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henlo
00:37
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You're gonna hear a little bit of... and a little bit of... and a little bit of... and a little bit of...
and a whole lot of my voice
I must admit that I'm nervous of what you might say...
but it's for me and I like to play!
So I'll sing it for you loud
As I record in my town
Hoping to just get out
So stop by and say henlo
We'll turn this into a show
'Long as you don't call me "bro," bro, bruh
With those arms you gotta throw, throw 'em up
Remember to say henlo!
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2. |
Song to Me
02:29
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Hey, pop lover singer
You’ve been saying forever forever,
But can you keep it up there?
I think you’ve sung yourself in a loop
And you don’t know what to do.
When you got a catchy track
You play it, play it, play it back.
I’d say it is just a snack.
If it were to fill up you
Why do we have quite a few?
I don’t need a scene, I need a story.
Yeah this may sound mean, for I am thorny.
Where do you get that sheen in purgatory?
You sound insanely clean, but wholly boring.
Yet you flash that smile, and drop that wink.
Not a whole lot but it stops to make me think.
What’s a song to me?
What’s a song to me?
What’s a song to me?
song to me…
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3. |
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Once again I’m in front of the looking glass
Reenacting faces I made walking past
Denizens. wondering “was I too
Feminine?”
Not just a gender thing for I am a tourist
Traveling until I hear the chorus
Sing. Praise me as their
King/Queen
imma try out all the ice cream flavors this summer, alright?
imma count up all the places I sneak in as a newcomer at night, highlights
imma shock the bartender, say, “I trust you, so gimme what ya got dude”
“do you want ice?” oh, just roll the dice!
imma try out all the ice cream flavors this summer, alright?
Top of the morning to ya, but I am a bottom
That’s a good line and I could say I got ‘em
good. but I don’t know if I
should…
Why escape a binary to just join another one?
Sex is on a bit string, so let’s see if it’s strung
taut… and untie all its
knots
Seeing what’s out there that suits my taste
Here I go, yeah
Off the road, yeah
Try Out All the Ice Cream Flavors
Try Out All the Ice Cream Flavors
I’m seeing me just being me!
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4. |
Soft-Blocked My Creator
02:15
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5. |
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He said "there is too much forest"
to take my good vessel forwards.
"Here's the blade, would you go cut it?"
I go to but spirits plummet...
I am not gonna-
I DON'T WANNA. NOT GONNA. (x4)
Thanks, but I'm the Captain here.
I DON'T WANNA. NOT GONNA. (x4)
Thanks, but I'm the Captain here.
ʰᵉ ʰᵃᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᶦᶜᵏᵉᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ʷᵉ ʷᵉʳᵉ ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ.
ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ᶦᵗ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ, ˢᵒ ᴵ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʰᵉ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ˢᵗᵉᵉʳ
ᵗʰᵉ ᵇˡᵃᵈᵉ ʰᵉ ʰᵃⁿᵈᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵃ ˢⁿᵉᵉʳ
ᶦ'ᵐ ʰᵒˡᵈᶦⁿᵍ ᶦᵗ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ ᶦⁿ ᶠʳᵒⁿᵗ ᵒᶠ ʰᶦˢ ᵐᶦʳʳᵒʳ
F*** I'M STARTING TO HATE THE DICHOTOMY OF MEN
I TAKE KINDNESS FOR GRANTED SO I'M TAKING S*** AGAIN
FUTURE ME LEAPS THRU AND QUICKLY GRABS ME BY THE HAND
I'M WALKING BACK THE WAY I CAME TO STICK IT TO THE MAN
CUZ I AM NOT GONNA-
I DON'T WANNA. NOT GONNA. (x4)
Thanks, but I'm the Captain here.
I DON'T WANNA. NOT GONNA. (x4)
Thanks, but I'm the Captain
Not really f****** with watcha got me trapped in
Wish I had some practice so I could deal with your s***** malice
But, it's not just you tho
Dealing with dudes degrading me, oh
Years will pass till I can
Put my foot down cuz I'm the captain...
ᶦ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ. ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ. ⁽ˣ⁴⁾
ᵗʰᵃⁿᵏˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ᶦᵐ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵖᵗᵃᶦⁿ ʰᵉʳᵉ
I DON'T WANNA. NOT GONNA. (x4)
Thanks, but I'm the Captain here.
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6. |
METAL GENITAL
03:04
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I cut it off and replaced it with shrapnel
It was soft, now im solid when I straddle
Look and cough, turn around I got the paddle
lubricant gun oil with that I’m dabblin
it’s a metal big genital
think medical, doc credible,
not ethical, not flexible,
not preferable, not sensual
big vegetable, not edible,
no testicle, not acceptable
it’s better than nothing
i’ve had long nights without a rubbing
anyone would be this fussing
with no sucking or touching on your thing
but I got the Magic Mike
can hop to it when libido strikes
screwed this on and got real psyched
but i mean now when I fuck it be sounding like
back in an alley
in silicon valley
feelin mad valiant
surgeon’s talented
moonlight sparkling on his Allen
Wrench and the saw and the oil gallon
Coitus thwarted
but no more
Twist and torque
Don’t cut it short
I’ll be a good sport
When I go out to court
Cuz it’s purport
is to find consort
IT’S A METAL BIG GENITAL
THINK MEDICAL, DOC CREDIBLE,
NOT ETHICAL, NOT FLEXIBLE,
NOT PREFERABLE, NOT SENSUAL
BIG VEGETABLE, NOT EDIBLE,
NO TESTICLE NOT ACCEPTABLE
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7. |
Gentleman Caller(s)
02:52
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Hey Phill!
“It’s Jack...”
That’s what I meant, don’t attack!
How’s the car?
“Don’t have one...”
*cough* that was meant for Tushar!
Want to date?
“We did...”
Guess I’m thinking of Sid...
I gotta go!
“But why?”
Cuz I’m meeting with Joe!
Gotta pick up cuz it’s my gentlemen caller
And yeah, I think he’s baller
Forgot his name! That’s awkward…
I think he needs a collar.
(do ba do ba do ba do ba do wah wah wah)
Hey Sam…
“Hello!”
I’m sorry, you have to go!
Yo Todd
“what’s up dude”
You’re just pretty odd.
Oh Max…
“Why the frown?”
Please don’t follow me around!
Let’s end this fling!
“aw man…”
You are simply boring
Gotta pick up cuz it’s my gentlemen caller
*Oh damn I think he’s fine!*
And yeah, I think he’s baller
*But should I make him mine?*
Forgot his name! That’s awkward…
*He is one in many!*
I think he needs a collar.
*But he could be any*
(do ba do ba do ba do ba do wah wah wah)
Alone, I guess this is how I cope.
But why must I be valued by guys
too many eyes, white lies, and futile tries
Please pick up cuz I’m your gentlemen caller
*But who are you to me?*
Don’t you think I’m baller?
*if jacked, maybe*
Forgot my name, how awkward…
*it’s not in my phone book*
That’s why I wear this collar.
*… please don’t give me that look*
(do ba do ba do ba do ba do wah wah wah)
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8. |
the first night
02:51
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I hear the cartilage in our noses crunch
Eyes are closed, hair is bunched
Got your scent 100%
I’ll frequent this memory present.
Gotta stop . . . before we’re on top
Of each other till the morn
Your bodys warm . . . like sunrise
I regret taking my eyes off your eyes
the first night (yeah we might)
I heard the cartilage in our noses crunch
Our eyes were closed, our hair was bunched
Still got your scent, but 80%
It fades and there’s no supplement
Don’t wanna stop . . . Until we’re on top
Of each other till the morn
Your bodys warm . . . like sunrise
Let’s stay here till it lights the sky
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9. |
the last night
02:56
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using you for practice
for a good time
for war(mth)
for some green
Someone worse to compare myself to.
Someone old to make me feel new.
Someone dumb to play along with when ignoring consequences.
I dance on the fences ‘round our tiny box containing the confines that we work in.
Satisficing.
I need to remove you from my panoramic view
So, bye.
Goodbye to you.
Sayonara.
Goodbye.
thanks, but I'm the captain
not really messin' with watcha got me trapped in
wish I had some practice
so I could deal with your cruddy malice
but, it's not just you tho,
dealin' with dudes degrading me,
oh years will pass till I can
put a foot down cuz I'm the captain
I’m gonna cuff you one last time,
the last night.
Delete my nudes from your phone
While you sleep.
I don’t feel safe in your arms
any longer.
I’m being hella fake and I hate it,
my mistake.
Take the beer/fear out of your mouth
and take 95 south.
I wanna vomit, once again.
Keep the ~ fleeting moments ~ USB.
It'll teach more to you than me.
I tell myself go,
I tell myself no, (go)
I tell myself go, (go)
there I go! (go)
na na na the last night na na na
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Braz_OS Hartford, Connecticut
singer & song-producer
Director of DESKPOP, former general manager at WFCS 107.7 FM
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