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Bathhouse Kill Squad

by Bathhouse Kill Squad

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1.
Scream 02:09
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Won’t do it anymore Do it yourself You hate the world Then fucking yell Blow up Be yourself Man up No one else Don’t keep it in Just let it free Just fucking Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Build it up Hurts inside So damn bad Don’t abide Be the best That you can be Feel free To be free Blow up Be yourself Man up No one else Don’t keep it in Just let it free Just fucking Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Won’t do it anymore Do it yourself You say you hate the world but you won’t fucking yell Blow up Be yourself Man up No one else Don’t keep it in Just let it free Just fucking Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream Scream
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Schizo Babe 01:55
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You know she wild when she turn me on Threw out my pills, long gone So blurry, so cute From her hair down to her boots Doctors scare her away Where’s my Schizophrenic babe Doctors scare her away Where’s my Schizophrenic babe Oh don’t go away My, my, Schizophrenic babe Oh don’t go away My, my, Schizophrenic babe Lookin like those cartoon girls Those curves, those curls Real women just can’t compete My schizophrenic babe got them beat Doctors scare her away Where’s my Schizophrenic babe Doctors scare her away Where’s my Schizophrenic babe Oh don’t go away My, my, Schizophrenic babe Oh don’t go away My, my, Schizophrenic babe Ohhhh Ohhhhhh I see your face in my sock, in my napkin, in my rag They say she’s not even real They’ll never know the way I feel I want her to have my spawn I bought her pussy on Amazon Doctors scare her away Where’s my Schizophrenic babe Doctors scare her away Where’s my Schizophrenic babe Oh don’t go away My, my, Schizophrenic babe Don’t go away My, my, Schizophrenic baby
3.
Bigfoot Baby 01:23
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Shut the fuck up Close your mouth Don’t want you here Fucking get up, get out Snoring Screaming Banging Crashing Snoring Screaming Banging Crashing Can’t hear my thoughts Over your bullshit Give you sleeping pills Overdose on it Snoring Screaming Banging Crashing Snoring Screaming Banging Crashing Who gave birth to you I’ll fucking kill them Son of Bigfoot It's god damn 4am Gonna choke you, until your neck snaps Then fucking maybe I can get a goddamn nap Snoring Screaming Banging Crashing Snoring Screaming Banging Crashing
4.
Away in a Haze 01:52
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A prison, rolled up and bind You say it makes you happy But you seem so dead inside Away in Haze Away in a haze Who the fuck are you Away in a haze You’re locked in your room You shiver and shake You’re cravings so strong You can’t take a break Away in a haze Away in a haze You fried your brain Away in a haze You’re begging, pleading You can’t take a break You’re so helpless For goodness sake! Away in a haze Away in a haze Where’s my friend Away in the haze Put the grass down Go outside Find yourself Don’t victimize Away in a haze Away in a haze There goes my friend Away in the haze Away in a haze Away in a haze
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Pretty Stiff 03:43
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Wrapped in your velvet red dress You’re so pretty, girl, you’re not like the rest Take my hand, and walk with me Got you a present, just come and see A hammer to the back of the head Oh baby you look better off dead The colors gone from those rosy lips Blood drained, brain caved, cum stained Always wanted to see the inside So fucking beautiful I goddamn cried It feels so much better cold It’s a pleasure that can’t get old Hey honey saw you walk on by Come on sweetie, now don’t be shy I’ll treat you just like a queen Always sweet baby, never mean A knife to the back of the head Oh baby you look better off dead The light’s gone from those eyes Blood drained, brain caved, cum stained You’ve got such pretty insides So fucking beautiful I goddamn cried It feels so much better cold It's a pleasure that can’t be sold Prettier, stiff! Prettier, stiff! Prettier, stiff! Prettier, stiff! Got me, stiff! Prettier, stiff! Prettier, stiff! Prettier, stiff! Oh, honey, I think you’re the one After this, I think I’ll be done Embrace my lovin’ arms I promise doll, I mean no harm A break to the back of the head You’re a fucking masterpiece dead The warmth gone from the smooth skin Blood drained, brain caved, cum stained You’ve got such perfect insides So fucking beautiful I fucking cried It tastes so much better fresh And we come together, Combined flesh! Combined flesh! *creepy cannibal ranting*
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Knocked Down 02:45
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Always put down Always pushed around I’m fighting all the time Boxing shadows of my mind Why is it always me? Why does it have to be? Always out of place Just wanna find my space Knock me down but I’m getting up You knock me down but I’m getting up Knock me down but I’m getting up I’ll always get up I’ll always get up I’ll always get up Knock me down but I’m getting up Knock me down but I’m getting up Knock me down but I’m getting up I’ll always get up I’ll always get up I’ll always get up On the outside All the time Always alone Outdoors and in my home And still, I try But I ask myself why To find a place to belong To prove everyone wrong Knock me down but I’m getting up Knock me down but I’m getting up Knock me down but I’m getting up I’ll always get up I’ll always get up I’ll always get up Knock me down but I’m getting up Knock me down but I’m getting up Knock me down but I’m getting up I’ll always get up I’ll always get up I’ll always get up I idolize the past Wanna be just like Darby Crash I cannot fit the mold I go and make my own Do I even fit a scene Or is it only me But I will make my way Make my own fucking Salad Days Knock me down but I’m getting up Knock me down but I’m getting up Knock me down but I’m getting up I’ll always get up I’ll always get up I’ll always get up You knock me down but I’m getting up You knock me down but I’m getting up You knock me down but I’m getting up Cause I’ll always get up I’ll always get up I’ll always get up
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Softboi 03:03
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*Audio sample "SHORT man ANGRY at bagel shop"* “Why is it okay for women to say ‘Oh you’re 5 feet?’ on dating sites? We should be dead? That’s okay?” Stacy I’m outside I got a box of chocolates for you I know you didn’t give me your address But Its alright I figured it out Can I um… See your tits? I held the door for you Why won’t you love me too? I helped you with your fractions Let me get some satisfaction Why do you ignore my calls? Bitch, suck my balls I love the way you speak Let me fuckin smash those cheeks I sent you those pictures of my dick on accident I mean was just taking the pictures cuz I wanted to see how it looked but I accidentally hit send I didn’t mean it Unless you want m- Oh okay never mind, alright I’m sorry I’ll see you tomorrow *sniff* dammit Defend you from those trolls So let me see those holes Just wanna hold your hand Wanna execute your man You only want him cause he’s six-foot-one But I’ve got a fucking gun Donated to your stream Now let me see you cream Isn’t it awful how men only think about sex? That’s disgusting I would never do that to a girl I’m not like those other guys Hey, can I um… Can I see your boobies? It's just a trust thing, ya know? Why did you ghost me? I bet you’re fucking roastie Oh god I implore Let me fuck you whore I’m a real nice guy So why can’t I creampie? Chad can’t love you right I’ll kill him in a fight I don’t understand Why don’t you like me? You just want those disgusting fucking Chads, huh? Is it cause I’m five-foot-four? My mommy thinks I’m beautiful Listen, you’re biologically made to serve me And you better be a good fucking cook or I’m gonna beat your ass Okay? I mean that’s just the reality Listen I’m not like the rest of those brain-dead NPC’s You know, I’m different I’m special Yeah, you wanna go back to my place and watch some Tarantino movies? Pretty underrated guy I made you a poem Then I followed you home I’ll charm you with my wit So I can fucking see that clit I made you breakfast in bed I want you fucking dead And I know its fate Or else I’ll mutilate I just wanna know what a vagina looks like I’m gonna go back to r9K
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Discount Killer 02:21
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On the streets, they don’t know my name A freelance killer with a fucked up brain Kill for cash, the money’s not great Who would’ve guessed that this would be my fate The Junkies, their dealers, pregnant whores Not dignified targets, it’s more like chores Not poetic, not deep, just d-d-dirty, so sad But I got no other skills so I can’t be mad The off-brand version of a real hitman I’m a discount killer! The off-brand version of a real hitman I’m a discount killer! The off-brand version of a real hitman I’m a discount killer! My price is low And coupons a plenty Don’t remember most jobs ‘cause I’ve killed so many I’ll take any job I need the money Fed a cop to a pig, client said “that’s not funny” Not mob, not gang, not cartel either I’m just your friendly neighborhood street equalizer Discount killer! The off-brand version of a real hitman I’m a discount killer! The off-brand version of a real hitman I’m a discount killer! The off-brand version of a real hitman Discount killer! I’d be somebody else I just wanted to be successful Go to culinary art school or something I wanted to be somebody else But now I’ve fucked myself A career that goes nowhere But I’m not a bad guy I swear I just do what needs to be done It’s just business, it’s not for fun Lord knows I wished I’d change But he gave up on me anyway So I’ll cut the shit Where’s the fucking hit? I’m a discount killer The off-brand version of a real hitman I’m a discount killer The off-brand version of a real hitman Discount killer The off-brand version of a real hitman I’m a discount killer!
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Ghosts of the Midwest 02:36
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Skyscrapers in the distance With the slums to the side All the old, poor sad people Still alive! … dead inside Is it okay? Is it okay? Ghosts of the Midwest Come alive today Abandoned buildings With abandonment towns Seems like the whole land is just one giant Mental breakdown Is it okay? Is it okay? When no ones looking Lets start today Is it, okay? Lets just start, our own way A new way, for those who stay Make it ours, make it great Cold kills the homeless And the kids die young People keep leaving Soon there’ll be none Piled up ashtrays And falling out hairs Are you gonna stand for this? Are you going to wallow in despair? Are you gonna go out there? Go out and repair No one sees us Let us seize this Make our own way Here! Now! Here! Now! Here! Now

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released August 26, 2022

Frankie Scinto: vocals
Chase Harrington: guitar, vocal recording, mastering
Brett “Betsy” Samuelson: bass
Julian Bragg: drums

Trevor Panten: recording, mixing

Sage Kossman (thebeantoes): album art

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Bathhouse Kill Squad Milwaukee, Wisconsin

weird, stupid and gross punk out of milwaukee

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