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Shat Through the Milky Way

by Abel Ashes

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SHAT THROUGH THE MILKY WAY (words and music by Abel Ashes) Why are you a human, not a chicken, pig, or rat? A frightened starving cock-a roach, a virus ridden bat? Your brain is like a peanut hurdling through space, Shat through the inner organs of the fucking Milky Way. Shat through the inner organs of the fucking Milky Way. Shat through the inner organs of the fucking Milky Way. Shat through the inner organs of the fucking Milky Way. Of the fucking Milky Way. Of the fucking Milky Way. Of the fucking Milky Way. Of the fucking Milky Way. First there came pagans and then there came Jews and Zoroastrians from which there grew the Christians and Muslims, two new kinds of Jews that ain't been around quite as long as Hindus have. First there came pagans and then there came Jews and Zoroastrians from which there grew the Christians and Muslims, two new kinds of Jews that ain't been around quite as long as Hindus have.
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Grand Old Party Line (words and music by Abel Ashes) Don't never change your heart Hold on to your worstest parts Stay the same way that you start But don't never change your heart Don't never change your head Stay the same way 'til yer dead Do just like yer daddy said And don't never change your head Don't never change your mind No matter what facts you find Toe the Grand Old Party line And don't never change your mind Gotta keep faith and tradition alive Or future innovation's gonna eat us alive Nature over nurture like bees in a hive With the class and the caste so the wealthy can thrive Gotta keep faith and tradition alive Or future innovation's gonna eat us alive Nature over nurture like bees in a hive With the class and the caste so the wealthy can thrive So whatever you do... Don't never change your heart Hold on to your worstest parts Stay the same way that you start But don't never change your heart Don't never change your head Stay the same way 'til yer dead Do just like yer daddy said And don't never change your head Don't never change your mind No matter what facts you find Toe the Grand Old Party line And don't never change your mind
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FALLIN' THROUGH THE FLOOR (words and music by Abel Ashes) I'm 92, I'm drunk and bored and dancing like an idiot. My wife, she died, so no more church. I'm dancing like an idiot, for sure! Like an idiot, 'cause sometimes I am bored. Like an idiot, I know that life is short. Like an idiot, don't like it? There's the door! I'll be dancing like an idiot 'til I fall right through this floor! I love my wife, but now she's gone and I'm dancing like an idiot. My wife, she danced for 80 years and I'm dancing like an idiot, for her! Like an idiot, I loved that little girl. Like an idiot, my best friend in the world. Like an idiot, don't like it? There's the door! I'll be dancing like an idiot 'til I fall right through this floor! I made my wage in pubs and clubs, but now I've reached the end of it. These streaming sites don't pay me shit and I do not consent to this at all! I don't consent to this! Pay the artist first! Don't consent to this! Not content to be content! Don't consent to this! Pay the cover at the door! Spotify can suck it! Where's the godamn record store? Spotify can suck it! Where's the godamn record store? Spotify can suck it! Where's the godamn record store? Spotify can suck it! Where's the godamn record store?
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New Calamity Shuffle (words and music by Abel Ashes) All the experts said we weren't ready yet. Healthcare systems were too inadequate. New calamity Great mortality Peer reviewed plague ensued. Viruses emerge time and time again. SARS and MERS and then zoonosis again. Xi, Mercola, Trump, Putin, Dugin, Q Disinformed points of view Breaking down democracy by lying to fools. Don't exaggerate. Everything is great. Read your Bible while we procrastinate. Then we'll obfuscate, never vaccinate. Never mask, like as ass. I'll just hold My Pillow tightly to your face. Healthcare is a right, a necessity Everyone in the world community. Pathogens don't know class, vicinity Borderlines, bank accounts. Time to put our money where it really counts. Science has confirmed climate change And those drug resistant germs. Are we gonna learn? More the know-it-all harder we will fall. Warning signs. Are we blind?
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SUICIDE ON SECOND AVENUE (words and music by Abel Ashes) Deep state lizards with the COVID and the 5G Look like humans when they shapeshift on TV Saw a light in the sky, now I know they're lying to me Gonna build that bomb, gonna stuff it in my RV Say I'm nuts, well at least I'm not a sheep Gets so lonely when the rabbit hole's this deep Parked right here in front of AT&T In 15 minutes I'll be blown to smithereens Christmas lights and neon all around Gonna leave my worries downtown
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THE WINGNUT GALLERY (words and music by Abel Ashes) If we fear the vaccine more than we fear the virus It seems that bullshit propaganda has got up inside us. So try to learn the facts ya'll and try to tell the truth When science isn't popular and wisdom isn't youth. Science isn't popular and wisdom isn't youth. I wake up every morning with my coffee and the news Comments full of troll bots, deceptive points of view Pretending to be stupid, gaslighting all along. The post-truth doesn't change when you prove it wrong. Post truth doesn't change when you prove it wrong. They're hating on the press, dismissing their reports That don't back the agendas the facts do not support. Living in a bubble of sci-fi pseudo-facts Denying the consensus, distorting all the stats. Denying the consensus, distorting all the stats. The GOP, Iran and the CCP Putin's played the game since he was KGB. Whether QAnon or the FSB A hollow laughter rings from the wingnut gallery. Hollow laughter rings from the wingnut gallery. Hollow laughter rings from the wingnut gallery. Hollow laughter rings from the wingnut gallery.
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Atheists in Mecca (words and music by Abel Ashes) Atheists in Mecca, The Vatican in Rome Atheists in both sides of Jerusalem Atheists in Mosul The heart of Raqqa too Smashing mental cages in the human zoo Atheists in ashrams Atheists at shrines Atheists have been around since ancient times Atheists in churches Atheists in mosques Atheists are gonna share our own damn thoughts. Atheists in office, no apologies Atheists dismantling theocracies Atheists in Mecca, Washington and Rome Atheists in both sides of Jerusalem Atheists in both sides of Jerusalem Atheists in both sides of Jerusalem Atheists in both sides of Jerusalem الله كذبة (Allah kadhaba). الله كذبة (Allah kadhaba). الله كذبة (Allah kadhaba). الله كذبة (Allah kadhaba). Deus verus est. Deus verus est. Deus verus est. Deus verus est. Islamists in Bornu, North of Mali too I wrote this little song just to say "Fuck you." Fuck the Saudi King, the Mullahs in Iran. Fuck the Taliban in Afghanistan. Women should be equal you sexist piece of shit. All you fucking homophobes can go suck dick. The anti-immigration Christian Taliban ought to be deported to Waziristan. Ain't no Final Prophet or special Chosen Ones, Just a lonely planet orbiting the sun. So fuck Islamic State and fuck The Holy Land. God is just the ego in the mind of Man. God is just the ego in the mind of Man. God is just the ego in the mind of Man. God is just the ego in the mind of Man. God isn't real. God isn't real. God isn't real. God isn't real. God isn't real. God isn't real. God isn't real. God isn't real.
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The Pearls That You Clutch (words and music by Abel Ashes) Sometimes you just feel like an automobile Trying to get the job done Get the job done At the end of the day we get our measly pay Trying to get the job done Get the job done Passin’ by the scenery Feelin’ like machinery Tryin’ to get the job done Get the job done Like we ain’t got no feelins and we're always on the run We’re just tryin’ to get the job done Get the job done Every day is drudgery Shovelin’ stinkin’ sludgery Tryin’ to get the job done Get the job done At the end of the day we get our measly pay Tryin’ to get the job done Get the job done And we dig and we toil and we fuck up the soil We’re just tryin’ to get the job done Get the job done Like we ain’t got no feelings and we're always on the run We’re just tryin’ to get the job done Get the job done But the no good boss he does whatever he please Golf and hookers after wine and cheese Behold a pale executive Behold a pale horse A bloated right-wing pachyderm On a cracker ass golf course Behold a pale executive Behold a pale horse A bloated right-wing pachyderm On a cracker ass golf course That’s why we say fuck you boss man Fuck you very much We say fuck you Wall Street Fuck you very much We mean it, fuck you blue blood Fuck you very much Eat shit and go to hell So on and such We say fuck you boss man Fuck you very much We say fuck you oil man Fuck you very much We say fuck you banker man Fuck you very much Eat shit and go to hell So on and such I'll work hard every day boss You don't have to pay me much Just keep your fragile ego with the pearls that you clutch I'll work hard every day boss You don't have to pay me much Just keep your fragile ego with the pearls that you clutch
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Worm Food (words and music by Abel Ashes) Makes no difference if you're boiled or fried We're all worm food on the other side Makes no difference if you're boiled or fried We're all worm food on the other side Boil your potatoes 'til you feel alive We're all worm food on the other side Boil your potatoes ' til you feel alive We're all worm food on the other side Makes no difference if you're boiled or fried We're all worm food on the other side Makes no difference if you're boiled or fried We're all worm food on the other side Makes no difference if you're boiled or fried We're all worm food on the other side Makes no difference if you're boiled or fried We're all worm food on the other side So you can pray one time or none or five We're all worm food on the other side You can pray one time or none or five We're all worm food on the other side Makes no difference if you're boiled or fried We're all worm food on the other side Makes no difference if you're boiled or fried We're all worm food on the other side

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released August 23, 2021

All words and music by Abel Ashes

Produced, recorded, engineered, edited, mixed, and mastered by Abel Ashes on a laptop with an external keyboard using a single Blue Snowball microphone and Audacity in my bedroom in Tunis.

Guitar, vocals, and electronic embellishments by Abel Ashes

One small inexpensive Tanglewood acoustic guitar was used to play all of the guitar parts.

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Abel Ashes San Diego, California

Born in a cult in El Paso, hitchhiked cross-country as a baby, grew up with mom in the shadow of the A bomb in New Mexico, vacations in San Diego with dad, played open mics with a fucked up old Stella, experimental music shows, lectures, open mics, and dead-end jobs galore, lived in LA and SF, 7 years in Kentucky, 4 years in Tunisia with my wife who was paralyzed in car crash, back in SD, CA now. ... more

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