Parasiticide - CD​/​LP

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released September 12, 2006

Written by Sherry Fraser, Produced by John Congleton. Sherry Fraser (vocals, bass), Scott Seckington (piano, synth, K2000), Brian Sparhawk (bass, baritone guitar), Dan Rieser (drums, percussion)

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Track Name: Cash Machine
Something's cracked inside
Like the liberty bell
My heart clanking flat
Like that cold abandoned shell

Bankrupt thoughts
Steal my hope
Fix the bail
Charge me interest while I'm stuck
In your plastic jail
From my cell I hear the clink
Of my freedom ring
Inside the belly of your cash machine

It should be Criminal with a capitol "C"
How you try to hook me with your false promises

These happy endings ring a bell
Steal my hope
Set the bail
Sell it back to me at cost
In your fancy jail
Like the sun I watch it sink
Like a holy grail
Inside the belly of your cash machine

Faceless metal miser
hoarding desires
Crowned with a briar patch of tangled razor wire
You grant
You damn
From your throne in my hands
Mechanical messiah
You've robbed my kingdom blind

Nickel and dimed
It surely comes as no surprise
I can't afford your paradise
The one that rings me up and smiles

You cast a spell
Steal my hope
Set the bail
Sell it back to me at cost
In your fancy jail
You won't rest until I've sunk every living thing
Inside the belly of your cash machine

Faceless metal miser
hoarding desires
Crowned with a briar patch of tangled razor wire
You grant
You damn
From your throne in my hands
Mechanical messiah
You've drained my kingdom dry!
Track Name: Cyanide
Vexatious words I won't own - No!
Fallacious words of a snake - Fake!
As you patronize with your tongue untied
Spilling toxic bait I recognize
I won't concede
I know it's up to me
To disengage my enemy:

You're cyanide, cyanide
Your words that lie, and misadvise
Cyanide, they're cyanide
They falsify

They always state their case
For your personal gain
They launch a cruel campaign
To wipe the smile from my face

When your jeers incite
Without invite
Try to set me off like dynamite
I set my mind at ease
I've got the air to breathe
It's a cheap, effective remedy for

Cyanide, your cyanide
Your words deride and criticize
Cyanide, they're cyanide
They fictionize

You love to obfuscate
With your mendacious games
Don't want a real debate
You cheat your way to checkmate

You move in quick, flaunt your good intent
But you colonize for deadly ends
The way you melodize with your sing-song lies
You'd make a smooth sidekick for a suicide
You're poison
If I let you slip into my cup
I'll never swallow - I'll spit you out!

You're cyanide, cyanide
Your words that lie, and paralyze
Cyanide, they're cyanide
Call the ambulance quick, I'm still alive!
Cyanide, you're cyanide
Call the ambulance quick, I'm still alive
Cyanide, cyanide!!
Track Name: HERarchy
Misfit, misfit, got no sense
Sitting like a chicken on the chain link fence
Never picks a side, all she does is cry
How many teardrops can she hide
you MISFIT MISFIT throw the dog a biscuit!
How many kicks until she licks it?
1, 2, 3, 4, FIVE

This situation's hopeless
No matter what I do
These small-town girls will hate me
Since I stepped outside their rules

I see their
Angel faces twist into riddles
Sisters on a rampage with the scissors
Tongues packing sweet words like pistols
Firing on my back like heat-seeking missiles

pleading crying cannot satisfy
the cruel appetites of GIRLs! GIRLS!

What do they see?
Why are these crosshairs on me?
What do they hear?
The voice of envy sneer...?
I'm a spotlight thief!
I won't take tea
I won't take lessons in how to be
Seen
Not heard
I'm a misfit little bird
Dodging bigger beaks
On a playground for

GIRLS! GIRLS!

Look who's all alone -
It's the one-woman show!
Who's got a stone?
Don't you know -
Our status grows
When we tear into a threat
With a fine tooth comb!
She's all alone -
Somebody please throw the dog bone!

Angel faces twist into riddles
Sisters on a rampage with the scissors
Tongues packing mind fucks like pistols
Breathing down my neck like heat seeking missiles

Running hiding
can't get by
the vicious social politics of
GIRLS! GIRLS!

What do they see?
Who placed these crosshairs on me?
What do they hear?
The voice of envy sneer
I'm a spotlight thief
I don't take tea
I don't take lessons in how to be
Seen
Not heard
I'm a misfit little bird
The lowliest of dirt
On a playground for

GIRLS! GIRLS!
cruel, cruel
cruel, vicious girls!
Track Name: Gumshoe
That fateful day I passed through
An alley off the Avenue
A shadow pushed me into you
You asked me for a dance
Demanded moonlight romance
Well tell me what's a lonely girl to do?
With a real tenacious guy
A gum-chewing spy
A stalker with a glassy eye
How could you show me all your tricks
Then ask me not to spit
Your candy bullets back at you?
Gumshoe....
THAT'S YOU!

If I'm a train on the tracks
Then you're the hobo on my back
You're a parasitic free-loading rat!
I call you Clyde, cause you're a mack
In your coat and your pilfered hat
Hunting Bonnies with your rat-a-tat-tat

You're sticky, sweet as can be
Like taffy, you're stuck all over me
Gumshoe!
------(I think you need another clue - here's one for you:

If I'm the train on the tracks
Then you're the hobo on my back
You're an unrelenting blood-sucking gnat!
A politician in the sack
Flipping words like an acrobat
Well you get my vote you make a crass diplomat

Your words are cheap, oh so sugary sweet
Like little candy leeches you spit out on the street
They snag my heels, to beg for bigger meals
You like them sucking on my injuries

Oh gumshoe, is it really true?
You trade your friendships for this kind of fun-
That you've got more love
For your adrenalin rush
That stale and sugar-coated spineless stuff
Gumshoe!
-------(That's what you do

If I'm a racehorse on the tracks
I've got a monkey on my back
Better shake him fast or I'll be finishing last!
You gamble love to win, you gamble love to lose
That's how you gambled off my interest in you

You're sticky, sweet as can be
Like taffy, you're stuck all over me
You want to untangle my inner mystery
But I just want to peel you off of me!

Oh gumshoe, is it really true
You trade your friendships for this kind of fun?
You've got so much love for your adrenalin rush
You could chew a bullet into tasteless mush
GUMSHOE!
Track Name: Favorite Bloody Patient
Planted like a flower
One perfect little girl
Like dirt trapped in the oyster
I should have been a pearl

But ugly grew in places
It hurts me to be seen
Oh doctor!
I'm so needy!
Please fix me - I'm obscene!

Perfect faces slap me
From grocery magazines
Their sultry smiles all knowing
They're certain I will be

Your favorite bloody patient
I'm you favorite bloody patient

Give me those breasts of honey
A waist no wasp can match
Carve me into Venus
I want them all to gasp

I'm your favorite bloody patient
I'm your favorite bloody patient

A princess lies in waiting
She's buried in my breast
Awake her, my prince charming
And slice her from my flesh

They say I can't be real
That I'm a plastic sex doll queen
So cut me into pieces
And feed me to the masses!

I'm your favorite bloody patient
Your favorite bloody patient
I'm your favorite bloody patient
Your favorite bloody patient
Track Name: Bad Seed
When I was just a little girl
I sat upon my auntie's knee
Asked about the birds and bees
And this is what she said to me:

There are some things in this world
That cannot be forced
And I'm sorry, I'm oh so sorry
Your virgin heart isn't one of those

Since the beginning of time
It's a cold, cruel fact I cannot deny
And I cringe to think of all the ways they get in

But you could be like Venus
And cop a heavenly stench
Surround your petals with a spiky fence
You could be a flower
With a sticky dark throat
You could swallow them whole and feast on their invading souls

I've felt that faceless force in the family TV
Lurking cold as sweat in the depths of the screen
Slipping unseen into forgotten dreams
It's a killing machine
Just like an alien head from that dreadful movie
Thrusting its way through my tender flesh
To plant an evil seed inside of me

But you could be be like Venus
And cop a heavenly stench
Surround your petals with a spiky fence
You could be a flower
With a sticky dark throat
You could swallow them whole
And feast on their invading souls!
Track Name: Serenade for the Crow that Fell
Coyotes prowling in the yard
Howling around your trembling house of cards
A serenade for the crow that fell
Like a drop of oil into your virgin well

Some hook has burrowed in your skin
There's a desperate clawing as the itch sets in
For a preacher's daughter you're an easy mark
For the metal vultures in the parking lot.

The sticky hum of clicking tongues has dropped
Their ticking clots of concrete in your mind's metallic slots
Like words descending in an inky swarm
To hammer down the flutter of your paper arms

The flames that lick you in your easy chair
And the smoking fingers in your burning hair
Are the exorcisms of a dirty girl
Ripping demons from her holy pearl
Track Name: Ms. Fix It
Tiny, dirty
Catnip for a girlie
Walking with me
Wanting to kiss me

A skinny, pearly
Straight talking girlie
Cold as ice cream
With a heart that melts
For just one thing

Shining like candy
My electric dandy
I'm crushing her handshake
She's plumbing an earthquake

Ms. Fix It
I wanna love you all of the time
The cold narcotic in (my mind)

Ms. Fix It is handy
Got a trick deck to fan me
Five cards up twin sleeves
Whenever I fancy

Tiny, stony
Black inked and bony
Laughing through me
The dirty joke that cut me free

Ms. Fix It
She's gonna love me all of my life
I know she'll never leave my side
Track Name: Porcelain Throne (version 2)
Ah sucker
You've gone and done it once again
I've watched you suffer
Through an endless row of cold and sleepless nights

Suicide is on your mind
11 o'clock on the dot has come
But don't you think
You're much too bright
To lay that trip on me tonight...

Ah love
You want to take the rope
And pull it tight
Well your arm is a hole
And this dream's on loan
You've got nothing left
But your porcelain throne
So let's do it

Just one more time

Suicide is on your mind
11 o'clock on the dot
It's time
So light the pipe
And here we go
To children's hell below
With a smile...

You're such a strange
Peculiar sort
Who lied and begged and stole

For More

So light the pipe
And here we go
To children's hell below
With a smile...