone’s an audience

We gotta talk to each other

We gotta speak out our minds

We gotta zig and we gotta zag

Before they put us back in line

Cuz I still believe in this punk rock fantasy

I still believe in my punk rock fanzine

I still believe in this punk rock fantasy

I still believe in my punk rock fanzine

Punk rock fanzine (repeat)….

PUNK ROCK GETAWAY (written by Jay Hyde)

LOOKIN FOR A PUNK ROCK GETAWAY

LIVE FAST, DIE PUNK'S WHAT WE USED TO SAY

SO RAISE A GLASS TO THE ONES WE LOST ON OUR WAY

IN OUR HEARTS AND OUR SOULS TILL OUR DYING DAY

WE'RE GONNA MAKE IT OURSELVES

WE WONT LET THEM TAKE IT, ALL HELL

WE GOT ALL WE NEED RIGHT HERE

SO HOP IN THAT POOL AND GRAB YOURSELF A BEER

LOOKIN FOR A PUNK ROCK GETAWAY

LIVE FAST, DIE PUNK'S WHAT WE USED TO SAY

SO RAISE A GLASS TO THE ONES WE LOST ON OUR WAY

IN OUR HEARTS AND OUR SOULS TILL OUR DYING DAY

RAISE A GLASS TO THE ONES WE LOST ON OUR WAY (REPEAT AND GO UP OCTAVE ON KEY CHANGE)

(END)LOOKING FOR OUR PUNK ROCK GETAWAY….

RIMMERWORLD

I am the image of royalty

And loyalty doesn’t exist

Hangin’ around forever and ever

And I’m just eternally bored

We all look the same in Rimmer World

We all talk the same in Rimmer World

We all think the same in Rimmer World

We all fuck the same in Rimmer World

Hell of my own making

Wearing the bonehead brand

We all look the same in Rimmer World

We all talk the same in Rimmer World

We all think the same in Rimmer World

We all fuck the same in Rimmer World

This doesn’t kill me or make me stronger

The light of body keeps me hard

Grinding my balls forever and ever

There is no honor among me

We all look the same in Rimmer World

We all talk the same in Rimmer World

We all think the same in Rimmer World

We all fuck the same in Rimmer World

Hell of my own making

Wearing the bonehead brand

We all look the same in Rimmer World

We all talk the same in Rimmer World

We all think the same in Rimmer World

We all fuck the same in Rimmer World….

RIP & TWIST

Rip and twist and rip and twist and rip and twist and rip and twist

A fish

Rip and twist and rip and twist and rip and twist and rip and twist

A fish

A fish and a chips

A fish and a chips

A fish and a chips

And a dip

Rip and twist and rip and twist and rip and twist and rip and twist

A stop….

ROCK’N’ROLL COMMANDO (written with Kolbey Freeman)

I’m a S.W.A.T. Pro asshole in Rowdy Roddy shades

Mega-buster sword mutha fuckin’ razor blades

I’m allergic to violence, I break out in blood

But that don’t stop me from doing what I love

I’m Iron Mike Tyson chewing on your ear

I’m Solid Snake Plissken coppin’ metal gear

I’m a walking Killer Instinct, you’re Mortal Kombat lite

Got my skull-faced scorpion, this ain’t your fuckin’ night!

I’m a rock ‘n’ roll commando

I’m a rock ‘n’ roll commando

And I’m goin’ rock’n’roll commando

Go!

I’m a snake-faced terrorist who always wears a mask

I always shoot first and then forget to ask

I’m Zartan with a plan spillin’ Major Bludd

I’m Slim Pickens riding on an activated scud

I’m a horny rhinoceros in camouflage pants

I’ve got a big gun and a rocksteady stance

I’m a trenchcoat Mafioso always skipping class

I’m Casey Jones with a bat beating yo ass!

I’m a rock ‘n’ roll commando

I’m a rock ‘n’ roll commando

And I’m goin’ rock’n’roll commando

Go!

I’m a rock ‘n’ roll commando

I’m a rock ‘n’ roll commando

And I’m goin’ rock’n’roll commando

Go!

I’m a major disaster and I’m always pulling rank

I’m a James Dean Lich King in a Tiger Tank

I’m a nightbreed Nightwing on a G.I. bill

I’m a Boss Hogg war pig poppin’ cyanide pills

I’m a patriotic psychotic, I learned to love the bomb

I’m take my vacations in sunny Vietnam

I’m a howlin’ air werewolf crossing the line

I’m a dog of war playin’ fetch with a landmine!

I’m a rock ‘n’ roll commando

I’m a rock ‘n’ roll commando

And I’m goin’ rock’n’roll commando

Go!....

ROMERO & JULIET

Juliet went to Pittsburg looking for a

What the hell’s in Pittsburg, anyway?

I dunno, but she met a guy

A guy with bags underneath his eyes

George A. fell head-over-heels

Forget about love, he saw a meal

Gave her flowers and he took her hand

Now she’s taking her last stand

He is a guy that she’ll never forget

Ya gotta kill the brain, shoot ‘em in the head

Blood and guts, liquid latex

Star-crossed lovers of the living dead

He is a guy that she’ll never forget

Yeah yeah Romero and Juliet

Ya gotta kill the brain, shoot ‘em in the head

Yeah yeah Romero and Juliet

Blood and guts, liquid latex

Yeah yeah Romero and Juliet

Star-crossed lovers of the living dead

Yeah yeah Romero and Juliet

George took his date to the mall

She just wasn’t impressed at all

He had urges that he couldn’t help

“Hey, Bub, keep your hands to yourself”

No room in Hell, so he walks the earth

Clean up her blood with his lucky scarf

Came to get and he got her wet

Tom Savini did the make-up effects

He is a guy that she’ll never forget

Ya gotta kill the brain, shoot ‘em in the head

Blood and guts, liquid latex

Star-crossed lovers of the living dead

He is a guy that she’ll never forget

Yeah yeah Romero and Juliet

Ya gotta kill the brain, shoot ‘em in the head

Yeah yeah Romero and Juliet

Blood and guts, liquid latex

Yeah yeah Romero and Juliet (repeat)….

SANDY CRIMSON

Sands stained runnin’ red

Cry thirsty and impatiently

File the last in the front

Hide the liquid, Hide in the wet

I found you

Secrete dry, stand and sway

Empty essence, just a phase

Last chapter, then the epilogue

Hide the liquid, I’m drownin’ on air

I found you

Sandy crimson doesn’t fade

Somethin’ goin’ nowhere goin’ fuckin’ wrong

This desert used to be a beach

There used to be some room to fuckin’ breathe

Then I found you

You….

SATURDAY NIGHT MIND CONTROL

“666 3-D movie”

Says the mayonnaise man to the congregation

Save your souls and sell t-shirts and cassettes

Educate the children of demons with Tourette’s

Spin your sin backwards

Hidden behind a masque

Tangled up the tape

I hear you screaming back….

SHE’S GOT THREE HEADS

Fatal fashionista tears off her dress

Three screaming demons pop out of her chest

Her head hits the tile, says “fuck you, you’re next”

Photographers explode when cameras refract

This is science project runaway gone wrong

This is human hatred stalking in a thong

She ate all the carcasses, she’s got the urge

She’s had her binge and now it’s time to purge

She’s got three heads

She’s got three heads

She’s got three heads

Another on the floor

She’s got three heads

She’s got three heads

She’s got three heads

Another on the floor

Scream queen Ghidorah tears through the show

She’s puking human chum in the toilet bowl

There’s only one thing that there’s left to do

Hair and make-up for her next photo shoot

She’s got three heads

She’s got three heads

She’s got three heads

Another on the floor

She’s got three heads

She’s got three heads

She’s got three heads

And she’s come back for more…

SICK TOGETHER

What can I say? You never ran away

You just said, “Baby, scare me some more”

And who could’ve guessed that you could love a mess

Who would take you to the thirteenth floor?

Now it’s night time, all the time

Let’s get sick together

Yeah it’s our time, all the time

In the gray, in the blue, whenever

Now it’s night time, all the time

Let’s get sick together

Yeah it’s our time, all the time

In the gray, in the blue, whenever

And they’ll try to say that we’re the ones who fake

Cuz they’re vanilla, normal, and bored

“There’s nothing left”, they’ll cry, dry and dead inside

While we make out on the concrete floor

Now it’s night time, all the time

Let’s get sick together

Yeah it’s our time, all the time

In the gray, in the blue, whenever

Now it’s night time, all the time

Let’s get sick together

Yeah it’s our time, all the time

In the gray, in the blue, whenever

Now it’s night time

Night time (repeat)

Now it’s night….

SO IN LOVE…

I love you

And you love me

And we’re talkin’ to each other

And we’re getting really sick

I’m awake

And you’re asleep

And I’m feelin’ kinda rotten

Cuz I know I’m not in your dreams

We are one

We are one in the same

And we’re oh so involved

In this suburban decay

I love you

Do you love me?

Cuz you paint a pretty picture

Too bad it’s up your sleeve….

SPECIES OF CONCERN (written with Kolbey Freeman)

Reflections of figures that can’t be seen

Dance in the back of caffeine dreams

Fashionable samurai paint a scene

Pose for a photo and keep it clean

He walked to the edge that wasn’t there

Saw through the trees and it fried his hair

I’ve had champagne, their tea is better

Between realities I prefer the weather

History passed surrealism by

Got no perspective just a limited life

That ghost died alone reaching for the shovel

Read his own eulogy seeing double

The cabinets are crawling, the burners stopped burning

The cabinets are crawling, the burners stopped burning

Chasing something that I can’t have

Chasing something that makes me mad

Visions of a landscape that doesn’t exist

Eyes swarm the light creating a mist

Angels and devils have placed their bets

The actors are dead, the stage is set

The curtains rise and they’ll never stop

The dome was cracked, it smashes the top

The crowd run amok with little suggestion

They have no feelings and they never did

Automaton dolls of wood and gears

Damned and programmed to mock our fear

There’s that dance again in the light

The oil lamps are dim for a second sight

Can’t take back that was never done

They’ll dance forever in that frantic run

Chasing something that they can’t have

Chasing something that drives me mad….

STANDS IN MY WAY (written with Kolbey Freeman)

Reality is what I want

Until it gets in my way

Reality is what I want

Until it gets in my way

Reality is what I want

Until it gets in my way

Destroy everything

Destroy everything

Destroy everything….

THE TASTE

Network 23

Slipping society

Television mindset

Industrial technology

The taste

Just isn’t the same

The taste

But it’s so familiar

The taste

Just isn’t the same

The taste

But it’s so familiar

The taste (repeat)

The taste

Just isn’t the same

The taste

But it’s so familiar

The taste

Just isn’t the same

The taste

But it’s so familiar

The taste

Commercial corporation

Advertising pitch

Celebrity endorsement

Subliminal itch….

THROW ME DOWN THE STAIRS

Throw me down

Throw me down

The stairs, the stairs, the stairs the stairs

Throw me down

Throw me down

The stairs

Throw me down

Throw me down

The stairs

Show me how to feel

Show me how to care

Throw me down

Throw me down

The stairs

Throw me down

Throw me down

The stairs

Throw me down

Throw me down

The stairs

I don’t give a fuck

I don’t fucking care

Throw me down

Throw me down

The stairs

Throw me down

Throw me down

The stairs

Throw me down

Throw me down

The stairs

Throw me down

And fuck me

On the stairs

Throw me down

Throw me down

The stairs, the stairs, the stairs, the stairs

Throw me down (repeat)

The stairs….

URINAL

Was this object ever any color?

This whole structure is so uneven

Everything sounds better from the roof of a urinal

Everything sounds better in your face

Your face is abstract art in my hands

Your face is abstract art

Your face is abstract art

Was this object ever any color?

Was this object ever?

Was this object ever any color?

Was this object ever?....

VICTOR HUGO JUMPED THE SHARK (aka VICTOR HUGO SAW SOMETHING)

Scaffolds dancin’ like daffodils

For drones from the hobby store

Crowds gather ‘round and sing in the sound

Of bells crashing through the floor

“This mystery beauty is something

I saw in a movie before

Wasn’t paying attention

My shoes were sticking to the floor”

Victor Hugo saw something

And it ain’t there anymore

Everyone took pictures

Sharing them online

We don’t need these memories

We can keep ‘em in a box

The box was in a building

And the building is a loss

Smoke travelled up to satellites

Their eyes watered down like rain

Drizzle the electric pinball bounce

Rollin’ glowin’ down the drain

An old man felt the faintest sense

Of something he’d known as a child

Faint painted image he barely knew

But that image struck him blind

Victor Hugo saw something

And it ain’t there anymore

Everyone took pictures

Sharing them online

We don’t need these memories

We can keep ‘em in a box

The box was in a building

And the building is a ghost

The building is a ghost….

WAITING FOR THE TRAIN (written with Jacob Ragan)

I finally got off work early for once

And that’s just perfect for my plan

Gonna catch the train at 5 o’clock

And end it all at my own hand

My mind’s made up, I thought it through

No turning back, no turning away

There’s nothing else I’d rather do

The bus isn’t good enough, I prefer a train

Waiting for the train

Bored cold tracks

Waiting for the train

Rust and rocks and trash

Waiting for the train

With his head held low

Waiting for the train

To take him away from home

Waiting for the train

Bored cold tracks

Waiting for the train

Rust and rocks and trash

Waiting for the train

With his head laid low

Waiting for the train

To take him away from home

I ran and I rambled

And I tumbled and I turned

And I screamed and I looked up

And I looked lost and looked sad….

ZODIAC KILLER

Zodiac Killer

Did he die of cancer?

Was he hit by a Ford Taurus?

Zodiac Killer

Or did Ronald Reagan’s astrologer take him out?

Zodiac Killer

Did he die of cancer?

Was he hit by a Ford Taurus?

Zodiac Killer

Or did Ronald Reagan’s astrologer take him out?

Zodiac Killer

Zodiac Killer….