Baby Teeth

by Motherhood

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Recorded at Monopolized in Saint John, New Brunswick.
Produced by Motherhood
Mixed by Corey Bonnevie
Mastered by Bova Sound (Ottawa)
Released June 10th, 2016.

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released June 10, 2016

Motherhood is:
Brydon Crain (guitar, vox)
Adam Sipkema (percussion, vox)
Penelope Stevens (bass, organ, synth, vox)

Additional help from:
Corey Bonnevie (guitar, vox, space echo)
Geoff Smith (vox)
Owen Steel (vox)

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Track Name: Greed
These darn fool barnyard rules put people in barstools
get equal parts packed, stacked up neat in the parcels
get snatched in the streets by the creeps by the armful
by hook or by crooked claw, I'll get the yarn pulled
I'll get the farm, better bet that I'm harmful
better set that alarm too, better yet, get the farm moved
oh geez
heck or high seas
unrest of unease
by death or disease
I'm telling you
ouhhhhhhhhh
greed
Track Name: No Please
That's the last time I get chastised,
I get chastised, by the backline,
by the backline, of a bad fight
(baby, teeth)
I'm the last guy you wanna side-eye,
you wanna side-eye, I got a fast knife,
I got a fast knife, you'll get a past life
(baby, teeth)
I don't need no loose ends tied,
I drive right by these loose-lipped guys,
I'm still ruthless, little Tommy Two-Fists,
I still bleed that Moosehead Dry.
Track Name: Twosies
I drive on cracks in caddies when I'm down in Cincinnati,
And I'm badder than your daddy and his laddy's wincing at me,
And I'm madder since he had me pinched and battered by the paddies,
Plastered? Please! They had to be!
These bastards smacked me hat to feet,
and back to teeth,
and laughed and teased,
I clenched my fist,
I aim to please
(that's it! i went batshit! fantastic!)
I gave 'em twosies ruthlessly
I prove so true and choosy,
made them mangy toothless bruised
rats
They hate it when I do that
I hate it too but ain't it entertainment and the truth
that, if I remained restrained they'd pay the same plus one or two back
(not if I can help it, hellbent, selfish)
Track Name: "Sayin?"
I'll probably feel like I'm dying 'till the day that I do,
And on the day that I do,
I'm gonna blame it on you
Like a shame I've been slain, I've been played like a flute
But you're going to pay for the way you betrayed me, though

In a partially picked apart, pitch-dark apartment,
I picked up my pride from the parched prince of darkness,
I poured the Alpine in a pint glass,
I swore I'd be righteous,
Like just past politeness is the place where the price is
Whatcha sayin' when the night ends?
So whatcha sayin' when the night ends?
Track Name: Tommy Two-Fists
Heard about a place in town,
Great steak plus a a dollar twenty-eight per round
And all you can eat, just can't be beat
Eat your own words and the meal comes free!
So I took a walk on down,
Ate like a cow till the sun came out
Screamed like an ape if they touched my plate
Spent the whole next day at the damn buffet

I don't need no loose ends tied,
I drive right by these loose-lipped guys,
I'm still ruthless little Tommy Two-Fists,
I still bleed that Moosehead Dry