Down The Deuce

by Fulhäst

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released June 11, 2012



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Fulhäst London, UK

lo-fi gameboy pop-punk about movies, time machines, heartbreak and stuff...I also make photo zines and things.

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Track Name: Intro
I had cold pizza for breakfast this morning
and I ate it all wrapped up in bed
watching women-in-prison movies
trying to nurse my head

Cause days of excessive drinking
had left me in quite a state
and the only way, I could face another day
was through scantily clad jungle jailbreaks

So I put on a double-bill
by the legendary Jack Hill
if Pam Grier won’t make me feel better
nothing will

So I stayed in bed the whole morning
and late into the afternoon
only leaving to get some icecream from the kitchen
or go to the bathroom

Then back to my duvet
my own fluffy cotton cell
feeling guilty being in heaven
when they’re all stuck in hell

So I went for some Bruno Mattei
and his slightly harsher ways
swapping the Philipino jungle
for concrete in the USA

Sometimes it’s nice to watch movies
that aren’t politically correct
and sometimes it’s nice to watch movies
where you know exactly what to expect

There’ll be an evil governor and horrible guards
a sadistic warden and sweaty hard labour
Torture and threats, escape attempt
And several unnecessary shower scenes

Cat fights and back stabbing, homemade knives
Food fights and drug dealing and fullscale riots
And an older inmate who used to be the shit
and now she’s pissed off, cause someone else is trying to be it
Track Name: Bin Collection
Tonight I’m going through old boxes
trying to clear myself some space
If I want to keep collecting memories
some old ones need to be erased

And I don’t know why I kept this
it doesn’t make sense
You must have made quite an impression
on me back when we were friends

I guess I could get back in touch
but would we anything to say
no I don’t think we’re missing much
by letting it just slip away

And it’s weird, but it feels wrong
even though you’ll never know
but there’s a dustbin in the back of my brain
and I guess it’s time for you to go
Track Name: Same New Story
It feels like time standing still and yet it moves so fast
can’t seem to find the thrills with potential to last
I’ve been here before and still it seems so new
It’s the same, but it’s not. It’s false but true.

All I know is I’m already older than I was yesterday
I have no idea how old I’m gonna be when tomorrow comes around
But that’s ok

And you’re climbing the horizon, lightyears away
and I’m so alive I’m probably dead
Can’t remember the future, can’t wait for the past
I think I won the race even if I came last

All I know is I’m already older than I was yesterday
I have no idea how old I’m gonna be when tomorrow comes around
But that’s ok, I don’t think I wanna find out.
Track Name: 1994
I was on holiday with my family
when I heard about Kurt Cobain
I cried my heart out in the hotel room
with a pillow pressed against my face

Then I got my mum
to drive my round the whole town
just so I could pick up copies
of every paper I could find

He was the first, but not the last
of my heroes to die
back in 1994

I saw Dumb & Dumber
in the cinema with my best friend
we laughed so hard it hurt
and never wanted it to end

Then I saw Pulp Fiction
and now I’m kinda embarrassed to say
That it changed life in ways
I didn’t understand back then

I’d never ever seen anything like it before
that was also in 1994

And it was the year
we started our first high school punk rock band
recording songs into a ghetto blaster
in our drummer’s bed room

Trying so hard to figure out
what the world was all about
writing songs about nazis and skateboards
toothpaste and climate change

How I wish I still had all those tapes
from 1994

Do you remember 1994?
I remember 1994 like it was just 18 years ago
Track Name: Riot on 42nd Street
Last night I built a time machine
I went to New York City in the 70s
I headed straight for 42nd Street
Times Square is the place to be

Down the Deuce to see what was on
'I Eat Your Flesh' before 'I Drink Your Blood'
So tempted by all the marquees
and their glowing letters calling out to me

Give me love and death and blood and sex tonight
I’m sharing popcorn with a crack whore and her pimp
and it’s alright
This is where all the misfits go to be entertained
We don’t expect you to understand

Watching Maniac with maniacs
What’s that noise coming from the back?
It doesn’t matter, it’s just part of being here
where if it’s normal it’s weird

To the Lyric with some time to kill
A Christina Lindberg double bill
Get my fix of the obscene
There are no rules here, it’s the 70s

Yeah there was a riot on 42 Street
Some prudent Republican asshole
wanted this city cleaned
No more watching trashy films
on cum-stained seats
A Disneyfied nightmare
is all that remains of our dreams