Oh, Goodbye.

by Angeltown

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Recorded on 2/12/2017

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released February 12, 2017

Jacob: Everything

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Soviet Union "theme song"
Various samples of ambient scenes from various websites and/or my own.
"Tape Deck Inserting" shit. I should've made my own but like
It was quicker to pirate the sound.

Love,
J.

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150 and Above Records Denton, Texas

MEGATAPE is basically a compilation of everything I've ever done that isn't related to my main project, Angeltown.

It updates with every album release. Sometimes, I throw in random singles.

It's not very good but im proud of "hell is a happy place" and "Synthtape 8".
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Track Name: We're Lucky That (We're Not Dead)
lampshades melting into the cuppard
glass blasted into the wood, i'm leaving all bases covered
and I would be a son of a bitch but I have a mother
cotton gin route, making t-shirts that say freedom in the front
And oppression in the back
we're sweating our glands until they fall asleep
blisters on my feet, a warm bucket of water and leeches await me
oh we're lucky that
we're lucky that

We're lucky that we're circling in a drain
we're lucky that we're not stealing money for tickets for trains
we're lucky that we're not paying rent
we're lucky that, we're lucky that we're fucking that
in this great criminal stint

we'd laugh and have fun but the
gears around the sun don't rest when there's fun
and we'd punch each other in the
throats with knives when the food was done
hunger is the only thing we've known
and it's all we'll continue to known until we grow old
death is a cough and a coffin away

We're lucky that we're not robbing the cops
we're lucky that we're not choking each other when we're stuck in pandora's box
we're lucky that oh, we're lucky that we're not paying a damn cent
we're lucky that, oh, we're lucky that we're letting
our emotions ferment
oh we're lucky that
oh we're lucky that

ocean water, boats drawing, we were sinking like pirates in this bay
sharks crawling, teeth gnawing, flesh is only a nibble and a taste away
blood is such a commodity when you're living in a perfect birthday cliche
oh we're lucky that
we're lucky that

we're lucky that we're floating body parts in the sea weed water
we're lucky that all that we wanted to say is in the stomach of the sea beast
the daughter of the general smoking k-2 and cigarettes
sexual oppression in the cruel summer heat

oh we're lucky that
oh we're lucky that

death is a cough and a coff-coff-coffin away
you know we're the skeletons in the closets our family members hide
we're all ghost in the rugs that our families try to convince themselves that
we're not there, it's the fan, the wind, the slight of eye

death is a cough and a coff-coff-coffin away