1. |
Dress Code
01:52
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Headlights on or headlights off?
Will I pass the fingertip test?
Is my belly hanging out?
Did I flash a strap?
Two three four
So what?
Don't give a fuck!
Let it out
Or cover up
My fit
Is just what fits me
Don't disagree?
Then sing it with me
Keep your eyes on the road
keep your mind on your business
Tell your thoughts to stay pure
You can be the boss of you
And what I wear can't be blamed for your actions
You're your own distraction
Cover up at the beach?
Or let the sun shine on my peach?
I pick my fit out every day
And no one else can have a say
Two three four
So what?
Don't give a fuck!
Let it out
or cover up
My fit
Is just what fits me
Don't disagree?
Then sing it with me
Keep your eyes on the road
Keep your mind on your business
Tell your thoughts to stay pure
You can be the boss of you
And what I wear can't be blamed for your actions
You're your own distraction
Too short (too short!)
Too long (too long!)
Too prissy (too prissy!)
Too slutty (too slutty!)
Too trashy (too trashy!)
Too classy (too classy!)
Too titty (too titty!)
Too assy (too assy!)
You can be the boss of you
And you can pick out your fit too
Even if you're looking fine
I promise to control my mind
So what?
Don't give a fuck!
Let it out
Or cover up
My fit
Is just what fits me
Don't disagree?
Then sing it with me!
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2. |
Mind Magic
02:15
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Acrobatic mind magic
Manipulates all of my ideas
Hey! You don’t get to tell me how to feel
Satisfacion, chain reaction
Trying to give but you just want to steal
Hey! You don’t get to tell me what is real
You don’t get to tell me what is real
You don’t get to tell me what to feel
What’s in my mind is for me to find
You don’t get to tell me what is real
Freak me out until I shout
Then pull me in just when I start to tear
Hey! You don’t get to tell me what to fear
Crack an egg onto my head
You offer me a really raw deal
Hey! You don’t get to tell me what is real
You don’t get to tell me what is real
You don’t get to tell me what to feel
What’s in my mind is for me to find
You don’t get to tell me what is real
Well, you may think you’ve broken me but I am still intact
In my feelings, in my power, starting to fight back
This little shell I’m hiding in has got a little crack
And when I’m finally free
When I finally hatch
It’s me-s all the way down
Egg shells, all over the ground
It’s me-s all the way down
Egg shells, all over the ground
What’s in my mind is for me to find
You don’t get to tell me real
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3. |
Splinter
02:39
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I’ve got a splinter and it won’t come out
I’ve got patience but it won’t come out
Tweeze me, squeeze me
I’m bloody, now I’m queasy
I’ve got a splinter and it looks like you
I’ve got a splinter and it looks like you
Leave me, relieve me
I don’t need you and you don’t need me
I’ll move on
Go to work and see my friends
Won’t be long
Won’t even know that it’s the end
I won’t hurt anymore
I’ll look down and just notice it’s gone
Oh I’ll move on
I’ve got a scar and it looks so good
I’ve got a lesson and it feels so good
The real me has healed me
Life’s been a breeze since I have freed me
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4. |
Hot Garbage
03:04
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Sunshine
flowers
A day without showers
sundress
walkin
thinkin not talkin
suddenly a voice from across the street
says “Hey, you're the kinda girl i'd like to meet
hey baby hey, won't you give me that smile”
Well now I'm feeling hot just like a pile of
Hot garbage
Hot hot garbage
Hot garbage
Hot garbage
suddenly a voice from across the street
says “Hey, you're the kinda girl i'd like to meet
hey baby hey, won't you give me that smile”
Hot garbage
glarin
starin
is it what I'm wearin
closer
no sir
I'd just better go sir
“hey baby hey why you gotta go
I'm so hot and I won't take no.
Hey baby hey won't you give me that smile”
Yeah now I think you're hot
just like a pile
of hot garbage
hot hot garbage
hot garbage
hot garbage
“hey baby hey why you gotta go
I'm so hot and I won't take no.
Hey baby hey won't you give me that smile”
Hot garbage
Heart starts
dropping
This guy isn't stopping
Mace him
tase him
I think that will phase him
hey buddy hey I don't like your style
think about it for a little while
hey man hey won't you give me that smile
and leave him lying on a steaming pile
of hot garbage
hot garbage
hot garbage
hot garbage
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5. |
Addicted
02:06
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I was addicted to fitting
Trying not to live in sin
Pretending to know all the rules
How to fit in and be cool
But I’m sick of this vapid echo
These apps need a disclaimer
It’d say I’m here to take your soul
And you’ll give it to me whole
Dear child, scroll deep,
You look like a sheep
I’ll lull you to sleep
Into your mind I will creep
Not me (not me)
Not me (not me)
I’m more than just one entity
Not me (not me)
Not me (not me)
I’m here for my identity so
You can take you blessed life, I’ll pass
Take those filters and shove ‘em up your ass
I’m standing up for me this time
And hey! That’s not a crime
I’m no one's look-alike doll
Laugh at me and you’ll fall
I’m having a fuckin ball
So render my likeness warts and all
It’s me (it’s me)
It’s me (it’s me)
I’m more than just one entity cus
It’s me (it’s me)
It’s me (it’s me)
I’m here for my identity
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6. |
Bar Fight
03:38
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(spoken intro)
I wanna
I kinda wanna be in a barfight
I wanna
I kinda wanna be in a barfight
I wanna
I kinda wanna be in a barfight
I wanna
I kinda wanna be in a barfight
When I see somebody harassing my buddies
I'd hit them on the head with an empty bottle
I wanna
I kinda wanna be in a barfight
I wanna
I kinda wanna be in a barfight
I wanna
I wanna start a revolution
I wanna
I wanna start a revolution
I wanna
I wanna start a revolution
I wanna
I wanna start a revolution
We tried asking nicely and shit stayed the same
I guess we have to fight to make a change
I wanna
I wanna start a revolution
I wanna
I wanna start a revolution
I wanna put my body on the line
To defend what's yours and protect what's mine
I wanna use my hands, my feet, my muscle
To fight, brawl, battle, skirmish, clash, or tussle
I wanna
I kinda wanna punch a fascist
I wanna
I kinda wanna punch a fascist
I wanna
I kinda wanna punch a fascist
I wanna
I kinda wanna punch a fascist
I can't let someone get away
With spreading lies and spewing hate
I wanna
I kinda wanna punch a fascist
(Let me at 'em!)
I wanna
I wanna start a revolution
(They wouldn't listen!)
I wanna
I kinda wanna be in a bar fight
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7. |
Entropy
03:06
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Feast your eyes on my
Pitted thighs and
Despise me because I
Won't turn away from
Inevitable decay
Gaze upon my
Burgeoning belly and
Hate what you see because I
Won't turn away from
Entropy
Why do you turn away
From the expansion
Of the flesh and
Also of the galaxy?
We're growing farther apart
We're drifting apart
The stars and our hearts
And now that it's started there's no turning back
No there's no turning back
So when you see me taking up space
Like I own the place
I see it in your face
The curl of your lip at my
Broadening hips and my
Refusal to hide them away
Why do you criticize?
You want to atomize
I want to supersize
Everything living dies
Whether or not you
Jazzercise
From the moment of birth
We're returning to earth
And I'll feed all the worms with my gathering girth
Life's too important
To stop wearing short shorts
And get disconnected from
Cyclical energy
What else would you want to be?
What do you want from me?
So when you see me taking up space
Like I own the place
I see it in your face
You're too scared to run
So your words are a gun
But I'm too big for you to erase
You think you can cheat death
But entropic heat death
Is opening spaces
In all the right places
You know that you can't win
Surrender and give in
To cyclical energy
What else would you want to be?
What do you want from me?
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8. |
Deus Ex Machina
02:11
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Deus ex machina
We need a deus ex machina
We need a deus ex machina
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on like Donkey Kong
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on like Donkey Kong
I wanna punch a fascist,
I wanna fight the power
Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on like Donkey Kong
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain like Noah's pain
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain like Noah's pain
I'm ready for the water, I'm ready for the rainbow
Let it rain, let it rain, let it rain like Noah's pain
Scientists, scientists, gonna save us from this shit
Scientists, scientists, gonna save us from this shit
I'm ready for your vaccine, I'm ready for your data
Scientists, scientists, gonna save us from this shit
Aliens, aliens, outerspace invaders
Aliens, aliens, outerspace invaders
I'm ready for your rayguns, I'm ready for your lasers
Aliens, aliens, outerspace invaders
Deus ex machina
We need a deus ex machina
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9. |
Girl Push-ups
01:15
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Let's do some
Girl pushups
Let's do some
Girl pushups
Let's do some
Girl pushups
And now we're gonna show you how it's done
Step one - put your hands upon the earth
Now push away everything you've heard
About what you should look like and what you should be
You're gonna push it away, push it away
Step two - you do you
And do whatever you want to do
And if someone tries to tell you what to do you just
Push it away, push it away
Push it away
The photoshop retouch
Push it away
Dying my gray hair
Push it away
The beach ready body
Push it away, push it away
Let's do some
Girl pushups
Let's do some
Girl pushups
Let's do some
Girl pushups
Push it away, push it away
Step three - now you're free
To be whoever you want to be
And if someone tries to tell you what to be, you just
Push it away, push it away
Push it away
Hiding in shapewear
Push it away
Working mom guilt
Push it away
Not asking somebody to dance
Push it away, push it away
Let's do some
Girl pushups
Let's do some
Girl pushups
Let's do some
Girl pushups
Push it away, push it away
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10. |
Selkie Song
02:31
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All the women are returning to the sea
Supported by salt water, finally free
Feeling equal pressure on all sides
With nothing left to do but ride the tide
They're going back
To their first home
Gracefully de-evolving
Showing their true form
They're going back
Like stories told
Eyes open under water, unbothered by the cold
They're going home
Up at daybreak
Up at dawn
Trading sirens for the alarm
Break the mirror
Slip away
Only tide knows how long they'll stay
They're going home
They're swimming down
Through rocks and weeds
Compressing and caressing, meeting all their needs
They're swimming down
Through filtered sun
Playfully acrobatic, their labor finally done
They're going home
Find the box that
Hid my skin
Slip it on and dive back in
To the water
to my home
With my sisters and daughters
Watch us go
We're going home
All the women are returning to the sea
Supported by saltwater,
Finally free
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11. |
Cramp Couch
02:25
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Crying at a pampers ad
I hate myself, I feel so bad
What the hell is wrong with me
All of me feels incomplete
Fuck (fuck). Ouch (ouch)
I’m bleeding out
Take (take) me (to)
The cramp couch
White linens, feeling risky
I’m sensitive. Don’t fucking push me
Fuck fuck! Ouch ouch!
Cramp couch!
Uterus is shedding
Got blood all on my bedding
My cup is flowing over
Don’t touch me, move over!
Fuck (fuck). Ouch (ouch)
I’m bleeding out
Take (take) me (to)
The cramp couch
White linens, feeling risky
I’m sensitive. Don’t fucking push me
Fuck fuck! Ouch ouch!
Cramp couch!
Thanks for the tea, thanks for the nurture
I’m stuck to the furniture
Thanks for the tea, thanks for the nurture
I’m stuck to the furniture
Lying the day away
Take the time to feel okay
A bag of mint milanos
These are just my monthly woes
Fuck (fuck). Ouch (ouch)
I’m bleeding out
Take (take) me (to)
The cramp couch
White linens, feeling risky
I’m sensitive. Don’t fucking push me
Fuck fuck! Ouch ouch!
Cramp couch!
Cramp couch! x7
Fuck (fuck). Ouch (ouch)
I’m bleeding out
Take (take) me (to)
The cramp couch
White linens, feeling risky
I’m sensitive. Don’t fucking push me
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12. |
Deceptacon
02:44
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Who took the bomp?
Every day and night
Every day and night
I can see your disco disco dick
Is sucking my heart out of my mind
I'm outta time, I'm outta fucking time
I'm a gasoline gut with a vaseline mind, but
Wanna disco? Wanna see me disco?
Let me hear you depoliticize my rhyme
(One, two, three, four)
You got what you been asking for
You're so policy free and
Your fantasy wheels and everything you think
And everything you feel
Is alright, alright, alright, alight, alright
I take you home, now watch me get you hot
Your just a parrot when you're screaming
And your shouting
"More crackers, please! More crackers, please!"
You want what you want but you don't wanna be on your knees
Who does your, who does your hair?
Who took the Bomp from the Bompalompalomp?
Who took the Ram from the Ramalamadingdong?
Who took the Bomp from the Bompalompalomp?
Who took the Ram from the Ramalamadingdong?
How are you?
Fine, thank you
How are you?
Fine, thank you
You bought a new van the first year of your band
You're cool and I hardly wanna say "not"
Because I'm so bored that I'd be entertained
Even by a stupid fuckin' linoleum floor, linoleum floor
Your lyrics are dumb like a linoleum floor
I'll walk on it, I'll walk all over you
Walk on it, walk on it, walking one, two
Who took the Bomp from the Bompalompalomp?
Who took the Ram from the Ramalamading-dong?
Who took the Bomp from the Bompalompalomp?
Who took the Ram from the Ramalamading-dong?
See you later
See you later
See you later
See you later
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Bait Bag North Haven, Maine
Founded in 2018 by Fiona Robins, Claire Donnelly, and Courtney Naliboff, BAIT BAG has shared the stage with punk and indie
legends Deerhoof, Screaming Females, Rough Francis, and Weakened Friends, and made friends and fans from New York to Machias.
Bide your time with their four EPs while you eagerly await the release of their full-length album in July 2022 - tour dates coming soon!
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