GAZMO, by GAZMO

GAZMO

by GAZMO

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1.	whole lotta nada 03:43	lyrics	buy track
Hey buddy, I’m not lookin’ to fight I’m just lookin’ for some lovin’ Don’t you know I wanna feel right? Little lady, well I’ve seen you before Are you lookin’ for some lovin’? I wanna see you on your all-fours Well, I don’t gotta go, but maybe I oughtta I’ve gotta. . .whole lotta nada A whole lotta nada A whole lotta nada There’s Sexy Sue in her thigh high heels If she’d ever love me then I’d know how lovin’ her feels Greedy Gretchen with her britches so tight If she’d ever love me I’d be drownin’ in sweet delight Well, I don’t gotta go, but maybe I oughtta I’ve gotta. . .whole lotta nada A whole lotta nada A whole lotta nada Hey buddy can you lend me a dime I need to make a phone call ‘cause I’m runnin’ out of high times Little lady can you buy me a drink? I ain’t lookin’ for no lovin’ Yeah I know I kinda still stink Well, I don’t gotta go, but maybe I oughtta I’ve gotta. . .whole lotta nada A whole lotta nada A whole lotta nada I
2.	not before i'm paid 04:33	lyrics	buy track
two nostrils full and a jigger of Jack hittin’ the road, ain’t got time for the lack got ten teeth of gold and a whole roll of slack you comin’ with me ‘cause I ain’t comin’ back I ain’t comin’ back getting’ high out on the highway ain’t gonna die, not before I’m paid in and out of your hot county seat some of those seats are just too sweet to eat run down a pig ‘cause we’re needin’ the meat roll up dessert in an onion skin sheet onion skin sheet! getting’ high out on the highway ain’t gonna die, not before I’m paid you hold the wheel while I chop up a line there’s no slowin’ down, ‘cause it’s speedin’ up time a swig of tequila, some salt and some lime you give me the reason, I give you the rhyme yeah I give you the rhyme getting’ high out on the highway ain’t gonna die, not before I’m paid no, not before I’m paid. not before I’m paid
3.	riffin' easy 03:59	lyrics	buy track
No nothing in the world gonna save my soul, pull me outta the hole not like my rock n roll! No nothing in this world, nothing up above gonna fill me with love not like my rock n roll! No nothing ihis world, is both right and wrong gonna ding my dong now with my rock n roll! Now I'm riffin' easy (rock me in the morn') Now I'm riffin' easy (rock me in the night) Supersonic Ritual (Bitchual) Rock n Roll is Real! No nothing in this world fills me up with delight Knocks me outta sight, not like my rock n roll! No nothing in this world, this world wide and whole gonna fill up my bowl now with my rock n roll Nobody in the tub leave no hair on the soap smoke me outta my dope, only my rock n roll! Now I'm riffin' easy (rock me in the morn') Now I'm riffin' easy (rock me thorugh the night) Supersonic Ritual (Bitchual) Rock n Roll is Real! La la la la la la la etc. No there's nothing in this world nothing in this whole wide world gonna fill up my hole like my rock n roll. No there's nothing in this world nothing in this whole wide world gonna fill up my soul like my rock n roll.
4.	beach party 04:46	lyrics	buy track
all of the booze is gone and the full moon’s low soon a new day will dawn over the undertow the coals are smoldering and the band’s gone home my sweetest little thing well, she’s out on loan later days, better lays the beach party’s over the beach party’s over the beach party’s over the beach party’s over my head’s with the driftwood to stay I’ve got to choose I’d do it if I could too much sand in my shoes upon the warm sea breeze this corrosion gloats upon the breezy seas my empty rowboat floats later days, better lays the beach party’s over the beach party’s over the beach party’s over beach party
5.	the way you wink 04:35	lyrics	buy track
It drives me insane the way you scream my name You'll show no shame, baby, tonight. Like a twist of cain raging through my brain everytime you try to change my mind Babe the way you wink melts the ice in my drink makes a steam ship sink. Desire takes you to the brink Melts the little ol' pink Makes a young girl stink. It irks my craw the way you howl and ball I don't believe you'll take a bite tonight Forced to crawl down a long lost hall towards the bleakest black and white Babe, the way you stink melts the ice in my drink takes you to the brink I love both brown and pink Think you spilled your stink I love the way you wink Babe the way you stink takes me to the brink I think I need a drink I love both brown and pink Yeah, I rule your sink I love the way you wink Desire takes me to the brink melts the ice in my drink I love the way you stink Desire led me to the brink Melts the ice in my drink.
6.	forgettable face 05:26	lyrics	buy track
Well, I’m coming in last in the human race running around just ain’t my thing I know that I’ve got a forgettable face slapping my cheek I still feel the sting For years I’ve been lost in your outer space spiraling around like a bird with one wing. For everything there is a time and a place thumping the crown off a cowardly king How easy it is for time to efface the featureless blur of a forgettable face I’ve worn my fingers way down past the bone playing each day from can ‘til cain’t. I’d hate to know how much money I’ve blown blurring lines ‘tween sinner & saint Now I ain’t got the change to dial a tone a forgettable face, my only complaint It’s so easy to leave me alone. I'm feeling so low, from my tan to my taint. How easy it is for time to efface the featureless blur of a forgettable face O’re crags, through fields and mountains of pills crawling all night to get to you From the Bay of Pigs to the coast of Brazil rowing across this vast ocean blue This lifetime of mine has all been uphill bad times a plenty, and my pleasures are few Remember my face, I don’t think you will sipping your drink in a room with a view How easy it is for time to efface the featureless blur of a forgettable face
7.	we gone do 04:02	lyrics	buy track
In the park, after dark Gonna take my clothes off, baby Gonna meet you by the daisies Gonna take your mind off "maybe" I'm gonna treat you like a lady. Working up a froth, gonna get you off The dust from a moth will thicken up the gravy. Behind the dance hall We'll have ourselves a ball Gonna take your clothes off baby Don't you worry 'cause it's shady Gonna take your mind off "maybe" Gonna treat you like a lady Gonna get you high, flying through your skies The heat between your thighs will fuel the fires of Hades. Yeah! We gone do what we gone do We gone do what we gone do We gone do what we gone do Gonna get you high, flying through your skies The heat between your thighs will fuel the fires of Hades. Yeah! We gone do what we gone do We gone do what we gone do We gone do what we gone do
8.	sing sang sung 03:35	lyrics	buy track
And one by one the little flowers fall And are ruffled right there under my feet Feet and flower soon they smell so sour You know that everything’s just rotten meat And two by two the little lovers part And are remembered as another day lost On love and loss there could grow a moss Just as anything preserved under frost And three by three the little loaves go stale And are tilled back into fields of wheat So many loaves and so I duly suppose Now that everything’s just bound to repeat, yeah! And the sing sang sung Yeah and the sing sang sung! And four by four corpse love on the cart Sweet little lies and a dirty deed done Where the corpse lies, there swarm the flies The sun is setting where the some had fun And five by five these ghastly silver angels Flap down to tell me where I’ve wronged But at this angle I can’t get untangled So I am left behind singing these songs And six by six my teeth are falling out They break like plaster; there is dust on my tongue A tooth to dust just like a nail to rust The sun is setting where the sing sang sung Yeah, and the sing sang sung the sun is setting where the sing sang sung the sun is setting where the sing sang sung the sun is setting where the sing sang sung
9.	goin' down 04:11	lyrics	buy track
I’m goin' down, lil’ mama and I’ll be gone a long, long time I’m goin' down, lil’ mama and I’ll be gone a long, long time gonna do this lil’ thing to you, baby that'll make your bile turn to chime! I’m goin' down sugar baby I know just what to do while I’m there. I’m goin' down, lil' mama Ain’t got the time to stop or stare I’ve got to finish up my business Before I come up for air Well, I’ve got this fine, fine feeling I’ll be goin' down all night long Yeah, I’ve got this fine, fine feeling I’ll be goin' down all night long Don’t you worry about me, mama Goin' down’s where I belong Well, I’m going down to the devil Demons prancin’ on my roof I’m going down to the devil Her legions cavin’ inmy roof I'm goin' down so slow n easy I'm goin' down on the . . . .devil’s hoof
10.	in space too long 04:30	lyrics	buy track
Riding it onward, face in the wind I try to be stronger, don’t break now I bend I hold it in longer, in space with a friend Yeah, I said I hold it in longer, in space with a friend But now it’s all gone wrong We’ve been in space too long We’ve been in space too long Having a high time, soar through thick and thin This day has been so kind, in space with a friend No greater the behind, lesser the bitter end I say, no greater the behind, lesser the bitter end But now it’s all gone wrong We’ve been in space to long We’ve been in space to long Sink into new day, wash off all the wrong This feeling just can’t stay, ain’t one that stays long But if I had my say, I’d say it sung in song I'm saying if I had my say, I’d say it sung in song But now it’s all gone wrong We’ve been in space too long It seems it's all gone wrong. Been in space too long!
11.	growler! 04:28	lyrics	buy track
GROWLER! GROWLER! GROWLER!

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GAZMO's self-titled album was recorded during the Plague of 2020 and mixed between winter 2021 and spring 2022. All songs recorded at The Lurkum in Zipolite, Oaxaca. Engineered by Derek Joe Brockett and Irving Santiago. Mixed by DJB. All songs (c) 2022 GROWLER MUSIC

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released July 9, 2022

Derek Joe Brockett - voice & guitars
Zand Vargas - bass guitars
Irving Santiago - drums & percussion

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GAZMO Oaxaca, Mexico

the only dystopian hard rock power trio from the coast of oaxaca, mexico.

derek joe brockett- guitar & vocals

zand vargas- bass

irving santiago- drums