Saturday, 2 April 2016
Stinkbomb - Stinkbomb Saves The Galaxy
Back to save the galaxy from any intergalactic dictators that just might want to torture your ass, today's update sees the return of St Louis punk trio Stinkbomb.
Swiftly following their split with fellow Braindead Records' favourites Life On Mars, they've just released a new album titled Number Two. Unapologetically crude toilet humour is on the menu here; sex, drugs and rock n roll are very much the order of the day. It's all done with a couldn't give a fuck attitude and a twinkle in the eye. These guys, Joey Remote (bass/vocals), Krikit (guitar/vocals) and Aspen (drums) have no desire to change the world. They're out to play loud and fast and to have some fun.
As with all Braindead releases, the album is "name your price" and you can find it here : http://braindead-records.bandcamp.com/album/number-two.
This is Stinkbomb Saves The Galaxy......
When there’s evil going down up in outer-space there’s one band you can call to put ‘em in their place!
We got lasers blastin’
We got swords slashin’
With our mighty power
Save the day at the zero hour
Up on Ralnax 6
An evil warlord sits
Genocide on the neighboring systems
But now we’re here and we’re gonna get him!
We heard the call
“Stinkbomb! Please save us all!”
And so we come ridin’ in.
On the main viewscreen
We see the enemy fleet
So we raise our shields
Open hailing frequencies
Turn back now or pay the price
Bet your life, you can bet it twice
With our weapons locked
Your reign ends here, you are blocked
Meet me on the surface
Man-to-man combat will decide this
We’ll see who’s the best
With an epic battle to the death!
We heard the call
“Stinkbomb! Please save us all!”
And so we come flyin’ in.
Our enemy stands twelve feet tall with arms as big as trees
But I shoot him with a laser-blast, Krikit cuts off his knees
Then Aspen puts a grenade in his mouth and his head explodes
The galaxy is saved
And we are headed home
We gotta play the show
It’s time to rock n’ roll tonight
So have fun, it’s alright
If it weren’t for us you’d be yelling, screaming, getting tortured, all for the amusement of an intergalactic dictator…
...But we killed him so relax.
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