Today, Satan! EP Lyric Sheet


Baited Breath

Please call and say come over when you're done with your homework, and you wanna come play
I'll try and play it cool while my heart is racing like it wants to get out

I can't wait, no, I can't hardly wait
Ooh ooh
I can't wait, no, I can't hardly wait
Ah

It's like a Friday evening with a weakest promise of chocolate ice cream
When we can get together, it's like candy confection, my favorite thing

So long
So sad
When you're gone
Oh, come back
We'll sing like this
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba

I can't wait, no, I can't hardly wait
Ooh ooh
I can't wait, no, I can't hardly wait
Ah

Psychic Red, Psychic Blue

Psychic Red and psychic blue
Possess a golden kind of hue
Gets cast down
Hits the ground
And absorbs into
Psychic grass with psychic roots
Feels way down in search of nu-
Trient rich, friends with dishes
Psychic food

All that I wonder
All that I want
All that I wander
And all that I want
Is you

Psychic well of psychic glue
Blows right by like a breeze do
It gets stuck to your feeling
Psychic cool

All that I wonder
All that I want
All that I wander
And all that I want
Is you

Psychic Red, Psychic Blue
Psychic Red, Psychic Blue
Psychic Red, Psychic Blue
Psychic Red, Psychic Blue

Ojos
Honey, I can barely grasp you with your native tongue
But the darkest glass above brown eyes and dark hair in a white knit cap
suggest that
You wanna hide, girl
you want to hide, girl
Oh, girl, don't hide
Let's uncover your eyes
Ojos ojos

Honey, I must admit that the language barriers worked
To cover up the fires when you set your mind toc cook
up a
You told a lie, girl
you told a lie, girl
Oh, girl, don't lie
Don't avert your eyes
Ojos ojos

Honey, you trouble my mind with incessant inquest
I don't know what shape we’ll take
water takes the shape overtook
Honey, water
water slides, girl
so just let this slide girl
Don't let your Waters Dry
Ojos ojos

Honey I love you so much that I could hardly breathe
And now that I am gone there's all that one could need

And someday
I'm gonna die, girl
and you're gonna die, girl
Oh, girl, don't cry
Just get on with your life,
And I'll live mine
Honey, water
Water slides, girl
so just let this slide, girl
Oh, girl, just slide
Don't let your Waters Dry
Ojos Ojos

The Ballad of Nefarious Falling

The true source of her power
Was tattooed to her back
Swinging around to her navel

It's so fun when
It's so fun when I fall
It's alright 'cause
It's alright, it's a lovely hole
That I'm falling from

The true source of string power
Is a sticker upon its back
Of a turtle cathedral
Growing out of its back

It's so fun when
It's so fun when I fall
It's alright 'cause
It's alright, it's a lovely hole
That I'm falling from

The true source of his power
Resides within his cave
Red light falls upon it

It's so fun when
It's so fun when I fall
It's alright 'cause
It's alright, it's a lovely hole
That I'm falling from

The Devil Can’t Dance

sweet is the day, when you pass it away
with your hips and your thighs and your feet and your legs
she surely can’t dance, but she surely can sway
what it’s really about is the lips on her face
it’s a sin, girl
it’s a sin, girl
when you sway, oh
it’s a sin

I do not know where she learned it all from
her daddy’s side or maybe her mom
sweet Jesus knows what I’m talking about
it’s the devil’s work when she comes around
it’s a sin, girl
it’s a sin, girl
when you sway, oh
it’s a sin

I heard the truth in an old country song
the preacher’s not right if his wife is all wrong
the devil can’t dance, but she surely can shake
the devil can’t dance, but she surely can sway

Chorus of the Zombie Apocalypso

the zombie
apocalypso is the song of this prudish
melody we’re calling “God”
and all his daughters
are conjuring up six pagan dogs with their priestesses with fiery red flesh headdresses on her
and all the muddy
rivers of this vital Earth are over teeming
with six corpses giving birth to awful armies
rape the world and giving head to the master, all the dead look simply understated in his arms
and I was certain to be the wander
certain certain certain certain
certain to be the wander
certain certain certain certain
certain to be the one
certainly the wandering eye of 666
keep me abreast, keep me abreast, keep me abreast of the
zombie
apocalypso is the song
of the prudish
melody we’re singing, God

Today, Satan!

Some folks say
"Well, not today
Lord Satan, weep
'Cause I got away
By luck's design
I've won this time
Fuck you, Satan
Not today"

But I won't
Live life that way
Just biding my time
'till Satan tempts yours and mine
No, I'll take my stand
Make a fist with my hand
Fuck you, Satan
Today!

Today, Satan
Today, Satan
Today, Satan
Satan, Today

When you unfurl your wings
I'm sorry to say that you're just not as scary as you think,

Satan
Today, Satan
Today, Satan
Satan, Today

All songs by Jeremiah Strickland
©2019 Shiny Red Nothing

Today, Satan! album cover by Rick Van Grouw
©2019 Rick Van Grouw


The Today, Satan! EP is available here.

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