Butthole

by Butthole

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released November 11, 2016

Helen Gilley: vox, guitar, bass on sheboop
Ellen Pelerossi: vox, guitar
Nora Nalepka: vox
Adam Reid: keys, bgvs
Austin Hans Seegers: drums, bgvs
Marc Giguere: bass (except on sheboop)

Produced by Helen Gilley & Ben Weber
Engineered & mastered by Ben Weber

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Track Name: Chillin' in the Brown
The hole you've dug is
far too deep.
Now you're wide-eyed
asleep
in a Manchester heap.

Numb feelings in your legs,
now they're in your head.
In a Manchester town:
chillin' in the brown.

You don't know how to do
or how to feel
or how to think.

You're in your cozy hell
under the spell
of Satan's drink!
Track Name: I Went to High School and Graduated
High school sucks.
I hate your guts
for no reason
in particular.

Maybe it's because
I'm insecure.
I try to ruin your life,
so I feel better about mine.

I get drunk
off my parents' alcohol.
I roll my eyes
way too much.

Junior year,
I fucked your crush
because I'm just
a bitch,
whore,
slut.

Bitch! Whore! Slut!
Bitch! Whore! Slut!
Bitch! Whore! Slut!
Bitch! WHORE! SLUT!
Track Name: 90s Sad Boy
I think about it
all the time:
when you first
touched me.

Your hands were cold.
You had a blank stare.
How was I to know
I could be too much,
too much to bare?

What do you see when you look at me?
I wanna be your one and only.
But, I know we're gonna see this through,
just waiting for you to come to.

Sometimes I think
of what I've left behind:
how it's oh so, oh so, oh so, oh so undefined.

If we ever find
we've become too kind,
you take care of yours,
and I'll take care of mine.

I wanna give you all 3 of me.
Why should I talk when you can't fucking hear me?
But, I know we're gonna see this through.
I'm waiting for you to come to.

His eyes upon your face,
his hand upon your hand,
his lips caress your skin:
it's more than I can stand.

I wanna give you all 3 of me.
Why should I talk if you can't fucking hear me?
But, I know we're gonna see this through.
I'm waiting for you to come to.
Track Name: When Will You Come
I sit around in my lingerie
waiting on you
while you get high,
playing video games.

I sit around in my lingerie
waiting on you.
You're watching anime.
I'll get started without you.

When will you come?

Drink me to sleep.
I wish you would touch my boobs.

Kiss my neck.
Bite my ear.
Touch my upper inner thigh.
Make me pulsate.

When will you come?

Touch me up and down,
up and up and down,
softly up and down,
up and down.
Track Name: Take Care
Stand beside it.
We can't hide
the way it makes us glow.
It's no good unless it grows.
Feel this burning love of mine.

Deep inside
the ever-spinning,
tell me does it feel.
It's no good unless it's real.
Hillsides burning,
wild-eyed turning,
'til we're running from it.

I'd take care of you
if you'd ask me to
in a year or two.

You say,
swimming in the lake,
we'll come across a snake.
It is real and then it's fake.
Feel its heartbeat;
feel what you heat:
far, so fast
it feels too late.

I'd take care of you
if you'd ask me to
in a year or two.
Track Name: Proud of You
I'm glad you used me for your first time.
I'm glad you lied to me a thousand times.
I'm glad that you could never make up your mind.
You're an asshole!

I'm proud of you.

You don't appreciate my affection.
You don't appreciate anything at all.
But what you might appreciate would be ¿¿¿¿¿¿

I'm proud of you.

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I'm proud of you.
Track Name: She Boop Sheboo-Thang
And all you know
is what I'm willing to show you.
What hides behind these baby blues
is giving me the shakes.

We're at it again
'cause all the waiting's a test
to find who comes out last,
but I'm not losing to you.

She said, she said,
I wanna be your
sheboop sheboo-thang
I want to be yours.

No, don't tell me she's here
'cause you know I can't stand to hear it.
In any other instance, I'm fearless,
but my heart's not fuckin' around.

She said, she said,
I wanna be your
sheboop sheboo-thang
I want to be yours.

However frightening,
this might be
the start of
something.

I wanna be your
sheboop sheboo-thang.
I wanna be your
sheboop sheboo-thang.
Come on, come on now.
I wanna be yours.
I want to be yours.
Track Name: Be Happy
Be happy.
Let the sun shine out of your ass
once in a while.
Would you do it
if you knew it'd make me smile?

Won't you
show me them pearly whites?
The only ever time
they see the light
is when you're stuffin' your mouth,
which is all the time.

You know I wouldn't like
if your life was on the line.
In time, the tides'll turn
even if just breathing hurts.

You always think about
the worst things to say,
and you just wanna be mad
anyway.

And so, my heart moves on.

Be happy.
Stop talkin' shit.
It gets old.
Your mouth is not a butthole.

You always think about
the worst things to say,
and you just wanna be mad
anyway.