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Trash Flavored Trash

The Blood Brothers

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The Blood Brothers - "Trash Flavored Trash" (Live in Seattle, WA @ The Black Lodge 10/29/24)

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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN

The Blood Brothers

The Blood Brothers

Künstler:in

KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT

Mark Gajadhar

Komponist:in

Johnny Whitney

Texte

Jordan Blilie

Komponist:in

Cody Votolato

Komponist:in

Morgan Henderson

Morgan Henderson

Komponist:in

PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK

John Goodmanson

John Goodmanson

Mischtechniker:in

Kip Beelman

Ingenieur:in

Brian Gardner

Mastering-Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Yeah, I spent

Twenty-two years in this zoo of broken faces

The parents, the school children

Watch me sit on this neon nest, naked

[Verse 2]

Yeah

[Verse 3]

There's a girl in a cage

Makin' love to a switchblade

There's a girl behind bars

Abandoned cars

There's a priest that shackles

Makin' bombs and outta Bibles

A piano wire vine

Men in the pines

If it won't, it won't, it won't, it won't, it won't

[Verse 4]

Yeah

Come on, come on

Take me to the pit of celebrity pregnancy

Right now

Come on if you want

Wanna wear the skin of a magazine, baby

Yeah

Come on, come on

Take me to the pit of celebrity pregnancy

Say, yeah

Come on, go on, come on

The five o'clock news is a fuckin' fantasy

[Verse 5]

I stole rice from the beggar's death bowl

In this zoo of broken faces

I told a widow that she was beautiful

When half of her smile was missing

And I've done all my addition

Gun plus gun equals bang, bang, bang

And I've done all my division

Trash into trash equals trash flavored trash

[Verse 6]

I wanna see more dirty places

(Round and round and round and round and round)

Take me to the hall of filthy faces

(Round and round and round and round and round)

[Verse 7]

There's a girl behind chicken wire

Coughin' up ghosts

There's a housewife in a cage

That vacuums all day

There's a boy in a toupee

Speakin' of resumes

And the teeth-heads with no eyes

The carousel rides

And spins round and round and round and round and round

[Verse 8]

Yeah

Come on, come on

Take me to the pit of celebrity pregnancy

Yeah

Come on, go on, come on

I wanna wear the skin of a magazine, baby

Yeah

Come on, come on

Take me to the pit of celebrity pregnancy

Yeah

Come on, go on, come on

The five o'clock news is a fuckin' fantasy

[Verse 9]

And I've played my mission

And I've paid my submission

And I've see the petition

And I've done my addition

And I've done my division

And I've done my division

And I've done my division

Trash into trash equals trash flavored trash

Written by: Cody Votolato, Johnny Whitney, Jordan Blilie, Mark Gajadhar, Morgan Henderson

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