PMS Junkie

by MuthaWit

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credits

released November 27, 2012

All Songs Written, Performed, Arranged and Produced by Boston and MuthaWit
Engineered and Mixed by 2KLB at The Womb, GA
Mastered by Gualterino at Bad Alien Studios

Musicians

1)The Gorilla in the Room
A)V. Jeffrey Smith – tenor sax, alto sax
B)Boston - guitars, drums, keys, percussion, synthesis, lead vocals, bground vocals

2)Celine in America
A)Boston - guitars, bass, drums, keys, percussion, synthesis, lead vocals, bground vocals

3)Generation Divide
A)Lou Rossi - guitars
B)V. Jeffrey Smith - tenor sax, alto sax
C)Jairus “Jazz” Odums - bass
D)Ben Tyree - guitars
E)John M. Ellison, IV - guitars
F)Ron Smith - drums
G)Takeema Davis - bground vocals
H)Arthur J. Fielder, Jr. - bground vocals
I)Jacob Fielder - bground vocals
J)Maximilius Fielder - bground vocals
K)Martell Ade Olusina Brown - bground vocals
L)Brig Feltus - bground vocals
M)Boston - guitars, drums, percussion, synthesis, lead vocals, bground vocals

4)Mule
A)Boston - guitars, percussion, synthesis, lead vocals, bground vocals

5)Bet You One of Us
A)Cameron Orr - violins
B)Boston - guitars, bass, drums, keys, percussion, synthesis, lead vocals, bground vocals

6)Roger Ailes
A)Cameron Orr - violins
B)Boston - guitars, bass, keys, drums, percussion, synthesis, lead vocals, bground vocals

7) The Last Time I Ask For It(Give It To Me)
A)Lou Rossi - guitars
B)Meryl “Miss J” Jefferson - violins
C)Sam Myer - trombone
D)V. Jeffrey Smith – tenor sax, alto sax
E)Samuel Fernandez - bass
F)Ben Tyree - guitars
G)JC - drums
H)Shanti Om - bground vocals
I)Boston - guitars, bass, keys, drums, percussion, synthesis, lead vocals, bground vocals

8)Print Money
A)Anna Kennedy - violins
B)Chiquita Montgomery – bground vocals
C)Takeema Davis - bground vocals
D)Boston - guitars, bass, keys, drums, keys, percussion, lead vocals, bground vocals

9)PMS Junkie
A)Lou Rossi - guitars
B)Meryl “Miss J” Jefferson - violins
C)V. Jeffrey Smith - tenor sax, alto sax, flute
D)Melvin Gibbs - bass
E)William Martina - cello
F)Daniel Yasmin - drums
G)Moon - bground vocals
H)Salakida Kali - bground vocals
I)Boston - guitars, bass, keys, drums, percussion, synthesis, lead vocals, bground vocals

10)Lavender Machine Gun
A)Boston - lead vocals, bground vocals

11)Mughs Don’t Love You ‘Cause You Vote
A)Benjamin Stewart – trumpets
B)Boston - guitars, bass, keys, drums, percussion, lead vocals, bground vocals

12)She Don’t Recognize Me No More
A)Martell Ade Osulina Brown – bass
B)Anna Kennedy - Violins
C)Boston - guitars, keys, drums, percussion, synthesis, lead vocals, bground vocals

13)Gag Reflex
A)Boston - guitars, keys, drums, percussion, lead vocals, bground vocals

14)Two Fisted God
A)Lou Rossi - guitars
B)Meryl “Miss J” Jefferson - violins
C)Brandee Younger
D)David “Dbass” Holder - bass
E)JC - drums
F)Shanti Om - bground vocals
G)Salakida Kali - bground vocals
H)Rowena Y. Fielder – bground vocals
I)Tim Fielder – bground vocals
J)Martell Ade Osulina Brown – bground vocals
K)Boston - guitars, bass, keys, drums, percussion, synthesis, lead vocals, bground vocals

15)…for them that ain’t make it

16)PMS Junkie(Reprise)
A)Lou Rossi - guitars
B)Meryl “Miss J” Jefferson - violins
C)V. Jeffrey Smith - tenor sax, alto sax, flute
D)Melvin Gibbs - bass
E)Daniel Yasmin - drums
F)Moon - bground vocals
G)Salakida Kali - bground vocals
H)Boston - guitars, bass, keys, drums, percussion, synthesis, lead vocals, bground vocals

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Track Name: The Gorilla In The Room
The Gorilla in the Room

Counter culture is accountants
pinching penitentiaries
Kissing babies and lying
more in jail than with degrees.

Pizza barons and the Mormons
taxless opportunities.
Top 1 percent of 1 percenters
bitchin' business equity.

All the Arabs named Muhammed.
Hard to know who to arrest.
Every tourist has a camera.
Every blogger’s a journalist.

Change is coming back in quarters.
Birther Deather split in two.
Dropping dimes with all the daughters.
The gorilla in the room.
The guerilla in the room.
The gorilla in the room.
The guerilla in the room.
Track Name: Celine In America
Celine In America

Verse I:
My rockets so damn sexy
in the luxury of your lap missiles embed too.
Guess you know we US number one
even our pornstars carry guns
when they’re flexing
muscles of black market arms and exploding shoes.

Chorus I:
I’ll always love you, Celine.
You’re the American Dream.
Celine. Celine
I’ll always love you, Celine. Celine.

Verse II:
Your blonde bombshells are so sexy.
Radioactive milk spills on stiletto hills.
Heard you got a nose for espionage
piercing in your lips busting in your bunk.
I am Bushing
Mansion chutes made of gold and repelling Seals.

Chorus II:
I’ll always love you, Celine.
I’ll always love you, Celine.
You’re the American Dream.
Celine.
I’ll always love you, Celine. Celine.

Bridge and Outtro:
You’ve got the right to go.
Don’t be surprised if you’re following you.
Sometimes a spy unfolds
a new disguise that’s been borrowed too soon.

You’ve got the right to go.
Don’t be surprised if I’m following you.
Sometimes a story’s told
and names are changed to protect the truth.

CIA target high valueless foreign life
but is that all?
CIA warrant…SIKE…tap your phone in the night
but is that all?
Track Name: Generation Divide(More, More)
Generation Divide

Verse I:
All things being equal no race is free.
Miles measured in March on soles of your feats.
Tunisia to Egypt towards Wall Street
some wear Depends on some worn sagging jeans.

Chorus I:
Our destiny’s diverged in two
But then you want more, more.
The rich hoard their precious heirlooms.
but still they want more, more.
Corporations are human beings too
and then they need more, more.
Spring to infect all federal rules.

Verse II:
Grassroots suburbing up through Astroturf.
Cops clubbing, gunning, pepper spraying white shirts.
Herd kids in the park say history’s tattoos
can’t relate to parents civil rights taboos.

Chorus II:
Our destiny’s diverged in two
but still you want more, more.
Middle class and poor get a room
but still they want more, more.
Laws to protect the labor force
but still they need more, more.
Plastic or matchsticks tell my horse?

Bridge I:
Generation Divide.

Chorus III:
Our destiny’s diverged in two
and still you want more, more.
Miss Liberty’s unemployed with you
and you need more, more.
Olives and branches across the bridge
but still they want more, more.
Winter rebate 99 cent.

Bridge II:
Summation by subtraction.
Division by addition.
Seen it all.
Erosion through devotion.
Progression by attrition.
Seen it all.
Computation of equivalence.
Your patience by gentrification.
Seen it all.

Chorus IV:
Our destiny’s diverged in two
still you want more, more.
US pulling out and none too soon
but still you want more, more.
All’s fair in love thus I’m on leave
and still you need more, more.
That summer’s war was misconceived.
Track Name: Mule
Mule

Mainlining coffee makes me feel good.

I’m a mule.
I’m an owl
who howls
like a wolf.

Mainlining coffee makes me feel good.
Track Name: Bet You One Of Us
Bet You One of Us

Verse I:
Oo ah
I can hardly breathe in
your tweet.
Something needs deleting.
Bird seed
planting while you choking
Gotta grow it mosquito it grow it.
Petite
somethin’ is secreting.
Raw meat
Marinate and soaking
Watch me
tenderize the local
local sinkhole gotta stoke it smoke it.
Why me?
Tongue is in a tizzy
Complete
Tackled at the fifty
Trust me
Moves are kind of nifty sugar ditching in the kitchen shifty
Obsolete
Aunt Gemima fury
Branded
African in jewelry
Israel
Still out with the jury. With the jury. With the juries jury.

Chorus I:
Bet You One of Us
Best You Run With Us
Debts Are Won With Us
Uh Oh.
Bet You One of Us
Best You Run With Us
Debts Are Won With Us
Uh Oh.

Verse II:
Now I’m
rolling in a briar
Patch knee
Carrot to a tire
Road kill
Look at me on fire. I’m on fire. On the Friar’s fire.
Ah geez.
What have I been smoking?
Palm trees
Can’t read what I’m viewing.
Phone rings
things are now in ruins
flames are blue. flames are blue and blue man
Group, ah
I’m a human being
tracking through the seasoning
Rabbit
I can hear it dreaming
Gotta tree it gotta free it tree it.
Terror
running in a circle
repeat
PETA like’em wild n furry.
One bullet
Hair trigger to a person.

Chorus II and Outtro:
Track Name: Roger Ailes
Roger Ailes (You Love You More and More)

Verse I:
You flunked Electoral College twice.
failed Fem VP.
I enjoy a Good Ol’ Party line
and homespun speech.

My medication’s wearing off
live on FoxNews.
Upchucking Koolaid all day long
and telling me

Chorus I:
You love you more and more.
To trust you more and more.
I got marching orders
to love you more and more

Verse II:
I was hunting wolves in my spare time.
My aim was skewed.
Tourbus targets nowhere but headlines.
Gunning for you ‘cause

Chorus II:
You love you more and more.
You trust you more and more.
Feel panic disorder
to love you more and more

Bridge I:
Your legs are nice but your four eyes subscribe to lies.

Chorus III and Bridge II:
You see Moscow cross the room
Pig tales on button spells doom.

Chorus IV and Outtro Vamp:
You love you more and more.
Trust you more and more.
You love you.
And you love you, too.
Track Name: The Last Time I Ask For It(Give It To Me)
Last Time I Ask For It (Give It To Me)

Verse I:
And her fell
and broke her jaw.
She refused
the ambulance
Granny’s blood
in geritol.
And her fell
And broke her brain
She refused
to feel the pain.
Can’t afford
chains novacaine.

Chorus I:
Give it to me. (the last time I ask for it)
Give it to me. (the next time I’m taking it)
Give it to me. (the last time I ask for it)
Give it to me. (the next time I’m taking it)

Verse II:
And her rebelled and failed
the coup detat.
Seduced by
gun laws at the mall.
And her lost
house on the hill.
introduced
the sin ate bills,
childrens farms and suits that kill.

Chorus II, Chorus III, Chorus IV:

Verse III:
And her rebelled

Can’t breathe your air.
Don’t have health care.

Chorus V, Bridge and Outtro:

You can only march so long
‘fore the media moves on.
Cameras darken at the eye.
Tell the truth then outright lie.
Idle worship on the Right.
Left the check in the field.
I.O.U. say good night
planned to stimulate your ills.
Track Name: Print Money
Print Money

Print money. Print money.
Never pay back you.
Print money. Print money.
That’s the dollar rule.
Print money. Print money.
Economic plan.
Print money. Print money.
Golden fiat scam.
Print money. Print money.
What’s the currency?
Print money. Print money.
Cost of Chinese tea.
Yeah.
Track Name: PMS Junkie
PMS Junkie

Verse I:
PMS Junkie,
I smell your bra as it burns. (I feel it)
Your breasts are swelling
aroused by raging hormones.
PMS Junkie,
join me in a joyous song. (Joyous song?)

How are we feeling? (How are we feeling?)
Feminine gone down with the cause?
How are we feeling (How are we feeling?)
making love while speaking in tongues?
(How are we feeling?)

Chorus I:
Bill me.
Feel me.
Live me. (How are we feeling?)
Kill me. (How are we feeling?)
Heal me. (How are we feeling?)
Shield me. (How are we feeling?)
Real me. (How are we feeling?)
Love me.

Don’t be angry.
You don’t have to eat it.
PMS!
Don’t be angry.
You know you don’t mean it.
Junkie! (junkie)
We’ll taste lovely after dinner. (How are we feeling?)
Don’t be angry. (junkie)
Don’t be angry.
Track Name: Lavender Machine Gun
Lavender Machine Gun

Chorus I:
Lavender.
Lavender machine gun.
Decorate
the trenches with you.
Lavender machine gun.

Verse I:
I can’t marry
but I can shoot.
If me homo me get the boot.
Keep it polished down below
Pass the pistol
strike a pose.

Chorus II:
Lavender.
Lavender machine gun.
Decorate
the trenches with you.
Pinko
Marines are in fashion.
Lavender machine gun.

Verse II:
Bless your purple
purple heart
Old Navy special…special ops
eration. Irrationale.
Not wearing pumps
in the field.
In fatigues
in no ways tired.
Born this way
Stepping cross the front line.

Chorus III and Outtro:
Track Name: Mughs Don't Love You 'Cause You Vote
Mughs Don’t Love You Cause You Vote

Verse I:
I be the one who has no answers.
I be the one dictate the rules.
I be the one whose pause is pregnant.
I be the one shoe red and blue.
You be the one who has bewitched me.
I bargained my soul for tune and fork…seen?

Chorus I:
Cast a spell.
Raise some dough.
Who’s for sale we all know
Gilded smile
ain’t fo sho
Mughs don’t love you ‘cause you vote.

Verse II:
If you want it
Nomi need it
All you got to do is bag tea.
(Spend it, lend it, give it all away)
Thank you all for your vote!
If I flaunt it
You believe it.
All I have to do is say please.
(Borrow, save it, China’s USA.)
Thank you all for your vote!

Chorus II:
Cast a spell.
Raise some dough.
Who’s for sale we all know.
Immigrants get the joke.

Cast a spell
in escrow
Too big to fail and so it goes.
Sorry that you foreclosed.

(Come Here!)
Bottomline in doubt.
(We want you!)
Bail the bankers bail them out.

Super super delegates?
I just don’t get it.
Makes no makes no makes no difference
who it is we pick.

Popular popular candidate.
Can a date be damned?
In the lobby lobbyists
finance your campaign.

If I cuss and cuss there’s still
no tax benefit.
Pay the pay the mortgages
before they’re forfeit.

If I go down go down South
it would be a trip.
In the public public eye
all’s fair in politics.
Track Name: She Don't Recognize Me No More
She Don’t Recognize Me No More

When I come home
she’ll lay next to me
but she won’t even notice that I’m gone.
When I come home
she’ll take my hand
but she won’t even notice she’s alone.

There’s a girl in the back and she’s crying.
There’s a girl in the back and she’s lying.

She don’t recognize me no more.
She’s don’t even notice me no more.

There’s a girl in the back and she’s resting.
There’s a girl in the back and she’s testing me.
‘Cause she’s heard the writing on the wall.
Each letter from the hole said it all.

She’s don’t recognize me.

There’s a girl in the back and she waiting.
There’s a girl in the back and she’s praying
‘cause I been to war.
‘Cause I been to war.

See, she was just 3 years old when I went to war.
And it’s been 3 years since she’s seen me.
She don’t recognize me no more.
She don’t recognize me.
She don’t recognize me no more.
Track Name: Gag Reflex
Gag Reflex

Bathing in my underwear.
Thought waterboarding was surfing.
Holding my breath to Gershwin.
Gag reflex.
Catch a curl.
Inhale. Drown.
Inhale. Drown.
Awash in my own little hell.
I wash in my own little hail.
Track Name: Two Fisted God
Two Fisted God

Verse I:
I saw your face in a porno magazine.
You were Jesus in drag
rolling 'round in bleaching cream.
One gloved hand on the Bible
IRS was in the scene.
Auditing plans for an ark
rain fell down like afrosheen.

Know it's hard to believe
that they won't accept you.
Crossover keys to the Inn
you swallowed to be abused.

Chorus I:
I feel so great. What about you?

Verse II:
I saw your face in a village sushi bar.
You had turned down the lights
Just to hide the surgeon’s scars.
Reverse trip cross the moon
washed all mascara away.
Messianic positions
the special of the day.

Know it's hard to believe.
The sashimi is proof.
That this Mister Geisha girl
was vitoligian in review

Chorus II:
I feel so great. What about you? (4 times)
(Two Fisted God want some mo! (2 times))

Bridge
Chorus III and Guitar Solo:
Two Fisted God want some mo! (4 times)

Bridge:
Hey, Yo!

Extended Outtro:
You’d better
sacrifice your personal life.
It will love you long long time.
The nose knew
then it fell off.
Continued to grow
career went South.
Love in retrospect
is love too late.
I feel so great.
Two Fisted God want some mo.
Feel so great what about you?
Two Fisted God wants some mo.
Feel so great what about you?
Two Fisted God wants some mo.
Feel so great what about you?
Two Fisted God hits you hard
if you need it one more time.