Dirt Witch Records self-titled debut album lands on major streaming Friday (October 24th) but is out on Bandcamp right now! Pay what you want. I previously did a song breakdown if you want some inside info in the album.
1. Get Behind Me Satan!
Got a tattoo of the devil on my back
Get behind me satan!
With pentagram in the dirt to match
Get behind me satan!
I’ll confess to the evil I’ve done
Get behind me satan!
I’ll pray for the evil I do
Get behind me satan!
And if hell can wait for me
Get behind me satan!
Then god can wait for you
Get behind me satan!
There’s a long long line to hell
Get behind me satan!
And I’ve long been tired of waitin’
Get behind me satan!
Get behind me satan
Get behind me satan
Get behind me satan
Get behind me satan
2. Catfood
I went to walk my cat to the store (gotta get some cat food)
That big boy is always needing more (gotta get some cat food)
And if I don’t get a bit more soon (gotta get some cat food)
I’m afraid it’s me he will consume (gotta get some cat food)
I got to I got to I got to
I got to get some cat food
I got to I got to I got to
I got to get some cat food
I got to I got to I got to
I got to get some cat food
I got to I got to I got to
I got to get some cat food
I’ll admit that I became alarmed (gotta get some cat food)
When in the corner of my eye I saw him armed (gotta get some cat food)
And I stood still like some shaken prey (gotta get some cat food)
As my sweet feline hacked my life away (gotta get some cat food)
I got to I got to I got to
I got to get some cat food
I got to I got to I got to
I got to get some cat food
I got to I got to I got to
I got to get some cat food
I got to I got to I got to
I got to get some cat food a
3. Black Cherry Vibes
Black cherry lipstick
Black cherry lies
Black cherry white claw
Back cherry pie
Black cherry brain stem
Black cherry eyes
Black cherry lifestyle
Black cherry vibes
Blue raspberry jolly rancher
That sits inside my skull
The Tsunami sized fruit punch
That left me dented and dull
Blue raspberry jolly rancher
Blue raspberry soul
Fruit punch sized hunch
Fruit punch sized hole
Blue raspberry jolly rancher
That sits inside my skull
The Tsunami sized fruit punch
That left me dented and dull
Blue raspberry jolly rancher
Blue raspberry soul
Fruit punch sized hunch
Fruit punch sized hole
Black cherries
Black cherries
Black cherries
Black cherries
Black cherry lipstick
Black cherry lies
Black cherry white claw
Back cherry pie
Black cherry brain stem
Black cherry eyes
Black cherry lifestyle
Black cherry vibes
Sour apple lollipop
That rest upon my tongue
May this sweet sweet sugar
Keep me young and dumb
Old banana laffy taffy
Left inside the bag
I’ll take the good parts with me
The rest, the fools can have
Sour apple lollipop
That rest upon my tongue
May this sweet sweet sugar
Keep me young and dumb
Old banana laffy taffy
Left inside the bag
I’ll take the good parts with me
The rest, the fools can have
Black cherries
Black cherries
Black cherries
Black cherries
Black cherry lipstick
Black cherry lies
Black cherry white claw
Back cherry pie
Black cherry brain stem
Black cherry eyes
Black cherry lifestyle
Black cherry vibes
4. Cognitive Dissonance
Cognitive dissonance
Cognitive dissonance
Cognitive dissonance
Dissonance dissonance
Cognitive dissonance
Cognitive dissonance
Cognitive dissonance
Dissonance dissonance
Like when you pray to god
But make deals with the devil
Like black magic for white lies
Blackmail and black tie dinners
I only feast with the winners
I Feast on only pure flesh
Tear me all the way open
Consume me ‘till there’s nothing left
Cognitive dissonance
Cognitive dissonance
Cognitive dissonance
Dissonance dissonance
Cognitive dissonance
Cognitive dissonance
Cognitive dissonance
Dissonance dissonance
Like the angel on your shoulder
And the demon at your black
Like the shiny golden miror
That reflects all that you lack
Like the left hand path
But for all the right reasons
Like the blood i’ll spill
To bring the scales even
5. Blue Raspberry
The one and only instrumental
6. Even a Black Cat
Even a black cat
Needs its back scratched
Even a sad sack
Can get their life back
If your familiar
With the right kinds
Of spells and tomes
Even a black cat
Can lose all nines lives
Even a good man
Can take bad dive
I can make it
Happen if you pay
The right price
Even a black cat
Can call on the devil
And an evil man
Never has to settle
Even a black cat
Even a black cat
Even a black cat
Even a black cat
7. Scam Likely
Scam Likely, devil’s calling
Scam likely, devil’s on the phone
Scam Likely, the devil is calling
Scam Likely, devil’s on the phone
Scam Likely,the devil’s calling
Scam likely, devil’s on the phone
Scam likely, the devil’s calling
Scam likely, don’t pick up the phone
Don’t pick up the phone
Don’t pick up the phone
Don’t pick up the phone
Don’t pick up the
Scam Likely, devil’s calling
Scam likely, don’t pick up the phone
Scam Likely, the devil is calling
Scam Likely, don’t pick up the phone
Scam Likely,the devil’s calling
Scam likely, don’t pick up the phone
Scam likely, the devil’s calling
Scam likely, don’t pick up the phone
Don’t pick up the phone
Don’t pick up the phone
Don’t pick up the phone
Don’t pick up the phone
8. Sour Apples
Sour Apple makes me pucker
Cranberry red, lo-cal bloodsucker
Only awkward kids will dance on beat
This candy cult is saccharaine sweet
Green apple, sour patch
Rotten asshole, spoiled batch
Those who fear death skip the endings
Or we’re already dead and just pretending
Sour Apple makes me sour
I’m filled with blood and black powder
Only awkward kids will dance on beat
This candy cult is saccharaine sweet
9. Hail Satan! God’s Dead.
I hope you’re left with only the hate
That you cling to so dear
God damned this whole damn place
God’s long dead around here
Don’t seem you’ll have to wait
To watch good people suffer
That word ain’t passed your lips
And you don’t know it’s meaning
So hail satan! God’s dead
His heralds filled these halls with red
The men who sing his name
Bring this land to shame
So hail satan! God’s dead
That cross twists quick to familiar dread
And is worn by familiar men
Who chomp upon our ends
Hail Satan, God’s Dead
Hail Satan, God’s Dead
Hail Satan, God’s Dead
Hail Satan, God’s Dead
God created the earth in seven days
And in a week he got bored and got up and left
Now we’re all left stewing in the haze
And he’s some old man in the park that likes playing chess
He sits on his bench and feeds the birds
Talks to passersby and chews his words
Then lures in some poor soul to play a game
And he’d rather play known moves than wear his name
So hail satan! God’s dead
So hail satan! God’s dead
So hail satan! God’s dead
So hail satan! God’s dead
So hail satan! God’s dead
So hail satan! God’s dead
So hail satan! God’s dead
So hail satan! God’s dead
10. Dirt Farm
Gonna use my arms, arms
Breaking up dirt, dirt, at the dirt farm
Can’t do no harm, harm
Breaking up dirt, at the dirt farm
Gonna get real strong, strong
Breaking up dirt, dirt, at the dirt farm
Can’t fix what’s wrong, wrong
Breaking up dirt, dirt, at the dirt farm
11. Devil’s Due
The Devil, always gets his due
He got my soul, and he’ll get yours too
He’ll call collect, to to give your bill
He’ll get lawyers involved, change up your will
The devil, always get his due
He got me, he’ll get you too
He’ll drag you down to hell, burn away your soul
And it’s still better than waiting in heaven, growing mold
Do do do do do
Do do do do do
Do do do do do
Do do do do do
The Devil, always gets his due
The Devil, always gets his due
The Devil, always gets his due
The Devil, always gets his due
Do do do do do
Do do do do do
Do do do do do
Do do do do do
The Devil, always gets his due
The Devil, always gets his due
The Devil, always gets his due
The Devil, always gets his due
The Devil, always gets his due
The Devil, always gets his due
The Devil, always gets his due
The Devil, always gets his due
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