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The Aftership Party

by Captain Vulpine!

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Darby Spicer (Candle) An amazing mix of metal, pirate sea shanties & carney music - Captain Vulpine is a musical genius who should have his own Broadway Productions!

See You In The Shadows… Favorite track: Carny Lullaby.
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There were two brothers Betrothed to earth Rapscallion smothers Upon the hearth They brewed the tempest Of depravity’s scorn To pick the roses For only the thorns Come on Dex let’s do some work Not just in shadows, in day we’ll lurk We’ll be the first on masses minds We are the glue, of lusty binds Come on Seth, lets breed the fear Let’s be the whisper in the ear The one that sounds with chaos near Impermanence looms; We're here. Seth and Dex make the world go round
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Me and my baby Starin’ at the sea Life is grand away from land It’s the sailors life for me The weather’s perfect The wind in my hair I got no worries, I’m in no hurry And life is totally fair . . . Wrong. . Heave ho Heave ho, heave ho ...Mates. The work is tough The food is shit The yellow Jack’s raised and the food is shit. (The work is tough The food is shit) The yellow Jack’s raised but you aint that sick The coffer’s empt’ The rum’s been spent No land in sight And the rum’s been spent (The coffer’s empt’ The rum’s been spent) No land in sight when there shoulda been The deck aint swabbed The hull aint caulked The captain’s mad that the hull aint caulked (The deck aint swabbed The hull aint caulked) So get off yer ass and swab Heave ho Heave ho You hang the jib You break a rib You can’t slow down when you break a rib (We hang the jib We break a rib) And then you get back to work You mutiny You end up dead You get marooned and you end up dead (We mutiny We end up dead) Mark my words or lose your head The Kraken looms You sense the doom You keep on working, you bilge rat croons The Kraken looms We hate this git But we keep on working and the food is shit Heave ho, heave ho
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The morning’s grey It’s quiet still I think I may Be rather ill I never pray I never will Life’s a game I’m losing still I’m ever falling down There’s no escape I found They’ll put me in the ground How ‘bout fresh dug mound I think I hear the sound Of charging worms Underneath this town Coming up for me I guess it’s just my time…. One last stroll Death takes hold I feel so cold They say be bold I’ll turn to mold Or so I’m told My belongings sold I’m not so old Go in peace? But I’m all pieces Laid to rest? Surely you jest Bless my soul? A vacant gaping hole Eternal unrest brought forth and christened in a manner perceived as being freed from all accounts and the debts and horrors containing the elements in the spectacular ball of constant misery commonly known as life and living, a spectacular misconception of the general state of communal misfortune being cursed with the five senses. Touch- to feel the cold skin of those who will forget. Scent- to smell the putrid airs of rotting carcass. Taste- to eat away the sugar coating topping the poisoned rancid chemical imbalance in the guise of love. Hear- to identify the constant stream of untruths spewing forth from the mouths of all. And sight, to witness the rape and slaughter of the world. These things trouble me no more In the falling down, My waning mind came back to me Like a wilted fly in an old dead tree, Flooding back, call the band, like a coal beneath the sand Apparitionary pleasures are spectacularly grand The Illusions from the church, and the meaning that they search It keeps them dead while alive in their filth producing hive
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Willows don't whip in the absence of wind But that doesn't mean they don't want to and Wind doesn't blow in the absence of air So you're going to strangle yourself, and the willows will watch Ash marmalade. You garnish your life with ash marmalade. You don't smoke for pleasure You smoke for pain You garnish your life with ash marmalade Put the knife in the liquid Put the knife in the liquid, stir. You garnish your life in ash marmalade.
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Hold fast Ready the guns The mechanikraken’s here Clockwork and steel The legend is real And he demands your fear The Baron von Tesla Built him from scratch Damned if he can’t hold grudge This isn’t the first It might be the worst Ah! Ready the guns Heave, ho, heave men heave Absinthian visions Could not conjure something worse Our will, it will not be broken Even in the throes Of Mechanikraken Automoton horror looms Close now very soon Here comes doom. Powderkeg stacked Grapeshot and naptha Priming the breech With maniacal laughter Heave on the tackles Hard 'gainst the 'wark Necking back rum As we wait in the dark The sound fills the air Of steel through wood, beware! Its limbs rip through the hull And it’s crushing skull after skull after skull
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Well the other day I was walking down the street I saw a pretty young girl She was just the prettiest thing Her hair in little curls So I walked right up to her Said “how’d you like to see a show?” She said “sorry mister, you’re rather off so no.” So I chopped off her head and threw it in a bag, Now it’s hanging on my wall oh gee! And that’s why you never be mean to strangers Don’t be mean to me! The very next day down the very next street An even prettier lady I wonder if she’d go out with me Well could be, maybe? So I walked right up to her Said “I’ve got something to show you” She said “Mister get away from me, I don’t even know you” So I grabbed her by the throat and dragged her down Then I nailed her to my basement wall And that’s why you never be mean to strangers Don’t be mean at all! Well the very last time down the very same street A quaint brunette surprise She was as pretty as the devil in drag A glimmer in her eyes So I walked right up to her I said “you wear that skin so pure” “Couldn’t do better myself” I said But I thought I had better make sure. So I took her back to my place and you can guess the rest Now I sing to these girls all day A little ditty I wrote for them And their lovely skin of grey “Maybe rabies, they’ll eat you Maybe scabies, they’ll come too Maybe baby, I will make you love me. It’s funny honey, how you scare My little bunny, in my lair Maybe baby, I will make you love me”
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Silence little child Dream of your father’s circus The freaks are all there We love you, we care We’ll shield you from all the horror All the real terrors Are out In the big bad world But in the big top On tightropes we’ll walk We'll pay them no mind Silence little child Dream of your father’s circus The freaks are all there We love you, we care We’ll shield you from harm All the real terrors Are out In the big bad world But in the big top On tightropes we’ll walk We'll pay them no mind . . . . . . We travel by day We travel by night We set up the tents For this is our plight We sell all the tickets Or we beckon the crickets We’re carnies and this is our life
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Black Lies (free) 03:13
Something about fire, and unintelligible chants from the underworld.
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Betwixt the effervescent delusions Of the inimitable grandeur surrounding imaginative futures Alternating in ungrounded palpable realities; Potential sanities, But unlikely. a translucent semblance of sanity begs the indifference of broken imaginative scenarios for we’re just two in billions of unnumbered fractions of soulless beings, meaningless. We’re just two in billions of unnumbered fractions of soulless beings, meaningless. We fall in love. We fall, We fall, We fall.
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CV: As I look into the sky where the buzzards fly I wonder how long it’ll be before they peck my eyes out This isn’t the first I’ve been disgusted by man But you people are getting out of hand Fake tits so big you don’t remember your toes You thought it’d make you pretty so you cut off your nose why don’t you just go row row your boat down the river of the misery you’ll always know Listen to your doctor And all those Hollywood tips He’ll suck that fat right out of your ass and inject it into your lips Yes you have the option You gotta look good on your date And we can whiten your bones and accent the tones but that’s at an additional rate We’ll switch around your fingers, or swap ‘em right out with your toes It’s the latest trend in high demand, and in the fashion world, everybody knows. . . . G Does this dress make me look fat? yeah bitch, Cause you motha fuckin’ fat, shit, Now eat a dick, Ha, Chew on a fuckin’ clit, like a dyke trick, I’m so off the chain, I need my bike fixed, You get a face lift, I make a bass riff, You get a tummy tuck, I’m still fat as fuck, You puke up all ya dinner, just to get thinner, Just to get that fraternity boy dick in ya, Twitter this shit, hashtag it #ho Put your business online so every body knows, “I’m In a size 8!” -- That’s fuckin’ great, Now send a booby pic, so I can masturbate Listen to your doctor And all those Hollywood tips He’ll suck that fat right out of your ass and inject it into your lips Yes you have the option You gotta look good on your date And we can whiten your bones and accent the tones but that’s at an additional rate We’ll switch around your fingers, or swap ‘em right out with your toes It’s the latest trend in high demand, and in the fashion world everybody knows.
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Everybodys sick Eververybody’s sick Everybodys sick and sickening Hello my friends welcome to the club Of bloody messes and things that glow Check your brain at the door Come and be my filthy whore Rave hospital, everybodys here The bandages and ravages And pills and queers Men in dresses Ladies too Everybody’s here And everybody here wants you Rave Hospital Hello my friends welcome to the place Of daily horror and all disgrace take the pills, take them twice When things get naughty Won’t that be nice Rave Hospital

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released March 13, 2012

All songs written, recorded, performed and produced by Captain Vulpine! except Collagenocide in Psychobabylon with music and lyrics by Captain Vulpine! and G Slade
Ain't Done Me No Good music and lyrics by Oddbod, vocals by Captain Vulpine! and The Mechanikraken Calamity, music and lyrics by Captain Vulpine! and Sapient

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Captain Vulpine! Portland, Oregon

Culled from the muzzard infested lands of inbetween, Captain Vulpine wanders the ever-dying mortal world in search of nothing at all. Shortly after discovering whiskey, all was lost- and the disastrous memoirs of lands and minds long since gone now linger in these culminations of manifested misery and madness. ... more

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