FLESH CADILLAC (BiggBoss, 2016)

by LAZER VIKING / SABREHART

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grysom The greatest thing about the record is that it's really enjoyable yet there is nothing to be surprised by. :) Favorite track: TROPHY SCARS.
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released September 3, 2016

Music by Sabrehart / Words by Lazer Viking
Produced & Mixed by Sabrehart
Co-produced by Martin Přikryl
Concept by Lazer Viking

Recorded @ Room 225, Petrohradska & Radiotron Studio, Prague
Mastered by Dan Václavek
Cover by Küchendienst

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LAZER VIKING Prague, Czech Republic

Sloppy love songs about pizza, horror movies, cigarettes, wrestling and naps.

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Track Name: EVERYTHING SPELLED WRONG
The sky is blue and I love u
But there’s one thing I forgot to do
To tell u it’s over

Cuz I’ve been craving someone new
It might just be a day or two or a year
Does it really matter

And every time I told u bae
That everything will be OK
Every time I said I’d die for u
And every time I held u tight
Said everything will be awright
Daydreamed about growing old wit chu

I guess I was lyin’
Cuz I’m an imposter
A no good fraud and a coward
With no compassion
For u

The sky is grey but it’s OK
U’ll live to see another day
Fare thee well
Now move over
Cuz u’re holding up a movin’ line
And the one behind u seems too fine
To pass up
Though I don’t even know her

Cuz I’m lookin’ for someone new
To torture for a day or two
Someone to use up and once I’m through
I’ll leave ‘em in the pouring rain
To wallow in their selfish pain
A dunce hat and a name tag that spells fool

Cuz I’m a scoundrel
A bad example
Murderer and thief
The devil incarnate
A wretch a villain a knave
Miscreant black sheep
A fallen angel
A demon a monster
Loafer and sneak
A transgressing viper
A good for nuthin’
Sonofabitch

But it’s hard to give a shit these days
We’ll dance until the music plays
To the song I wrote to get ya in the mood

It’s never ever getting any better
Yeah were never fucking ever getting back together
Track Name: TROPHY SCARS
We’re growing old and useless
Running out of tricks we’ve up our sleeves
Our trophy scars and bruised lips
Tell glorious tales of forlorn vanities

Too cruel and ruthless
The past’s been nothing but a menace to me
A lax and tired Medusa
Her head immersed in Joyce’s Ulysses

Long Live the New Flesh
As dawn turns into day then sinks to grief
We wail “Ist der ruf erst ruiniert
Dann lebt es sich ganz ungeniert“

We‘re growing old and useless
Out of stones to throw and gall to bleed
Our bold tattoos and loose lips
Mere Indian burns of who we used to be

Way too cool and clueless
The truth is nothing but a menace to me
Hollow-eyed and toothless
Sucking on its thumb for all to see
Track Name: THE Z STREET SHUFFLE
Cut open the beach
Black clad mother cries
Ship’s siren denounces tomorrow
The deafening roar
The familiar howl
Your name never sounded so hollow

The boardwalk creaks
Plastered with flyers
A pageant of milk carton sweethearts
First teeth complete
A cavalcade of smiles
Your monochrome brood with callow eyes

Those who drowned
They just never learned how to swallow
Their bodies pile
No wonder it all feels so shallow

Chain-toting tramps
In skin tight leather pants
Starved on cake and hard candy on offer
Phantom pain priests
Cue the cannibal beasts
It’s always Christmas down here

In the shopping mall
The center of it all
They’re doin’ The Z Street Shuffle
We chained the doors
And from the highest floor
We struggle to upkeep the law

Nowhere bound
At least until they drag the lake
Track Name: TURNSTILE HEARTS
Oh hey
They’re having a party downtown
I heard you’re invited
Oh yeah I’ll be there too
Will you be wearing that black dress baby
I know how you like it
You know I know you do
Yeah I’ve been doing OK for myself
Got out of the gutter
Stopped lying and cheating too
And some days I still think about you baby
Though I know it’s for the better
We didn’t see it through
But enough about me already
Tell me how’ve you been doing
You still going out with that fool
Hey you know I’m just teasing baby
But then if you said you weren’t
You know how I feel about you

Solo dancing
Steps tailored for two
To the song of our turnstile hearts
The further you push me away
The sooner I’m back

A couple of the saddest clowns
Faces painted hues of shallow
To hide our heavyweight frowns
Reaching up for the moon
To dim the lights in the room
Too bad we always come too late or too soon
As the apprehensive host
Clears his throat for a toast
The glass drops and wine spills on the ground
We’ve all come for the same thing
To ask you out for that drink
Offering dreams and a promise to turn back time

Solo dancing
Steps tailored for two
To the song of our turnstile hearts
The sooner you push me away
The further you’re back
In the queue

Solo dancing
Steps tailored for two
To the song of our turnstile hearts
The further you push me away
The sooner I’m back

And now I’m drifting I’m drifting
Just like a ship I’m on the sea
And the sky is a purple bruise
And all the seagulls keep laughing
At what we think our lives are lacking
The excuses we keep making up for feeling blue
I’ve loved and lost the same as you
Yeah I sure know what you’ve been through
And there’s no doubt in my mind about what I wanna do
So darling tell me you’ll be true
I’ll be right there beside you
Till I get bored and trade you in for someone new

Solo dancing
Steps tailored for two
To the song of our turnstile hearts
The further you push me away
The sooner you’re back
In the queue

Solo dancing
Steps tailored for two
To the song of our turnstile hearts
The sooner you push me away
The further you’re back
In the queue
Track Name: BECAUSE IT LOVES YOU
Yeah
I’m wasted
But I swear I’m not
Wasting my breath

It’s just that something
I forget what
Reminded me
Of what we had

Do you remember
Or can you teach me
How to forget

You have to
Imagine the pain
Is a loyal pet
The most loyal pet
You have ever had

Like a dog
Stretching it‘s neck
For a useless pat on the head
Or a cat
Purring in your lap


Will you remember
Or did you call out of pity
And now regret
Will you remember
Anything I said

You have to drive in your car
To the outskirts of town
And dump it by the tracks
Kill it dead
Weren’t you always good at that

And when you’re back home
Hanging your hat
Then you’ll remember
All that’s left is
Track Name: THE PIZZA RAT'S LAST SLICE
The man from the headlines struggles
With his crooked looks
Stretched to perfection he signs
Sweaty pocket books

While his trophy wife
Pulls his smile tight with all her might
Her hands will be edited out
Like questions in an answer fight

While off in the distance
Where once glimmered Eckleburg’s eyes
Thickens the smoke from a bonfire
Of all such useless body parts

Down by Tar Hudson
Their highbrow twisted to frowns
The feathered critics divide
The Pizza Rat’s last slice

They whisper that hunger
Can make a good man turn bad
Though for all we know
They all just might be lying
But psst

All we aspire to be are drones / busybodies
A platoon deployed down a vicious void in celluloid
Armed with rumors misheard we toil scanning the covers
The cut-up machine’s famous last words our cries of war

Rerelease the bible
With a chapter on wiretap scars
But no need to worry baby
You’ve got nothing to hide
Right

Let the devil out of the details
Why
No one cared to specify
And no one’s afraid of him anymore anyway
Or his puppy dog-eyed genocide

All we aspire to be are drones / busybodies
A platoon deployed down a vicious void in celluloid
Armed with rumors misheard we toil scanning the covers
The cut-up machine’s famous last words our cries of war

‘Cause all we desire to be are drones / busybodies
Lovers decoyed in a vicious vault of human fault
Armed with our precious toys we hide under the covers
The cut-up machine’s famous last words our cries of joy
Track Name: MARCH ON ECLECTIC CHILDREN
We started out from the bottom
And now we here yeah we here
Too bad it’s nowhere near the top
We talk the talk as required
But when it comes to our walk
We barely keep making the cut

Our dreams dilute with cum and soot
What to do when the whole world’s ganged up on you

We’re burdened by tomorrow
Or some past or future day
To be established au courant
Since the source of all
Our botched attempts at wee triumph
Is we set out to be this way
During yesterday’s rut

Don’t you ever get tired of putting on the latest make-up
When the morning after you’ll be just a fad by the time you wake up
And don’t you ever get a little tired of kneeling in all the right places
Gagging on hope at the end of the line your tongue sliced in half
Hissing “We just might make it“

Who cares you squeezed out all your love and affection
When the bleak result hasn’t even caused any notable friction

Dig up the graves of your heroes now
Make a throne of their bones
Convinced you’d make them so proud
Come boys and girls form a single file line
By the gloryholes dripping with tears of desire