Brownwall

Brownwall

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  • Belloq
    From 'Exploder' by The Lucky Nightsticks
    Belloq has chosen to be enemies
    Friends don't betray
    He ambushed us at the mouth of the cave
    Pilfered our idol
    For a man from gay Paris
    He's freaking cruel
    But it'll work in the end
    Oh Belloq why did you summon the Hovitos
    Oh Belloq why did you lock us in the Well of Souls
    Oh Belloq why did you partner with the Nazis
    Face explodes
    Belloq won't make it to the sequel
    Even though it's a prequel
    The price is paid up in blood
    Toht and Dietrich took the loss
    For a man from gay Paris
    He's not an ideal man
    But it'll work out in the end
    Oh Belloq why did you summon the Hovitos
    Oh Belloq why did you lock us in the Well of Souls
    Oh Belloq why did you partner with the Nazi's
    Face explodes
    Face explodes
    Face explodes
    Face explodes
    Face explodes
    Face explodes
    Face explodes
    Bellosh
    Nick Nunziata - Drums, Percussion, Vocals
    Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals
    Produced, Mixed, and Mastered at Brownwall Studios by Nick Nunziata
    3 min
  • When Chains Attack!
    From 'When Chains Attack!' by PKG
    Bloodstains across the wall
    Ending life with a wrecking ball
    Excess so wretched still
    Cleansing is impossible
    Turn the knob to ten
    Drown out the periphery
    Feeds the flames endlessly
    You can’t change it
    Inside the ground is swelling
    Reaching out for someone to let it take them in
    Cross the line you will feel
    When chains attack
    Inside the configuration
    Pieces lock to seal you up inside
    I’ll be there to watch you
    When chains attack
    Marrow exposed to open air
    Feeding the hunger from beyond
    Flayed laid and taken in
    Cleansing impossible
    Try hard to concentrate
    Shattering periphery
    Even if you want it to end
    You can’t change it
    Inside the ground is swelling
    Reaching out for someone to let it take them in
    Cross the line you will feel
    When chains attack
    Inside the configuration
    Pieces lock to seal you up inside
    I’ll be there to watch you
    When chains attack
    You can’t be reassembled
    When you’re scattered to the winds
    Fury and passion amalgamated
    Such is life among the skinned
    Inside the ground is swelling
    Reaching out for someone to let it take them in
    Cross the line you will feel
    When chains attack
    Inside the configuration
    Pieces lock to seal you up inside
    I’ll be there to watch you
    When chains attack
    Blood
    Water
    Bodies
    Slaughter
    Pain
    Release
    Bones
    Disease
    Skin so penetrable
    So dependable
    Like a razor
    A real hellraiser
    Inside the ground is swelling
    Reaching out for someone to let it take them in
    Cross the line you will feel
    When chains attack
    Inside the configuration
    Pieces lock to seal you up inside
    I’ll be there to watch you
    When chains attack
    John Makarewicz - Drums, Percussion
    Micah Robinson - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Bass, Vocals
    Stephen Murphy - Backing Vocals
    Produced, Mixed, and Mastered at Brownwall Studios by Nick Nunziata
    4 min
  • Lungren's Rules
    From 'The Cat Who Said Hello' by The Wizard's Keys
    I can't be the five o'clock shadow on the face of freedom
    Flew sixteen hours just to get my hair done
    I got no time for your nuclear bombs
    Dolph Dolph Dolph
    Magic hour's here at last
    Now we get to play by Lundgren's Rules
    Got my blocking
    Stunt double ready
    Now we get to play by Lundgren's Rules
    Kung Fu training and Shakespeare's chops makes me a super smoky man
    Rock hard abs and hard rock hands
    Wind me up and point towards the war
    War!
    Dolph Dolph Dolph
    Magic hour's here at last
    Now we get to play by Lundgren's Rules
    Got my blocking
    Stunt double ready
    Now we get to play by Lundgren's Rules
    Dolph Dolph Dolph Dolph
    Dolph Dolph Dolph Dolph
    Dolph Dolph Dolph Dolph
    Magic hour's here at last
    Now we get to play by Lundgren's Rules
    Got my blocking
    Stunt double ready
    Now we get to play by Lundgren's Rules
    Magic hour's here at last
    Now we get to play by Lundgren's Rules
    Got my blocking
    Stunt double ready
    Now we get to play by Lundgren's Rules
    Micah Robinson - Bass
    Nick Nunziata - Drums, Percussion, Vocals
    Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Produced, Mixed, and Mastered at Brownwall Studios by Nick Nunziata
    3 min
  • Sunset Ride
    From 'Laker 6' by The Lucky Nightsticks
    My eyes were a little dusty
    From the way you broke the news
    Waterfalls and caves had made me vulnerable
    My mind wasn't right to have to choose
    You said...
    Will you join me on this island
    Even when the ship casts back to sea
    I never thought I'd have to forage for the basic necessities
    I'd never thought I'd learn the face of the Moon
    When it smiles and judges my every move
    You said...
    Will you join me on this island
    Even when the ship casts back to sea
    Your sunset ride will be real
    Your sunset ride will be final
    This I promise my friend
    You'll always be my friend
    I remember the day your expression changed
    The warmth became something else
    The Sun bore witness to your newest face
    A different one from the one I knew
    And I said...
    I'm glad I joined you on this island
    You'll always be a part of me
    Your sunset ride will be real
    Your sunset ride will be final
    This I promise my friend
    You'll always be my friend
    John Makarewicz - Drums, Percussion
    Micah Robinson - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Nick Nunziata - Vocals
    Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals
    Produced, Mixed, and Mastered at Brownwall Studios by Nick Nunziata
    3 min
  • Perfect Misery
    From 'Levitator' by The Lucky Nightsticks
    You can't be the savior when I'm in need
    Always there to catch when I fell it seemed
    But how can I grow with your safety net beneath me
    How can I feel the cold hard ground and bleed
    It's hard to say no when you're facing me
    I need to stand uninhibited
    Let me enjoy a little perfect misery
    We'll be stronger when my scars heal
    I see your shadow just two steps behind
    Always making sure I never relived your pain
    But how I can I grow with your hand waiting to steady my path
    Just another sign that I am drenched in need
    I love you more than words and it's from the heart when I say
    Your help has gotten me this far that's for sure
    It's time for me prove your devotion was well spent
    I need to feel the cold hard ground and bleed
    It's hard to say no when you're facing me
    I need to stand uninhibited
    Let me enjoy a little perfect misery
    We'll be stronger when my scars heal
    You pick me up
    And you pick me up
    And you pick me up
    And you pick me up
    And then I fall down
    And then I fall down
    And then I fall down
    And then I fall down
    Forgetting what it is like to stand on my own two feet
    And I see you reach for me
    And I fall down
    And you pick me up
    And then I fall down
    And you pick me up
    It's hard to say no when you're facing me
    I need to stand uninhibited
    Let me enjoy a little perfect misery
    We'll be stronger when my scars heal
    You pick me up
    And you pick me up
    And you pick me up
    And you pick me up
    And then I fall down
    And then I fall down
    And then I fall down
    And then I fall down
    Forgetting what it is like to stand on my own two feet
    And I see you reach for me
    And I fall down
    And you pick me up
    And then I fall down
    And you pick me up
    John Makarewicz - Drums, Percussion
    Micah Robinson - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Nick Nunziata - Vocals
    Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals
    Produced, Mixed, and Mastered at Brownwall Studios by Nick Nunziata
    4 min
  • Mississippi Mind
    From 'Rotator', by The Lucky Nightsticks
    Be patient baby
    Be patient baby
    You're alive
    You're free
    You're a part of me
    Your Mississippi
    Mississippi mind
    You're moving too fast for me
    Mississippi (too fast is your mind)
    Mississippi mind (too fast for mine)
    Shine your light in faces
    It's the changing of the guard
    Take them to righteous places and burn them off
    Be patient baby
    You're wild
    You're insane
    So unsteady
    Your Mississippi
    Mississippi mind
    I know something is breaking
    Mississippi (breaking your heart)
    Mississippi mind (and that's just the start)
    Shine your light in faces
    It's the changing of the guard
    Take them to righteous places and burn them off
    Be patient baby
    Be patient baby
    You're alive
    You're free
    You're a part of me
    Your Mississippi
    Mississippi mind
    You're moving too fast for me
    Mississippi (too fast is your mind)
    Mississippi mind (too fast for mine)
    Shine your light in faces
    It's the changing of the guard
    Take them to righteous places and burn them off
    John Makarewicz - Drums, Percussion, Guitar
    Micah Robinson - Guitar
    Nick Nunziata - Bass, Vocals
    Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Produced, Mixed, and Mastered at Brownwall Studios by Nick Nunziata
    3 min
  • Wonder and Blindness
    From 'We Were Never Here' by The Killing Swarm
    I'm lost
    A forgotten man-thing
    Affordable
    Affable
    Laughable
    Expendable
    Sometimes I feel like I've been riding on this world
    Passenger at the beck and call of unthinking souls
    My instincts defined by fear and doubt
    My injuries defined by the fallout
    I welcome omens and bad portent
    I'm content to be
    The last in line
    Tiptoeing through it all
    I'm feeling fine
    Undersold and compromised
    With blinders on
    Let me be
    Let me be
    Alone
    A satellite in orbit
    Puncture proof in my bubble ship
    Benign and undisturbed
    Sometimes I feel out of pocket in this world
    Devoid of tools to let me change the course
    You'll reject me
    But intercept me
    Respect me
    Allow me to be free
    I don't want to be
    The last in line
    Tiptoeing through it all
    I'm feeling fine
    Undersold and compromised
    With blinders on
    Let me be
    The man I was born to pretend to be
    With your eyes closed
    There's no failure
    Only wonder
    And blindness
    Wonder and blindness
    Wonder and blindness
    John Makarewicz - Drums, Percussion, Guitar
    Micah Robinson - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Nick Nunziata - Vocals
    Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals
    Produced, Mixed, and Mastered at Brownwall Studios by Nick Nunziata
    4 min
  • Shaky Jake
    From "Brownwall 2" by Brownwall
    It was Summer
    I remember it's on my hands
    It's on my hands like gasoline
    Wipe all my dreams
    Wipe on my jeans
    My fears
    They're real
    I can't unsee
    I see the moon go up in flames
    She screamed my name, it came out shaky
    Shaky Jake
    And I'm still shaking
    It was Summer
    I'm a legend in the village
    The one who took a life and had the gall to own it
    My slate wiped clean
    "He's a kid"
    "Let him live even though others don't"
    I see the moon go up in flames
    She screamed my name it came out shaky
    Shaky Jake
    And I'm still shaking
    We are hardened softly
    Chained to the timeline
    Betrayed by our fate
    I know what I did was wrong
    Doesn't change the future
    Surely don't change the past
    It was Summer
    I remember it's on my hands
    It's on my hands like gasoline
    Wipe on my jeans
    Wipe all my dreams
    My fears
    They're real
    I can't unsee
    I see the moon go up in flames
    She screamed my name, it came out shaky
    Shaky Jake
    And I'm still shaking
    John Makarewicz - Drums, Percussion
    Micah Robinson - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Nick Nunziata - Bass, Vocals
    Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Produced, Mixed, and Mastered at Brownwall Studios by Nick Nunziata
    3 min
  • Miyagi
    From 'Xoaldus' by PKG
    Found face down
    A victim of the Cobra Kai (Cobra Kai)
    Oh I guess I gotta learn The Crane
    See old man
    He's trimming the weeds (trimming the weeds)
    Oh Lord it must be Mr. Miyagi
    Wax on (wax on)
    Wax off (wax off)
    Wax on Mr. Miyagi
    Now I'm tough as hell
    But only ninety pounds (ninety pounds)
    Thank you Mr. Miyagi
    Just like a Bonsai Tree
    You're gentle yet tough as nails (tough as nail)
    You're my hero Mr. Miyagi
    Wax on (wax on)
    Wax off (wax off)
    Wax on Mr. Miyagi
    Now I'm going to the tournament
    And I'm gonna win it all for Elizabeth Shue
    And it don't mean I'm gonna let a leg sweep hurt my chances, no
    If the crowd thinks I'm out I'm in
    All because of my will to win
    I'm going to triumph over all
    Cobra Kai will fall
    Thanks to Mr. Miyagi
    Welcome back
    Welcome back
    Welcome back
    Welcome back
    Welcome back
    Welcome back
    Welcome back
    Welcome back
    Welcome back
    Welcome back, Well we tease him a lot but we've got him on the spot
    Welcome back
    Welcome back
    Welcome back
    Micah Robinson - Bass, Backing Vocals
    Nick Nunziata - Drums, Percussion, Vocals
    Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Produced, Mixed, and Mastered at Brownwall Studios by Nick Nunziata
    3 min
  • Wanted
    From 'Laker VII' by The Lucky Nightsticks and Friends
    I see the signs and I’m coming
    These soles are hot from my running
    Don’t mistake my energy for youthful vigor
    I’ve seen better days
    I got the fever
    I got a winning streak in my plan
    I got a bit of blood on my hands
    Wanted it
    Wanted it
    Wanted
    Wanted
    (The brass ring/Now I’ve got it I don’t need it)
    Wanted it
    Wanted it
    Wanted
    Wanted
    (The brass ring/Now I’ve got it I don’t need it)
    Wanted it
    Wanted it
    Wanted
    Wanted
    (The brass ring/Now I’ve got it I don’t need it)
    Wanted it
    Wanted it
    Wanted
    I see the skylights fall to the sewer
    Your money’s harder earned
    But mine’s newer
    So fire your guns and raise alarms
    I’m going to go out and get some sun
    Wanted it
    Wanted it
    Wanted
    Wanted
    (The brass ring/Now I’ve got it I don’t need it)
    Wanted it
    Wanted it
    Wanted
    Wanted
    (The brass ring/Now I’ve got it I don’t need it)
    Wanted it
    Wanted it
    Wanted
    Wanted
    (The brass ring/Now I’ve got it I don’t need it)
    Wanted it
    Wanted it
    Wanted
    Dirty money spends the same
    Just can’t decide who to take it from
    These golden cuffs are tightening
    The struggle’s beyond wrestling
    Wanted it
    Wanted it
    Wanted
    Wanted
    (The brass ring/Now I’ve got it I don’t need it)
    Wanted it
    Wanted it
    Wanted
    Wanted
    (The brass ring/Now I’ve got it I don’t need it)
    Wanted it
    Wanted it
    Wanted
    Wanted
    (The brass ring/Now I’ve got it I don’t need it)
    Wanted it
    Wanted it
    Wanted
    John Makarewicz - Drums, Percussion, Bass
    Micah Robinson - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Nick Nunziata - Vocals
    Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Produced, Mixed, and Mastered at Brownwall Studios by Nick Nunziata
    4 min

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