Teeth

by Sugarpulp

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released February 22, 2019

Written and Produced by Sugarpulp

Deb Chesterman - Keys, Vocals
Sam Allyn - Guitar, Synth, Programming
Patrick Riley - Drums
Patrick Foley - Bass

Recoreded and Mastered by Mike Hagler

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Track Name: Purge
What you think is the end of the world
Is just another terd
Spit into your mouth
When you feel the boat start to stray
It’s just the water’s sway
The pull of the tide

Baby, don’t cry

What you think is the end of the world
Is just another terd
Spit into your mouth
When you feel the boat start to stray
It’s just the water’s sway
The pull of the tide

Baby, don’t you
Start to Chew

I always turn anthills into mountains
I always turn puddles into the sea
I always turn anthills into mountains
I always turn puddles into the sea

If you feel a lump in your smile
Keep those chompers clean
Hold it for a while
If you feel the urge to bite down
It’s easier to purge
Than, baby, floss it out

I always turn anthills into mountains
I always turn puddles into the sea
I always turn anthills into mountains
I always turn puddles into the sea
Track Name: Open yr Mouth
Poised pictures shown to incite fear
Control the people with despair
Feeding on Money, Money, Money
Where can we turn, where can we turn

Hiding like cowards in disguise
Campaigning church and family life
Back-dealing Money, Money, Money
Who can we trust, who can we trust

Our money
Your bank account
Our money
Your proposition

Talking in Russian, tweeting lies
These guys are my buddies, thieves and spies
Thicker than honey, honey, honey,
ITMFA, ITMFA

Our money
Your bank account
Our money
Your proposition

And like ashes from the fire
We’re gonna get into your eye
And like ashes from the fire
We’re gonna get into your eye
When you taste us in your mouth
Know that we’ve noticed your impotence

Open your mouth, open your mouth
Track Name: Machete
Mary Lou ate Suzi for breakfast
She’s had trouble keeping friends ever since
She says darling I could never eat you
But the bitch really had it coming

Tasted like bad perfume and cheap lipstick
Kinda chewy like her recent divorce
Take it from one female to another
Pretty girls never make the main course

Two big bites from her giant tits
Two little nibbles from her tiny hips
Two big bites from her giant tits
Two little nibbles

Little Freddy gave his puppy a makeover
He snipped his ears and he cut off his nose
Says it’s all for the sake of an artist
And cries at night cause his hamster is gone

Little pill makes a quiet puppy
Oiled chainsaw makes an easy cut
Little pill makes a quiet puppy
One easy cut

No one came to your party
You ate cake by yourself
Lost your shit at the party
Had to hate by yourself

I stole your boy and kissed your brother
You drove my car into a ravine
There’s no one left sittin in the bleachers
The audience is down to you and me

Two little girls walking in stilettos
Two little girls with a machete each
Two little girls walking in stilettos
Two little girls
Track Name: Archetype
I guess it’s a little more linear
Then I’d like to admit
The same melody, the same melody
The same melody
I thought it was
A little bit crazy
A little bit
Queer and crass
Like somebody who smoked too much grass
Queer and crass
Like somebody, like somebody

Watching her climb up that ladder
How’d she get in?
Someone thought she was
Pretty and thin
Work through
The voices and whispers
Telling her to quit, Telling her to quit
Telling her to quit

Be cute and sweet
Soft-spoken and oh, so meek
Be cute and sweet
Soft-spoken yeah, please be soft-spoken

I will use the same theme if I want to
James Bond was a killer like me
Said I will use the same theme if I want to
Bet I could bag the same kitties as he

Why should we doubt ourselves before we
Give ourselves a try
Why should we doubt ourselves before we
Try, try, try,
Track Name: I Am The Mountain
I can’t hold you together
I can’t fix what you say
Tell me honey is sweeter
It’ll take you further than rage
You throw salt in my wounds
Kick me when I turn myself in
Tell me how to follow the rules
Cause I can’t keep step in these chains

I am the mountain calling
Come taste the mountain’s water
Entreat inside its shelter
I am the mountain’s daughter

Told me “thank you for comin’
Oh my, a surprising display
I don’t usually care for the like
Little dames that sing but can’t play”
Should I strum on rhythm guitar?
Demure a dress a dream for the day
You want an innocent gloss
Lacquered on a band you won’t pay

I am the mountain calling
Come taste the mountain’s water
Entreat inside its shelter
I am the mountain’s daughter

Rise from the hills
My eyes to the hills
Rise from the hills
My eyes to the hills
Track Name: Waiting in the Dark
Call me good, makes me feel deserving
Give me instruction, let me be your wanting
Not sure I wanna be with you
But I’m itching for your touch
And I promise not to keep you
But I’d addicted to your lust

Gonna need a recharge, baby
Can I get a little lift
Cause I’ve been waiting in the dark, waiting in the dark
Come on over and destroy me
Break me down piece by piece
Come and wake me from the dark, wake me from the dark

I wanna taste the givings of your vanity
Impose your image in the mirrors around me
The nights I spend without you
Get me ready for the next
Keep me waiting til I’m begging
Turn the lights on, I’ll undress

Gonna need a recharge, baby
Can I get a little lift
Cause I’ve been waiting in the dark, waiting in the dark
Come on over and destroy me
Break me down piece by piece
Come and wake me from the dark, wake me from the dark

Primeval motivation
Acting on instinct
Rhythm looping in my brain
But what I need is a reprieve
Listening to damaged goods
To make myself remember
It’s not the feeling in your eyes
But the feel of your body’s weight upon mine

Gonna need a recharge, baby
Can I get a little lift
Cause I’ve been waiting, I’ve been waiting
Come on over and destroy me
Break me down piece by piece
Come and wake me from the dark, wake me from the dark

Come on over and destroy me
I’ve been waiting in the dark, waiting in the dark
Track Name: Stay Slow
Take one more hit before you leave
I think you’ll admit love is free
Uh, oh
I’m stoned
And feeling bold

Slip of the tongue, across fair skin
Don’t read what I write, let’s just get into it
Don’t go
Stay Slow with me

Am I prey, or am I praying
For an experience
Let’s experiment
Do we connect, or am I just hunting
For what looks best
On my bedroom floor

You set the trap, I’ll be the bait
Pose again by the light
Let’s get ourselves a date
Here we go
Stay slow with me

Am I prey, or am I praying
For an experience
Let’s experiment
Do we connect, or am I just hunting
For what looks best
On my bedroom floor

Don’t hold your breath
I wanna hear you
Just let me hear you
Geography, photography
Come explore new worlds with me
Baby, it’s biology

Am I prey, or am I praying
For an experience
Let’s experiment
Do we connect, or am I just hunting
For what looks best
On my bedroom floor

Breathe deep for me
Look up with me
Stay slow with me now
Track Name: Whaddyagimme
Whaddyagimme?
Can you take it back?
I got two timebombs in my jacket and a duffle bag  

What’s inside of it?
Did you pack too fast?
Cause my arms are shaking and I’m weary of these genes you passed  

Whaddyagimme?
Has it started to taint?
It was ripe and delicious til it soured underneath your reign

And what’s the point of it?
Can’t roll back time
You can change your diet, but you’ll never change your state of mind

Don’t mess with a Saint
You’ll never clear your name
Just give her a waive
Take that piss to your grave  

What did you give me?
Can you take it back?
I got two timebombs in my jacket and a duffle bag  

What’s inside of it?
Did you pack too fast?
Cause my arms are shaking and I’m weary of these genes you passed  

What did you give me?
Has it started to taint?
It was ripe and delicious til it soured underneath your reign

And what’s the point of it?
Can’t roll back time
You can change your diet, but you’ll never change your state of mind

Don’t mess with a saint
You’ll never clear your name
Just give her a waive
Take that piss to your grave

(repeat)

Keep that smile
Keep that smile
Bite your lip
Protect the lie, just deny

I got two timebombs in my jacket and a duffle bag

Don’t mess with a saint
You’ll never clear your name
Just give her a waive
Take that piss to your grave

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