Tragedy Club Split

by Rictus Grin vs. Sexy Coyote

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The war has only just begun. Battles, lives, and prizes are being won and lost left and right. And what are you going to do about it? You're going to pick your side, draw your weapon, download this album, and fight the good fight. Rictus Grin vs. Sexy Coyote

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released December 25, 2015

Rictus Grin: Laura Brogan - Alecks Fletcher - Taylor Goodman - Malcolm Greene

Sexy Coyote: Laura Brogan - Connor Gehlert - Camille McClellan - Kamen Ross - Davidson Weston

Produced by Rictus Grin and Sexy Coyote - Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Taylor Goodman

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Sexy Coyote Boston, Massachusetts

Laura Brogan
Connor Gehlert
Camille McClellan
Kamen Ross
Davidson Weston

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Track Name: Rictus Grin - Stand Up Fucking Femmes
Stand up fucking femmes
What I wear is not consent
Stand up fucking femmes
How I dress is non of your concern
Stand up fucking femmes
What I wear does not decide my worth

The Masc Police is out tonight
Trying to teach us wrong from right
We're not your pawns, we're not your toys
Don't kid yourself, you're all fuck boys
Track Name: Rictus Grin - Planet Schmanet
Today's the day that I pull the plug
Today's the day that you die
I've been sitting in the same spot with you,
and I can imagine why
I would get my self up in the morning
go and sit by your bed
this lack of motion has started making wires cross in my head

It didn't used to bother you working late,
but it's different when your spending every single day,
waiting on the king of scars, the medical farce,
you're the old sick man I was taking of

You should sink,
Cause thats what anchors do.

While it's been real exciting to watch you circle the drain
you've been asking for it for a while now,
I'll let you have your way

And when you get to heaven,
they'll all realize you're a big fucking drag,
you're the old sick man I was taking care of.

You should sink,
Cause thats what anchors do.
Track Name: Rictus Grin - Not All Dogs Go To Heaven
Honey, if you were a cigarette,
You'd be a Newport 100... you wanna know why?
I'll tell you why, cause just like a Newport 100,
Only gross-ass mother fuckers, joke-ass mother fuckers like you </3

when you bite the hand that feeds,
you're really biting mine.
and I know I fed you every fucking time

and now my hand is numb from the contusions from your teeth,
I've done a lot of things, but I won't fucking be your meat

I didn't ask if you like it,
I didn't ask if you wanna hear
I don't need you're opinion, man
I know that you'd rather,
If my point of view disappeared
I don't need you're permission, man

I won't limit myself for you
and I won't apologize for being myself
despite all your "help"
I'm better off by myself
despite all your "help"

go fuck yourself

so keep gnawing at my feet
and pretend you'll fucking bite
you've taken all my days but you won't fucking take my night

I didn't ask if you like it,
I didn't ask if you wanna hear
I don't need you're opinion, man
I know that you'd rather,
If my point of view disappeared
I don't need you're permission, man

I won't be changing myself for you
and it's fucked that you'd want that from me

have fun with your friends
hope they think that your cool
hope it makes you feel good
go fuck your self

fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
fuck you
Track Name: Sexy Coyote - Pearltooth
Chains!
This heart of mine’s been busted up and rattled one too many times
And what did I find?
No, nothing good, not even worth a dime

No no no, no no no no no no no
No no, no no no no, no no no no

I'm the saddest sack that I ever saw
Caught singing songs for the dark
La la la, la la la, ha ha ha, ha ha ha

And I bit, sucked, chewed it up 'till my teeth split into dust
Sweet-tooth is dead; long live the red at the edge of the tusk

Chains!
This heart of mine’s been busted up and rattled one too many times
And what did I find?
No, nothing good, not even worth a dime

No no no, no no no no no no no
No no, no no no no, no no no no

Nothing else left to say, nothing else left to say; I'm going home
Heaven's under the water; wading forever; I'm going home
No no no, no no no no no no no
No no, no no no no, no no no no
Track Name: Sexy Coyote - Karate Zombies
Destroy everything, kill everyone
Two shots to the head with your favorite gun
Burn the money, leave the drugs; wanna stay alive?
Better learn Kung Fu if you don't wanna die

Been five years down in the operation
The gang's got a talent for elimination
The street-walkin' cheetahs vs. all the meat-eaters
Now, everybody ready for the detonation

Woah, the bullets ring
Woah, Karate king
Woah, the prophet said:
"Sing a song for the living dead"

Hit the gas, pull the trigger, get ready to go
Got the back-seat cannons primed to explode
Yeah, necromantic counter-team, anti-viral surgery
First-class bomb squad: lock and load

Woah, woah, woah, the bullets ring
Woah, Karate king
Woah, the prophet said:
"Say a prayer for the living dead"

Everyone I know is gonna die
But it's alright, 'cause I'm doing fine
Who wants to live forever anyway?
Track Name: Sexy Coyote - La Fin
We’ll all soon be dead
Just like your preacher said to you when you were young
All the ghosts come out when the sun goes down
Look around, it’s The End

But why do you have to go and make it sad?
‘Cause I’m having such a time (having such a time)
Prime days for falling in love with the facts
Oh, is that such a crime?

La la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la

It’s okay (it’s okay)
I wasn’t loving this anyway
Oh, it’s okay (yeah, it’s okay)
I wasn’t loving this anyway

We’ll all soon be dead
Just like my mama said to me when we were young
Take a look around, Babe: the sun’s gone down
Lights out, don’t pretend
La la la, la la la: The End

Said it once, said it twice, now I’m telling you thrice
Oh, it’s gonna be nice at The End
Oh, it’s gonna be nice at The End
Oh, it’s gonna be nice at The End
Oh, it’s gonna be nice at The End