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Dead Like Me - Demos

by John Don't & the Morticians

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1.
End Scene 03:04
Verse 1 I'm a filthy river rat // and I swim with the snakes // Lake-scum mother-fuck / I hide in the barrels and the crates // I'm a scrawny stowaway // Shiver me timbers / I sail the sea at 40 fathoms deep / Yo-ho, blow the man down, down // I'm a rootin' tootin' cowboy // A simple man of the Big Sky land / I got my leather and a can of magic beans / Head full of Honky Tonk, dancin’ with th’ castanets / I'm that wiley coyote // Road runner, road run-run / I paint landscapes in funny colors / I never know when the weirds done / (Is it done?) Chorus No chorus / No chorus / No chorus / No chorus / Verse 2 I'm a tippy tea pot // Short and stout // Here are my reasons // I love to shout // What me worry / I’ma plot device / A broken record, but the skips sounds nice / An itch you scratch, once - twice - three times // I la-la-la-la like to sing a song / Follow the bouncing ball and you can sing along // I’m that tune that you like to hear / That groovy groove that's stuck up in your ear // Y’see, I’m researchin’ a role // I’ll let you know, just how it goes // I knew them, Horatio // The world’s an oyster, we are the pearls // Chorus No chorus / No chorus / There's no chorus / No chorus / Breakdown It’s a who’s who The Letter of the Snake A toon’s tomb In the water-tower tank A gravy-groove at the hardware store The screws fall through as the floor explodes Self-tapped, I’m stoned as a hot dog Outta place, always caught off guard Face to face, with the person in charge Bathroom mirror, full of fear, of myself - help Chorus No chorus / No chorus / No chorus / End scene /
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The Ballad of Razcal Ruggs Verse 1, A There ain’t no more Country songs to write / And there ain’t no more lonesome highways to ride // And there ain’t no more dosey does / There ain’t no more prim-rose-lassos / And there ain’t no more Country songs to write /// Verse 1, B All we got, is heat lightning in the night // All we got, is wrongs we gotta right // All we got is hand to hand / All we got is the best we can / And all we got is wrongs we’ve gotta right /// Verse 2, A There ain’t no more beers down by the lake // There ain’t no more truck, there ain’t no brakes /// There ain’t no more yee-haws / There ain’t no more blue ribbon hogs / There ain’t no more beers down by the lake /// Verse 2, B All we are, is killing time // All we sing is, broken rhyme // All we do is all we won’t // All we have is all we don’t // All we are, is killing time /// All we are is, Chorus 1 And there ain’t no more Country songs to write // That trail’s been blazed, raised, and digitized // So, no there ain’t no more Country songs to write // As the range goes on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on / No end in sight /// Verse 3, A There ain’t no more Country songs to write // When the reasons are a moth to a light // When the word is a broken bond / When all the Honky Tonks are all played and gone / When those hard earns, are swallowed up and dry /// Verse 3, A Truth be told, the cards are fold / Trust is a flooded road / There’s more sense in the toad’s croak, the cricket’s song in the night // It’s all the wrong’s we’ve gotta right / When we fix that broken rhyme / When we realize, perhaps than, there’ll be Country songs to write /// Chorus 2 There ain’t no more Country songs to write / That boot’s been knocked aloof / Tooth and nail, quarter to // So there ain’t no more Country songs to write / To write, to write, to write, do right, do right, do righ -
3.
Mud 04:14
Verse 1 I believe, in things unseen / I believe, in tangible dreams / I believe, it's all gonna work out, all gonna work out / I believe, in you and me / Chorus I am rage / I am joy / I am urge, urge / Urgency / I am hope / I am toil / I am buried, bury me / I am a seed / Verse 2 I've no ear for the greedy man's plight / He spits when he lies / Hides with all his might // I've no strength for the selfish kind / They'll drown you with their grip / Suffocate while safe and sound // I've no eyes for the dead cattle flies / They bang on without a pound / Contaminate 'nd surround // I'm not hip to the tar heel's tip / The mad dash for the crown / The last sip of the ichor drip // Chorus I am rage / I am joy / I am urge, urge / Urgency / I am hope / I am toil / I am buried, bury me / I am a seed / X2 Verse 3 Mud, I am mud Clay, I am clay Life, I am alive Death, I will die Belief, I believe Love, I am loved Broke, I am broken Whole, I will be whole Outro I am a memory
4.
Verse 1 A pile of water / Rust on a window / The doll’s daughter / Porcelain crescendo / The fire leaks / Fetal akimbo / A swallowed tear / Morse code in bird call / Chorus 1 I’m on my way, out / I'm on my way back, in / I want to scream and shout, so I will / Ahh, ahh, ahh-ah-ah / I don’t feel proud / I don’t like the skin I’m in / I’m under the bed / I’m not doing the best I can / (Doin' the best I can, I'm doin' the best I -) Verse 2 A straight line maze / Pull in a push / A permanent phase / Turn while standing still / Freeze molten nimbus / Alit tie-dye skeleton / The quiet loud / Forcibly lucid / Freeze molten nimbus / Chorus 2 I’m on my way, out / On my way out, back in // I wait in line / I take the advice given / Every step with intention / Every forgotten promise / Any pollution, and I’ll blow / I’ll go, fucking atomic (nuclear) Verse 3 Potato, pa-ta-toe / Do you see that thunder / The deafening mumble / That shockwave takes a second to hit / Tomato, ta-ma-toe / Autumn in April / It’s so obvious innit / There’s no sense, in senselessness / There’s no sense, in senselessness / Chorus 3 I’m on my way, out / On my way back, in / Don’t mind me, moaned / The half man, hanging from the ceiling / I’m free as can be, screamed / The lady in the mirror /

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This demo EP marks the debut of John Don't and the Morticians. These songs were recorded on a broken samsung S8 and mixed haphazardly on the free version of Garageband.

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released October 30, 2021

Lyrics, Vox & Vision - John Don't
Guitar - Rachael Guertin
Bass - Nate Clark
Organ - Andrew Lentz
Drums - Justin Johnson

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John Don't & the Morticians Saint Paul, Minnesota

John Don't and The Morticians are a garage rock band from beyond. These specters have arrived to warn and excite the living into doing just that.

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