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Jurassic Punk

by T-Rextasy

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Unconventionally_Ugly Can't really explain why I love this so much, maybe its her voice? I dont know, its just great Favorite track: Yellow Jacket Boy.
Brian Sant
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Brian Sant Absolutely amazing!! i love this record!! you rocked Burts!!! Favorite track: Yellow Jacket Boy.
Daisy Martinez
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Daisy Martinez Super fun energy! These girls are amazing! <3 Favorite track: I Wanna Be A Punk Rocker.
Alex G
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Alex G Dear World:
Do yourself a favor and listen to this weird and wild band. Tuneful and dancey, with a lead singer who speaks an English dialect never before heard on Earth. Lene Lovich meets Patti Smith, if you know what I mean. Favorite track: I Wanna Be A Punk Rocker.
Carolyn Michaels
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Carolyn Michaels I mean, can I just be one of these women? Poppy punk sound + interesting accents + funny and real lyrics = pure love! Favorite track: Gap Yr Boiz.
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Emily such talented songwriters + so good live! Favorite track: Gap Yr Boiz.
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Chick'N 02:32
You called me a baby chicken, hot and super finger lickin’ But you can’t have me, I’m not your poultry You said I’m like a little nugget, soft and sweet and full of lovin’ But you are dead wrong- if I were meat, I’d be filet mignon I am not a piece of food I’m not that sweet, I can be rude Don’t call me cupcake, or honey pie Pet names make me wanna fucking die If one day I become a muffin, if one day I become a danish You’ll want to taste me, but I’ll be display-only If one day you have got a sweet tooth, if one day I become a cream puff You’ll want to try a try a bite, but I’ll be sprinkled in cyanide You are under the impression I’m your personal grocery You’re under the delusion that you’re making the most of me But each time that you call me pastry, you chip away at my agency
Oh, daughter dearest, you will wear cableknit sweaters You will become a doctor after studying at Cornell Oh, daughter dearest, you will reside on Park Avenue And marry David Cohen at Temple Emanu-El Oh, daddy dearest, I don't think your plans sound so swell Oh, daddy dearest, I got something I wanna tell you I do love you, I do father, but I wanna be a punk rocker No, daughter dearest, your best friend will be your therapist Your face won't display pain anymore on account of your facelift No, daughter dearest, you'll be alone in your Hamptons home 'Cause David will leave you for his twenty-year-old receptionist No, daddy dearest, all your plans for me resemble hell No, daddy dearest, I got something I wanna tell you Oh, daddy, please don't go and erupt in hysterics I was always terrible at math past the arithmetic I'm aware I am defying your expectations But I wanna feel every ear-splitting vibration I know I didn't select a very lucrative art But I gotta listen to the beating of my moshing heart
What Gets Me 02:36
When we are a’ walking, and I lay my eyes on you I gotta take a breather, ‘cause my body feels like goo When we are a’ dancing, and you lay your hands on me I gotta take a moment, ‘cause I feel like grape jelly Oh, baby, 1, 2, 3, 4 What gets me So randy Weak in knees So kinky Is all the respect you’ve got for me When you’re thinking of me, you call me to tell me so Baby, call the doctor, ‘cause I’m flailing head to toe When you say you love me, so tender and genuine Dial up 911 ‘cause baby, you make me lose my mind You may ask my hand in dance But ultimately understand that I wear the pants You do hold the door for me, but don’t use feminism to nullify chivalry You don’t mind my imperfections You’re just the kinda man of which I’ve always been a’wishin’
All the other fellas always wear something jive But my yellow jacket boy, he stands out in the hive With a coat of yellow leather, he looks mighty fine I can always see him coming down the line Yellow jacket boy I can always see him coming down the line Someday soon I swear I'm gonna make him mine I can feel the buzz That he gets when he's seein' me Yellow jacket boy, Oh, I wanna be your Queen Bee Buzz, buzz, buzz Ain't gonna be coy 'cause I am proud of being sleazy I wanna talk to you about the birdies and the beesies Ain't gonna be coy 'cause that's an adjective that I'm not I want you darling boy to stick your stinger inside my honey pot
When she's strutting down the street All the members of the opposite sex, they turn their cheeks And all the churchgoers and the grocerybaggers Talk about her like there's nothing else to speak And what you've heard is true- she might even do it with you But don't expect to stay the night She doesn't need you regularly in her life "Hey, sugar," No one could say it like her Carrying a sack of flour, or something unromantic She could make it seem romantic. She wants sex and nothing more So when they are finished copulating, she says, "Hey baby, there's the door." 'Cause she's a daylight lover, she's a sunshine fucker So don't you ever dare to dream beside her 'Cause she'll come down there with a meat cleaver She knows she's pretty, she can manipulate hearts They are the dartboards, she will bring the darts Does she have a conscience? You wonder But she wants to do what feels good, not just what they think she should She doesn't care what they say around the neighborhood Here she comes, she's walking like a woman and she's fucking like a man Here she comes, thinking about you after is not part of the plan Never watch the moon adjacent, she detests any commitment It is a rainy night in the middle of Ohio Husbands and wives are sharing dinners of small baked potatoes She is on her own tonight, she couldn't locate a date But she doesn't mind 'cause she can always masturbate
Ms. Dolores 02:34
Under the white light of the cafeteria She hands the beef lasagna to the second grader Who spits onto the beef lasagna Behind the counter, she begins to wonder: When did my dreams die? Where did my life go? But Ms. Dolores, if you were gone Who would feed the children? How would they get nourishment? Oh Ms. Dolores, recognize the importance of your role Oh Ms. Dolores, go and wipe that frown from under your mole One lunchtime, the kids are in line Expecting to dine, but there's an issue inside the kitchen Tiny bodies were collapsing out of starvation 'Cause Dolores is missing in action She's at home on Cherry Street, a-weeping softly under her sheets Thinking I could've been an actress, or I could've been a stewardess I coulda been a million things besides a school lunch lady Serving children that don't think to thank me But Ms. Dolores, when you were gone No one fed the children, no one got nourishment Please Ms. Dolores, recognize the importance of your role Please Ms. Dolores, go and wipe that frown from under your mole Someday soon, she enters the lunchroom And every elementary schooler runs to the door to greet her Wrapping their limbs 'round Dolores, they tell her they missed her They tell her they love the way she prepares sloppy joes- and now she knows Ms. Dolores has recognized the importance of her role Ms. Dolores is wearing a smile underneath her mole
Gap Yr Boiz 03:53
We were layin’ on a hill and the sun was going down Wayne was pointing out the itsy caterpillars on the ground And he gently kissed me on the cheek and said he had to go ‘Cause there were eco-friendly fields of kale he needed to help grow Next to saving the less fortunate, I guess I lost my charm WOOFER Wayne picked up and flew away to irrigate a farm He dug my heart out with a spade and then he dragged me through the dirt Well, I hope he's reached enlightenment in his designer yurt I’ll read your gap year blog, follow all the things you do Saw that you spent seven thousands bucks on farming in Peru I think you look real swell in that woven tribal wear And your buzzcut really suits you, you looked bougie with long hair Then bongo drumming David came a’ knockin’ on my soul He kept maracas in his pockets and was bored by rock and roll He percussed me off my feet and he sent shivers down my spine I tried to keep up with his beat, but I never could keep time And my lack of rhythmic inclinations sent him far away He went off to drum in Kenya, left his Beats by Dr. Dre Told me he's released his spirit, and the wind's his soundtrack now Hope his remix of nature's tricks is posted on Soundcloud I thought we'd never be over Thought that one of these boys would become a nice Vice vlogger And enroll at Wesleyan, or maybe Sarah Lawrence Not leave to find themselves in the goddamn forest


released May 20, 2016

T-Rextasy is Lyris Faron, Ebun Nazon-Power, Annie Fidoten, Lena Abraham, and Vera Kahn. Jurassic Punk was written by T-Rextasy. Produced, engineered, and mixed by Christopher Daly at Salvation Recording Co. with additional engineering by Eli Ben-Yaacov. Mastered by Jamal Ruhe at West West Side Music. Cassette and cover designed by Annie Fidoten. Released on Miscreant Records and Father/Daughter Records.

Special thanks to: Jeanette Wall, Jessi Frick, Christopher Daly and Samantha Gloffke, Jamal Ruhe, Eli Ben-Yaacov, Claudia Ross, Christian Larrave, Lisa Kirsch and Hertzel Abraham, Sophie Abraham, Doug and Beth Fidoten, Marie Nazon, Apryl Miller and Dylan Sparkle, Robin Gillespie and Richard Kahn, Willie Mae Rock Camp for Girls, PWR BTTM a.k.a. Benjamin Hopkins and Liv Bruce, Petalwar, Bridget Malloy, Elizabeth Philips, Heather White, Mod 35 Gals, Emma, Sophie K., Julian, Maggie, Ella, Luke, Charlie, Olivia, KC, Fiona, Lilly, Alison, Jesse, and anyone who has ever supported us.

"Daylight Lover" inspired by Toni Morrison's Sula.


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