Shame Gravy
from Roominations: An Unauthorized Parody by Dr. Mindflip
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Record/Vinyl + Digital AlbumDeluxe 12" album - remastered especially for vinyl. Presented in a beautiful sleeve and pressed onto premium discs with trippy-as-hell centre labels. Includes a double-sided poster insert with full lyrics, narration script, and album credits.
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Compact Disc (CD) + Digital AlbumComes with mindmelting CD body artwork, sweet cover art, and a 12-page booklet with complete lyrics and narration script.
Includes unlimited streaming of Roominations: An Unauthorized Parody via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.ships out within 3 daysedition of 200Purchasable with gift card€12 EUR or more
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Record/Vinyl + Digital AlbumThe complete, limited goodie box featuring: Roominations 12" LP and CD editions, tarot t-shirt, button badge, card & sticker pack
Includes unlimited streaming of Roominations: An Unauthorized Parody via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.ships out within 3 daysedition of 50Purchasable with gift card€50 EUR or more
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lyrics
Fleeing the manic speculations of the crowd, Thomas finds himself outside on a rooftop. The sky feels unreal, the lighting strange. But he is not alone. A lone figure, dressed entirely in denim, paces back and forth, muttering to himself in sheer madness.
People are complicated but that’s scant consolation
To all the kids I beat up after school
But one was so professional he arranged a lesson
To understand just why I lose my cool
Petyr says I’m a vicious cycle of daddy issues
True, but I’ll Spirograph with this one rule
Instead of reaching for a handshake of marijuana
Say yes, I know you want to be kind not cruel
And let someone else take control for a change
Well there’s a certain chill of the spine that creeps up skyward when the phone rings
It chokes the nerves behind my eyes
They lock up, monochrome, glistening
Tiny redemptions stubbed-out
Please don’t mention burned out birthday candles and engagement rings
Because I’m all but snapping
Telltale hearts are tapping Morse for heinous things
And while you stare at the ceiling I can’t help the feeling
That you are pot roast
This stuffing means nothing
Screw your friend’s ghost
Well the shades don’t hide and the blade don’t glide away these guilty stings
I’m sweating day and night that you just might call and say those filthy things
We did on couches, stairs, the clothes my best friends wears
Monday to Friday, while he brings home all the bacon to you
While you’re making love to the worst part of me
Cos you strip off my clothing and all my self-loathing temporarily
You are pot roast
This stuffing means nothing
Screw your friend’s ghost
If Petyr had an inkling of just what I’ve been thinking
How would he deal with all the load I bear?
Cos who can therapize the therapist realising
That he’s responsible for my affair?
Perhaps I should dig him a hole just in case
People are complicated but that’s scant consolation
To all the kids I beat up after school
But one was so professional he arranged a lesson
To understand just why I lose my cool
Petyr says I’m a vicious cycle of daddy issues
True, but I’ll Spirograph with this one rule
Instead of reaching for a handshake of marijuana
Say yes, I know you want to be kind not cruel
And let someone else take control for a change
Well there’s a certain chill of the spine that creeps up skyward when the phone rings
It chokes the nerves behind my eyes
They lock up, monochrome, glistening
Tiny redemptions stubbed-out
Please don’t mention burned out birthday candles and engagement rings
Because I’m all but snapping
Telltale hearts are tapping Morse for heinous things
And while you stare at the ceiling I can’t help the feeling
That you are pot roast
This stuffing means nothing
Screw your friend’s ghost
Well the shades don’t hide and the blade don’t glide away these guilty stings
I’m sweating day and night that you just might call and say those filthy things
We did on couches, stairs, the clothes my best friends wears
Monday to Friday, while he brings home all the bacon to you
While you’re making love to the worst part of me
Cos you strip off my clothing and all my self-loathing temporarily
You are pot roast
This stuffing means nothing
Screw your friend’s ghost
If Petyr had an inkling of just what I’ve been thinking
How would he deal with all the load I bear?
Cos who can therapize the therapist realising
That he’s responsible for my affair?
Perhaps I should dig him a hole just in case
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from Roominations: An Unauthorized Parody,
released February 14, 2018
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