A Collection of Rock & Roll Tunes from Phosphorous Bill's Psychedelic Bubblegum Factory

by Lovebuckles

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What exactly is a 'Lovebuckle'?

After all this time we're more unsure than ever... We have, however, done our best to put down something which, perhaps, goes some way towards providing THE definitive answer.

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released August 15, 2014

All songs written by Lovebuckles and performed by some combination of Frank Menesch, Aaron Perkins, Brady Clarke, Matt Menesch and Brendan O'Grady.

(Excepting, of course, the album-only 'Creep', written by Edward John O'Brien, Jonathan Richard Guy Greenwood, Thomas Edward Yorke, Colin Charles Greenwood and Philip Selway (i.e. Radiohead), AND Mike Hazelwood and Albert Hammond (i.e. The Hollies), whose song 'The Air That I Breathe' had a remarkably similar bass line, verse chord structure and melody... Published by Warner Chappell Music, April Music.)

Recorded and mixed by Cam Smith at Incremental Records, Brisbane, where it was produced by Cam with the Lovebuckles. Mastered by Harris Newman at Grey Market Mastering, Montreal.

Art by Aaron Perkins.

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Lovebuckles Brisbane, Australia

Lovebuckles are the bottled essence of four guys playing music, in a garage, at a party, battling to be heard over the fifty-or-more drunkards stumbling about. To put it another way, they're a whole lot of loud fun chaos-funk-rock.

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Track Name: Blues (Nobody Told Me)
I sat up straight
When they called my name
I guess I'll have to do it all
Again and again

Well it's not soul
But how would I know?
I guess I'll have to be
The patron saint of rock n roll

Well I don't know, but I've been told
And nobody told me I was too old
Well I don't know, but I've been told
And nobody told me I was too old

She kicked me out, but I understand
Everybody has their own idea of a man
And breakfast for me was a smoke and a jack
And the lady and the bottle shop will know I'll be back

Well I don't know, but I've been told
And nobody told me I was too old
Well I don't know, but I've been told
And nobody told me,
Nobody told me,
Nobody told me that I was too old

And I sat up straight
When they called my name
I guess I'll have to do it all
Again and again

Well it's not soul
But how would I know?
I guess I'll have to be
The patron saint of rock n roll

Well I don't know, but I've been told
And nobody told me I was too old
Well I don't know, but I've been told
And nobody told me,
Nobody told me,
Nobody told me that I was too old
That's a fact

Well I don't know, but I've been told
And nobody told me I was too old
Well I don't know, but I've been told
And nobody told me,
Nobody told me,
Nobody told me that I was too old
And I sat...

And I sat up straight
When they called my name
I guess I'll have to do it all
Again and again

Well it's not soul
But how would I know?
I guess I'll have to be
The patron saint of rock n roll

I guess I'll have to be the patron saint of rock n roll
Track Name: Dave Grohl
Jack of all trades, master as well
Turning all hands and splitting the cell
Ready to wield any weapon you choose
Only revealed to the person in you
Say hello before we go
Just make sure that we'll be at the show
Just begun in a supernova
On the run, gonna run them over

Forgive the ones who were having their fun
Because I sold my soul to Dave Grohl
Mischief is all that you seek week to week and yes,
I sold my soul to Dave Grohl

I've got time on my side
And it's no crime to go a little wild
Monday through to Sunday, don't stop: repeat
And the bebop said to me, until I'm dead I'm free

Forgive the ones who were having their fun
Because I sold my soul to Dave Grohl
Mischief is all that you seek week to week and yes,
I sold my soul to Dave Grohl

It's the same feeling that everybody has each day
It's just for you so don't you take a feeling that is misconstrued
It's the same feeling that everybody has each day
It's just for you so don't you take a feeling that is misconstrued

Let's not saddle the sun, let's not saddle the sun for a gun
Let's not saddle the sun, let's not saddle the sun for a gun

Forgive the ones who were having their fun
Because I sold my soul to Dave Grohl
Mischief is all that you seek week to week and yes,
I sold my soul to Dave Grohl
Forgive the ones who were having their fun
Because I sold my soul to Dave Grohl
Mischief is all that you seek week to week and yes,
I sold my soul to Dave Grohl
Track Name: Party
A snare drum
Ample rum
An amplifier's steady hum
A face gone numb
And kissing chums
My party is a heavy one

I can't see
In front of me
Under the bridge in key of D
A poison V
And she's with she
And cat's that try to crash on me

Sex on cars and lesbians
A party at the Menesches'
A violent buzz and then the fuzz
I can't remember what it was
Broken glass stashed in the grass
Just make sure you don't get slashed
Guitar effects and a chance for sex
A party at the Menesches'

Go attentive
See what you give
Not too far from where you live
Qualitative
Don't bring a shiv
The law will get aggressive

Sex on cars and lesbians
A party at the Menesches'
A violent buzz and then the fuzz
I can't remember what it was
Broken glass stashed in the grass
Just make sure you don't get slashed
Guitar effects and a chance for sex
A party at the Menesches'

It's getting slow
So out you go
To try to fight the guys I know
This was quite a show
The crashers blow
Let's sleep off some hangovers

Sex on cars and lesbians
A party at the Menesches'
A violent buzz and then the fuzz
I can't remember what it was
Broken glass stashed in the grass
Just make sure you don't get slashed
Guitar effects and a chance for sex
A party at the Menesches'

Sex on cars and lesbians
A party at the Menesches'
A violent buzz and then the fuzz
I can't remember what it was
Broken glass stashed in the grass
Just make sure you don't get slashed
Guitar effects and a chance for sex
A party at the Menesches'
Track Name: Maybe People
Maybe people dream of something better than this
Maybe people dream of something better than this
Maybe people dream of flyin'
While other peoples' dreams are dyin'
Maybe people dream of something better than this

There's a sense of satisfaction
Deviating from the script
Put all of your plans to action
Just as hollow if you'd quit
There's more sense in mass distraction
Than most people will admit
Close your eyes and fade to black and
See just what you call it

Hey, now, people scream, there's nothing better than this
A shame to waste your youth but that's all that there is
Maybe people want what's coming
To be the lives they dream of running
Hey, now, there's no hope, there's nothing better than this

There's a sense of satisfaction
Deviating from the script
Put all of your plans to action
Just as hollow if you'd quit
There's more sense in mass distraction
Than most people will admit
Close your eyes and fade to black and
See just what you call it

Play your hand of god and win
The knowledge that your dream's not taken
Your dream's not taken away
From you
Joy is knowing that
Your dream's not taken
Your dream's not taken
Your dream's not taken

Maybe people dream of flyin'
While other peoples' dreams are dyin'
Maybe people dream of something better than this
Track Name: Red Baron
Just like the saracens I'm shit outta luck
And just like the baron I'll strike when I'm struck
And if I ever find myself alone
I'll reassure myself

Silver cups are good enough
And if you see the pups, it's time to get rough
If you ever climb above the clouds
You'll only fear the sun

The sands of time caused hearts to soften
To Manfred Freiherr von Richthofen
The sands of time caused hearts to soften
To...

The only thing to fear is the sun
You've already lost the fight if you've decided to run
To be buried like a hero by
Your enemies is gold

The sands of time caused hearts to soften
To Manfred Freiherr von Richthofen
The sands of time caused hearts to soften
To...

Chocolate chip and pussy whip
Is not my kind of acid trip
Chocolate chip and pussy whip
Is not my kind of acid trip
Chocolate chip and pussy whip
Is not my kind of acid trip
Chocolate chip and pussy whip
Is so my kind of acid trip

The sands of time caused hearts to soften
To Manfred Freiherr von Richthofen
The sands of time caused hearts to soften
To...
Track Name: Page 1
One drop is too much and
Too much is never enough
One drop is too much and
Too much is never enough

Present me checks of reality
But I don't have time for banality
Part ways with wise-ass insanity
But don't forget the wise-ass profanity
Tip me over and let me drain
'Cause for me the walker comes straight from a tea-strain
I never felt a thing
And when I first did, all it did was cause pain

The law is geared against me, it seems, but
It don't apply to me
The law, it seems, against me, is geared, but
It don't apply to me
It don't apply to me
It don't apply to me
No...

Too good to be assassinated
Unpopular enough to be hated
Nobody really could give a care
Even though the signals are out there
Ripped up and you're too slow
'Cause you don't have any talent to show
Far be it from you to separate
Your ghost has got more sores than Hemmingway's

The law is geared against me, it seems, but
It don't apply to me
The law, it seems, against me, is geared, but
It don't apply to me
It don't apply to me
It don't apply to me
No...

One drop is too much and
Too much is never enough
One drop is too much and
Too much is never enough
One drop is too much and
Too much is never enough
One drop is too much and
Too much is never enough
One drop is too much and
Too much is never enough
One drop is too much and
Too much is never enough
One drop is too much and
Too much is never enough
One drop is too much and
Too much is never enough

Present me checks of reality
But I don't have time for banality
Part ways with wise-ass insanity
But don't forget the wise-ass profanity
Warum sind Sie so sinister
Youthful luck, well I sure have missed her
Treat one another like brothers and sisters
Play until your fingers are blistered

The law is geared against me, it seems, but
It don't apply to me
The law, it seems, against me, is geared, but
It don't apply to me
It don't apply to me
It don't apply to me
It don't apply to me
It don't apply to me
It don't apply to me
It don't apply to me
It don't apply to me
Track Name: Spit & Bone
Leave her alone
She's a dog with a bone
And she took a piece of my soul
So she had her own
And there's a hole in my head
Where my heart used to be
And there's a hole in my heart
Where I used to love me

Broken is the fruit of thy womb, she said
And she's drinkin' from the bottle that shot me dead
And everything she said to me was, in effect
Go away, go away

It's come to light
That rather than fight
We should abandon attitudes
Of shoot-on-sight
If there's a song to be sung
It should be sung for the young
Sing it hard and sing it loud
'Til there's no song in your lungs

Broken is the fruit of thy womb, she said
And she's drinkin' from the bottle that shot me dead
And everything she said to me was, in effect
Go away, go away

Leave her alone
She's a dog with a bone
And she took a piece of my soul
So she had her own
And there's a hole in my head
Where my heart used to be
And there's a hole in my heart
Where I used to love me

Broken is the fruit of thy womb, she said
And she's drinkin' from the bottle that shot me dead
And everything she said to me was, in effect
Go away, go away
Track Name: White Suspenders
She wore her
Red t-shirt and a green pair of shorts
And she still looked as sexy as ever
Fox hunting, they say, is a sport
And everybody will tell you they're clever
Get me out of this menagerie
Where everybody can see my endeavour
She wore her
Red t-shirt and a green pair of shorts
And she still looked as sexy as ever

I spent the day thinking of you
So I think I'll
Take a walk outside
But I don't know what that'll do
I spent the day thinking of you
So I think I'll
Take a walk outside
But I don't know what that'll do

She wore her
White suspenders with the lovehearts on
Just to copy the style I sported
Told the drummer that I wasn't her man
When he asked just to get that sorted
I sat upon her bed while she smoked a joint
And her list of things to pack was recorded
She wore her
White suspenders with the lovehearts on
Just to copy the style I sported

I spent the day thinking of you
So I think I'll
Take a walk outside
But I don't know what that'll do
I spent the day thinking of you
So I think I'll
Take a walk outside
But I don't know what that'll do