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by Aux.78
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- recorded during a live interview and performance on The Ruben Zavala show Jan. 30, 2010.
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released 31 January 2010
N.Matta : Guitar, Vocals
The Ruben Zavala Show KHRO 1150am
Produced by Aux.78, Ruben Zavala, and Karen Moore
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- Track Name: ON SUNDAY live on KHRO 1150AM Jan 30,2010
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ON SUNDAY
I’m ready for some back stabbing tonight
a good old fashioned bar fight will get me horny
and I won’t even tip the waitress
because I go to church on Sunday to confess
because I go to church on Sunday to confess
I’m ready for some wife beating today
a good old fashioned (bitch) slap for my love
and I won’t even leave that much of a mark
because I go to church on Sunday to decompress
because I go to church on Sunday to decompress
I’m ready for some tail gating tonight
a good old fender bender to keep my lively life
and I won’t even leave a trace of my hit and run
because I go to church on Sunday to confess
because I go to church on Sunday to confess
I’m ready for some drunk driving tonight
a good nighttime college student run over
and I won’t even leave a flower on their tombstones
because I go to church on Sunday to decompress
because I go to church on Sunday to decompress
and I hope that he touches me like when I was a little boy
because I haven’t got off with my girl (bitch) in a while
and I wonder where the wine went because I didn’t drink it all
I’m ready for my kids to starve today
a good old boy drinking what would have been the beans away
and I won’t even leave a dime for their (fucking) mouths
because I go to church on Sunday to impress
because I go to church on Sunday to impress
I’m ready for some cheap trickin’ tonight
a good old fashioned herpe (fuck) shake
and I won’t even leave a tip for the lady
because I go to church on Sunday to confess (piss)
because I go to church on Sunday to confess
because I go to church on Sunday to impress
because I go to church on Sunday to decompress
words and music by Nicholas Matta / aux.78
2009.AppleLeg Music - Track Name: THE NAMELESS live on KHRO 1150AM Jan 30,2010
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THE NAMELESS
Her hair was golden, she had the scent of rose
Her eyes were piercing and her heart was pure
I would keep her forever if I knew her name
Her tiny frame was gorgeous and she had cute toes
Her eyes were engaging and her heart was true
I would hold her forever if I knew her name
Her lips were full, she had fingernails of pink
and Her eyes were blue and her heart was real
I would kiss her forever if I knew her name
Her hips were swinging, she had a little pouty lip
Her eyes were sweetness and her heart was kind
I would love her forever if I knew her name
They wonder where she is now
That beauty I couldn’t resist
I bet her family misses her
but I had her for myself
Her hair was lovely, she had the scent of me
Her eyes were scared and her heart was untouched
I would keep her forever if I knew her name
Her tiny frame was satisfying and she curled her toes
Her eyes were tragically twisted and her heart was racing
I would hold her down forever if I knew her name
Her lips were full of fear, she had me under her nails
Her eyes were stone cold and her heart was taken
I would kiss her forever if I knew her name
Her hips didn’t want me and I bit her pouty lip
Her eyes rolled back and her heart stopped
I would choke her forever if I knew her name
They wonder where she is now
In that desert I couldn’t resist
I bet her family won’t find her
because I buried her myself
words and music by Nicholas Matta / aux.78
2009.AppleLeg Music - Track Name: UNDERNEATH THE FENCE (short) live on KHRO 1150AM Jan 30,2010
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Underneath The Fence
Well it's dark in here,
crawling underneath the fence
and I'm hungry and my knees are raw…
I saved up for this,
other ways around the fence
and I’m thirsty and my back is tight..
because I hadn’t seen the light at the end of the tunnel
I left my family behind,
on the other side of the fence
and I’m sorry, but I couldn’t live like that…
because I hadn’t seen the light at the end of the tunnel
(skipped this for radio time)
I found a guy that would help me out,
underneath this fence
but now I’m scared,
but now I’m scared to death...
because I hadn’t seen the light at the end of the tunnel
because I hadn’t seen the light at the end of the tunnel
( )
and it smells like desert rain
and an odor I can’t explain
and I’m eager to start my new life
on the other side
(track fades here, these are the rest of the words)
I feel that I’m halfway,
that mark signified the fence
and I’m sweating and my hands are torn…
because I hadn’t seen the light at the end of the tunnel
I feel a pile of dead flesh and clothes,
underneath that fence
and I’m sorry they didn’t make it out alive…
well I guess they saw the light at the end of the tunnel
well I guess they saw the light at the end of the tunnel
Now I know that smell that evaded me in this tunnel underneath the fence
and I’m aware there is no way out, now
because right there I saw the light at the end of the tunnel
words by Nicholas Matta / Aux.78
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