Ghosts that whisper through speakers: B​-​sides and Rarities

by Keith Baudry

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released February 10, 2016

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Track Name: Wretched Egg
No wonder you feel like a drag (rhythm drags)
No wonder you feel like a fag (guitar wails)

How could you
behold love
what's in my soul?
(old school horror soundtrack)

No wonder you feel like a bitch
No wonder you think you are sick

How could you
behold love
What I have done! (to make this song)
Track Name: Golden
All you wanted was time
So I gave you mine
All you asked for was some
So I gave enough

Appear in liquid
Dripping golden
Monkey paw fingers pulling nerves

Out of my spine
Unraveling thread
Stereo children sweeping knives

Cut!

Not!
Love!

Pouring out of your head
Stupid melodies
Over emphasizing
Words you never say

Switch your angle
Trade your secrets
Pull your jaws apart and crawl in..

..side!

(dual guitar solo)
(fade out)
Track Name: Psychobabble
I know
everything you know

I know
everything you don't

Psycho
Psychobabble
Track Name: Breathe (prod. Vincent Villain)
Energy
Coming out of me
When you touch me
Electricity

Breathe in,
breathe out
with you, I'm out
of my mind...
so asinine

Can you feel me
in your body?
Love is sickness:
Your touch, my touch.

I'm not stealing
your only love.
But I'll be back here,
you can dream of me.

Energy
coming out of me
When you touch me
Electricity

Breathe in,
Breathe out
With you, I'm out
of my mind...
so asinine.

I'm not stealing
your only love
I'll be back here
You can dream of me

Can you feel me
in your body?
Love is sickness...
Your touch, my touch.
Track Name: Triphorse (prod. Chris Horton)
Do you like my melody, girl?
You know I wrote it just for you to hear it.
When I look into your eyes, love,
I see a face that you hide; don't fear it.

Oh no!
Forget me again.
Not love,
just a stupid sin (original)

I (die!)
Know everything about you.
I (die!)
Know everything about you.
You're tripping hard.
Your tripping horse.

Enter into my domain, love
Chain yourself to my bedroom screaming
Nothing that I do is worth it,
pick another song to sing along to...

And oh no!
Forget me again
Not love!
Just some stupid sin (original)

I (die!)
Know everything about you.
I (die!)
Know everything about you.
You're tripping hard
Your tripping horse
Track Name: Cactus (Pixies Cover)
written: Frank Black

Sitting here wishing on a scenery floor
Wishing that I had just something you wore
I'd put it on, when I'm oh, lonely
Won't you take off that dress...
and give it to me?

I miss your kissing and I miss your bed
That letter that writing doesn't mean you're not dead
So run outside in the desert heat
Make your dress all wet...
and give it to me.

I miss your soup, and I miss your bread
But the letter that you're writing doesn't mean your not dead
So spill your breakfast, and drink your wine
Just wear that dress until you die!

Sitting here wishing on a scenery floor
Wishing that I had just something you wore...
So bloody your hands on a cactus branch
Wipe it on your dress and send it to me.

(voicemail cut loop)
Track Name: Slowdown
Slow down
Slow yourself down
Give me something
Give me more

(high pitched feedback is live and EQ'd to happen relatively controllably)

Slow down
slowdown
slow
Track Name: Adore Nothing; Spit (solo jam)
(chants and moans)

Give me more
I adore you
Give me more
I adore you

I adore you
I adore you
Track Name: Adore Homonym (solo jam)
(guitar and chants)

All I ever wanted was you

Oh, you gave me more
Than I could ask for
Babygirl
All my life I've waited
Just to be the one

(Ghostly overtones in the feedback)
(if you were here live you'd be weirded out)
Track Name: You Always Hurt the Ones You Love
You always hurt the ones you love
The ones you shouldn't hurt at all
And you always take the sweetest rose
And then crush it, till the petals fall
And you always break the kindest hearts
With nothing but a hasty word you can't recall

And if I broke
your heart last night
I swear it's cause
I love you.

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