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Brownwall
By BrownwallMusic
Brownwall episodes
- Folding MoneyI’m out here walking ramrod straightI’m out here looking for some folding moneyDig deep in your pocket for meGot my eye on the crowdFolding money, SonnyDirty in my handFind out how far we all can goWe’re on the pathway to the greatestThe power of two multiplied by me and youDig deep in your pocket for meGot my eye on the crowdFolding money, SonnyDirty in my handFind out how far we all can goI’m still here walking ramrod straightI’m out here looking for all your folding moneyDig deep in your pocket for meGot my eye on the crowdFolding money, SonnyDirty in my handFind out how far we all can goYou have to pull your weight in thisMembership has so many privileges, Oh!John Makarewicz - DrumsMicah Robinson - Backing VocalsStephen Murphy - Guitar, BassMatt Townson - GuitarNick Nunziata- Vocals4 min
- Jinp Reveals HimselfJinp reveals himself to the poorJinp reveals himself to priestsJinp reveals himself to wild dogsJinp reveals he has nothing but respect for the beings who didn’t land here from his planetHe walks over ponds and rocks on his way to prove a pointUngh! is what the cattle prod elicitsUngh! Is the sound of repercussionUngh! Is just what the doctor orderedJinp reveals himself at the mallJinp reveals himself on the internetJinp reveals he has nothing but respect for the beings who didn’t land here from his planetUngh! is what the cattle prod elicitsUngh! Is the sound of repercussionUngh! Is just what the doctor orderedAll my life I wanted to meet someone from way up thereI have to say I’d like a little more substanceYou get what you get I guessStephen Murphy - Guitar, BassNick Nunziata - Drums, Guitar, Vocals3 min
- Lunch With The Craggy OneAs the walls melt down I watch him awakenPhosphorus coat shaking off the sleepThe Craggy One is wholeBut his lair is overgrown with the vileAs we’re eating lunch with the craggy oneSomeone else is pressure washing his caveThe derring do and sleight of hand we crushJust to make him leave his pile of bonesAs the food is served we hear drains get filledAs we’re eating lunch with the craggy oneSomeone else is pressure washing his caveThe derring do and sleight of hand we crushJust to make him leave his pile of bonesFor his cage is all gristle and bone and fraternity rings and all the things that will tie us to his previous meals his cattle and vealI don’t want to go down like thatI don’t want to go downAs we’re eating lunch with the craggy oneSomeone else is pressure washing his caveOh how many more times will this goStephen Murphy - Guitar, BassNick Nunziata - Drums, Guitar, Vocals3 min
- Cleaning the Glacier JerkI'm sleeping richI wake up homelessI close my eyesTo see the other sideAgainI drift through wavesI see him riseSo grim and dirtyThrough these eyesCleaning all my messesThe one we dug upThe Glacier JerkWalks freeFirstI drift through wavesI see him riseSo grim and dirtyThrough these eyesIt's time to clean himClean himClean himClean himThe Glacier JerkHe's so foulHe's so foulIt's time to clean himClean himClean himClean himNick Nunziata - Drums, Guitar, VocalsStephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals3 min
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- The Day Mogget Went TurboWeighed down on the sideHome is so far away for himHis skull is tough but his legs are so very weakHe sipped from the pondHis fur went blondeAnd his eyes went grayEverything changedHis body moved like stoneUntil...The day Mogget went turboMuscle formed on the sideHe sipped from the pondHis fur went blondeAnd his eyes went grayEverything changedHis body moved like stoneUntil...The day Mogget went turboWe were only supposed to guard himNow he's an electric critterTurbochargedLiving largeHe's gotta choose to save or kill the worldNick Nunziata - Drums, Guitar, VocalsStephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass3 min
- Dig Your Heels InShare your soulMine is lostEverything you do makes me feelI dig your use of wordsI dig your poker faceI dig your resistanceAs you dig your heels inI didn't know deep you could goDense just like honeycombWisdom can lead to loveSave my daysI’ve got no more skin to giveThe way you breatheThe backbeat to my dreamsI learn slowlyBut I never forgetI’ll bleed for the memoryI dig your use of wordsI dig your poker faceI dig your resistanceAs you dig your heels inI didn't know deep you could goDense just like honeycombWisdom can lead to loveEverything I am is in your handsAll my discrepanciesAll my fortunesI’ll stay in lineI’ll never leave youI’ll never leave youI dig your use of wordsI dig your poker faceI dig your resistanceAs you dig your heels inI didn't know deep you could goDense just like honeycombWisdom can lead to loveYour time is now my timeYour time is now my timeYour time is now my timeYour time is now my timeJohn Makarewicz - Drums, GuitarMatt Townson - GuitarNick Nunziata - Guitar, VocalsStephen Murphy - Bass4 min
- The Coins of MurphFly away with the coins of MurphIt’s a solid business planSince the beginningHe’s been savingAll those hard earned creditsSpace money so good for everythingI know you want itThey will bury youWith or without itHe’s always dreamingNever leavingHe’s always dreamingNever leavingSpace money so good for everythingI know you want itThey will bury youWith or without itHe’s always dreamingNever leavingHe’s always dreamingNever leavingHyperspace extend the expanseGot to put in more distanceBetween us and themHeaven sentAll his payolaStephen Murphy - Drums, GuitarNick Nunziata - Guitar, Bass, Vocals4 min
- Galactic DebtSlowly downlineCaressing starsSpent my moneySomething specialIn my mind's eyeOverflowingIn this real worldI'm drowningSpinning my life away on SaturdayComets go by frivolouslyThey don't know the wayGalactic debtPayday's so far awayI see your platinum sheenIt has a pullWhittling my little timeDwindlingYou leave this world cleanLight goes deepI wait at my terminalYour call in my headSpinning my life away on SaturdayComets go by frivolouslyThey don't know the wayGalactic debtPayday's so far awayStephen Murphy - Drums, Bass, Guitar, Backing VocalsNick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals3 min
- The Cosmic BumpStanding in the remains of the local fireAll this time I thought I'd be the oneBurned and left for dead and smolderingBut now I stare at your robot skullI hear the sirens raisingNow you come to take meTake me home little oneThe Cosmic Bump is onTake me home little oneThe Cosmic Bump stutter stepTake me home little oneThe Cosmic Bump is onTake me home little oneI hear the sirens fadingI'm on my wayShooting through emptiness that I loveWith the remains of my favorite youAll the riches that we've obtained intactIn this starship fueled by the secret fuelTake me home little oneThe Cosmic Bump is onTake me home little oneThe Cosmic Bump stutter stepTake me home little oneThe Cosmic Bump is onTake me home little oneNick Nunziata - Guitar, VocalsStephen Murphy - Drums, Bass, Backing Vocals4 min
About Brownwall
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We make music for our own sanity. Whatever mood strikes. Whomever from the circle is available. For over two decades. Cheapest therapy in the world. We hope you find some joy in it too.