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"Loose" available now: http://hyperurl.co/BAS-Loose https://backalleysound.com/ ITUNES: http://hyperurl.co/BAS-Loose/itunes APPLE MUSIC: http://hyperurl.co/BAS-Loose/applemusic SPOTIFY: http://hyperurl.co/BAS-Loose/spotify AMAZON: http://hyperurl.co/BAS-Loose/amazon Instagram:   / backalleysound   Facebook:   / backalleysoundmusic   Twitter:   / backalleysound   Soundcloud:   / backalleysound   Bandcamp: https://backalleysound.bandcamp.com/r... LYRICS: I was the archetype for “awkward at the shindig” Til I'd unbutton my lip, loop a riff, and go ballistic I'm Lou Ferrigno turning indigo by the first note of my setlist My conquests are live in concert, I kamikaze on a head-trip I'm in your local laceration relaxing like a basset hound Came out swinging, whole bar singing "The Boys are Back in Town" A gaggle of the saddest clowns and scalawags, that back alley sound Gets a fortune teller stoked, y’all need a telescope to track me down I kick up the stardust regardless of target markets or loss of yardage I map the uncharted barking my bars like articulate arson They beg my pardon; partially barbaric and possibly Martian Out here like a martyr and I'm just getting started [chorus] Shake a couple screws loose Don't know ‘bout you, but I'm feeling good Flipped the switch and shifted shapes, word of his wicked ways ricocheted The whispers say “it's lit”; I'm tripping dick, spitting triple plays Cerebral pins and needles, yinz need a pitchfork to pick his brain Cause wisdom is bittersweet when miscreant is your middle name Pray my temper fades, embers burn the spliffs on my dinner plate Wait a tick, consider it said and done and a big mistake Ain't it a bitch; take center stage like a prison break No one's seen him since, he's always in his head, she said I miss your face Then minutes later I wake up on the couch To a bummed cig and more vision than my shit figured out My timbers shivering where chivalry's getting kicked out the house Trail-blaze a mystery route to break the bank and make the misery count one time [chorus] Got an after midnight appetite, every morning I come back to life Just to take a whack at walking any path that I could actualize So nomadic, it's asinine; I need a casket to be past my prime And not haunted by the fact I should've had it figured out in like half the time I walk down Carson like I'm burning alive He looks like vermin in person, was it worth earning those stripes And all these street urchin sermons have been serving me right Turbulent words to the wise, surfing .wav files all night because My bottom dollar was too little too late I love gray skies, I'm brain dead as I break bread every doomsday Skipped due dates to spit on Doom beats, eat these words, how's the truth taste These emcees are like woo girls, I just unfurl and let the news break Oh I get it, y'all think cocaine can replace talent That that chain will change your palate, that all those ragers raise your prowess I backtrack to find a balance between the people and the palace Give it a decade, they'll be begging for my name on the mayor ballot [chorus]