Get all 12 moon cheese babies releases available on Bandcamp and save 30%.
Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Meat Computer, The Villain, onoskolos, Subterranean Swamp Sounds, Human Moments In Human songs, Borromakat, Ep, Triforce (Ep), and 4 more.
1. |
Babel
01:20
|
|||
2. |
Look Ma! I'm A Spaceman!
02:05
|
|||
Swept up like the captain to somewhere above
Then I got to working on 10 different moons
I spin in the neon of the beautiful signs
Cause one day I fell up into a capturing light
So wide-eyed so naive a happy old boy
Who worshipped his extraterrestrial lords
Captain Stormfield passed me so fast i couldnt ask him
Would we both encounter at light speed some disaster
The beds in the stars are as cold as the waste
The dark the well named the oblivious space
They add all the color to it back there on earth
Out here its the shade of the long long ago
Way past the silent impossible gulf
So far out of time that I havent been born
Started out so frightened
Now Ive got my groove on all the rings if Saturn
And stepped between the atoms
The Zodiac dance out here so far undisturbed
Till humans make it up and decide its a god
Or there's something here to conquer
Something that they want
Till the heavens are polluted like their dead disco ball
Ill waste my tokens in galactic saloons
While my sisters sing their fuck you songs on 10 different moons
To shame every extraterrestrial goon
My sisters taught me laughter and happily ever after
Now we're stylish space hens swaying through the Garden
|
||||
3. |
||||
Miss Mary Mack wardrobe all black
Screamed in the fire and didnt come out alive
An audible gasp of townsfolk aghast
Now she's bones lord lord
Sick or bewitched demons or the clap
Well Miss Mary Mack has got tinctures for that
Charms and Latin for that and a horrible laugh
Now she's bones lord lord
Miss Mary Mack silver buttons on back
Free her from the costume and release the obscene
But only when shes hungry or when she's feeling mean
Now she's bones lord lord
Be careful when you laugh as a hearse begins creaking past
You might be the next to die
They'll put you in a box and they'll cover you with rocks
Like her miserable earthen hole an undanceable pile of bones
Buried akimbo and incomplete
There was a twinkle in her eye when she wished you to die
Everyone will laugh and plagiarize her epitaph
She'll whisper in your ear
The worms will fill your skull play pinocle in your nose
Pus fills the empty head and leaks to the silent bed
You spread it across some bread
Cause that is what you eat when you are fucking dead
|
||||
4. |
Withering Pines
05:07
|
|||
5. |
Personal Space Invaders
02:59
|
|||
All are mystified wearing thousand mile eyes
Spirits possess hands with a scorpion defense
Rape apologists shout and victims quietly relent
Your black neighbors fall suffocated in your face
Toxic cops get off and ACAB signs fill the streets
God is watching us and he loves everyone
Is this tall tall tale and familiar smell
Turning lightbulbs on ringing bells bells bells
While we kill over sex
While we kill over race
While we dead name friends
And gender define everything
Bad men are flaunting choose love and be awesome
Tear down the statues in oppressive costumes
They cry about queens and bad bitches in sequins
Teaching their children or even existing
Kill our livers and admit defeat or mimic powder kegs exploding
We'll blow when perverts make any noises as much and often as time allows us
Gather your lassos and call out the assholes
Find sturdy branches to kill all their chances
Plant seeds where they land and grow us a party
Celebrate catharsis consuming the carcass
I wish we could take it calm and giggle everything away but
Men seem so goddamn dead set on learning nothing but more come-ons
Masculine mischief polluting airwaves
Every sentence slimy and senseless
Lying to massing constituent asses
While elephants forget that this country kills Nazis
Wave "The Book" while harming children God would be so disappointed
If he wasn't just a concept used to get away with murder
They'd laugh if they had us bound up and gassed us
Bury them face down they wont dig out
|
||||
6. |
The Villain
10:26
|
|||
Greetings fellow meatlings
The soft and squishiest chew things
The personal space invaders
That Lay claim on your skin
Can no longer find purchase
Or safe landing again
Your backyard is filled with the nastiest things
Growing weary of notice
Attempting to ghost through the scene
The bad guys in white hats
And the transluscent fog-men
Some brandish weapons and actions
Others toss words into the air
And gently mold them in lies and pleas for mercy
Their mornings arent days
But a lifetime apologising to saints
Beware when they whistle dixie
And stop saying it all the time
A smug tint to a fleshy hand of control
Defiantly colored and above all suspicion
Sequential in action and feeding them bean juice
Then exploring every evil
Over oblivious sleeping innocents
From the corner of your eye
When the land of nod suddenly bids goodbye
A creature is stirring every now and again
Choosing victims that lie closest
And dearest in thought
The feel of a room where no feeling should be
The matter daddies avoid even touching this thing
They dance on every surface around it and scream
You belong nowhere and to nothing
And you in the flocks quietly gaping in awe
If you know theres something worth knowing at all
Avoid the liar in the capybara coach
These words will remain now whatever you do
Because if you listened closely
Then now you know it to
And to the conman in the portaint
The prince of deception and coffee
moon cheese babies ironically states..
Thanx a million
For being so thrilling
And allow me to be the Villain
Ha Ha Ha
The villains are many and the universe so vast
They share similar whispers and trade innumerable masks
They bring with them great suffering and the withering of pines
Babbeling of tin gods and thrones nade of gold
Minions of beauty or more obvious fangs
While we struggle to make a dollar out of 15 cents
And share the scariest stories to tell in the dark
Of the mightiest marble beauties held together by adhesive compliments
Or of skeletons so lonely they've no body at all
So cold and down there so low
It feels like they're living in the basement of the world
But no,
We are meat computers
Wearing meat tuxedos
And piloting mech skeletons through space
And if youre so vain and angry you think this song is about you
It probably is
|
||||
7. |
||||
Computers screamed like you killed them
Barbie was in the breeze
Everything old once is new now
The Universe stole all the bees
Sea life chokes on our plastic
When we're done with the contents
Read my diary entries
And I come off too snide
As bigoted minds keep on breeding while we're bleeding
And Lemmings follow blindly and splash
Bleackbeards scared of the treasure
That He hides underneath
Skinny fiends with no backbone
Whinging liars and clowns
All just seem to get louder
When you tear off their masks
As they flip flop and ping pong
And tick tock back and forth
Till we hide in the shade of our eyelids
And think on better things than we scream
Bad guys come with a riddle
They're said to blacken thier hats
They will let you believe that
Wearing white while they laugh
Theres a bridge they stand guard on
The only way to get home
There's and impossible toll
That monetizes your soul
But you can work it off until you..
Power down robot and die
|
||||
8. |
||||
Everything in it place
Swept the earth of human waste
Fixing mother natures angry scowl
No animals lament their newly quiet space
A planet for the wild to roam and howl
Now that cities dim
Extinguished in the grim soon to be forgotten come about
Everything we earned ignoring everything we learned
The grim reaper that we made up hit the towns
Stars are smiling ghosts in heavens high
The disintigrated race
Its now in evidence of dust and scattered karmic piles
The Light took the others in style
Penance whistles tunes for the dead
Cemeteries no longer fed
Noones asleep in their beds
Feed the green wherever you lay
Zealots screaming calm and content
Insight the panicked psychos instead
Purge the tender strays from the herd
Feed whoevers left to the mobs
Pigheaded madmen writing lies
Or incomprehensible Gods
Reset humanities clock
Natural order restored
Furry scurrying natives rejoice
Dead batteries silence alarms
The wind hisses just as it should
And celebrates the freedom to blow
Through cities reclaimed by the vines
In the season of withering pines
|
||||
9. |
||||
The hubris of progress sealed our fate
Perverting science for a taste
Of immortality for the brain
The meat computer failed the test
Dont do shit just because you can
Alchemy sorcery and some code
Soldered wires and blinking lights
A creature unceasing as it lurks
Seeped in the hunger for our hurts
Electrical currents hid a curse
A malevolent madness gets too smart
And turns on the fleshy fragile host
Toys it will play with till they rot
Too bad thats a thing I no longer can
Cause I downloaded everything I am
Now I have no mouth
And still i must scream
Avatars to please and feed its needs
The soul is circuits now and flesh is gone
Except when thats the pain machines desire
Tickling your nerves with digital fire
Waving all your Hells before your eyes
Im not here but still I wanna die
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
Adaptive maniputation took a rest
An aggressive menace took it place
Blinding everyone that tries to leave
Filling every ear with piercing sounds
Foul sustenance for all the hungry houds
I wanna scream but nothing will come out
Heavens barren tinkering tech men fed the other side
Eternity is pain and every other awful word
We are the ghosts of cyberspace who scream into the phone
Though we have no mouths and theres no longer people home
Glitching zombie scientists complaining to the void
That doesnt care but wishes it was quiet like before
|
||||
10. |
Tower Of Babel
03:41
|
|||
Life in cycles death at the start
Learn from nothing silence is art
A galactic rug that goes on and on
We're gathered space dust leftover stars
Me you and everything tied in a knot
Lets stage a coux and reelect gods
Spook the spectre controlling our thoughts
Speak in math to aliens to beg them to visit
When we're only echoes that were anchored to Terra
Manifesting every little evil inside us
Terrorizing little creatures sent here before us
Building the machines that would eventually end us
Dirtying the landscape with excessive possessions
And when backed into the corner
Played the flute until Rome burned
The monster shrinks when you start to hit back
Communication one word and a spark
The cosmic cauldron at the heart of a star
Deffinitions we keep close to the chest
Nomenclature regional pets
The shakey tower that we built to greet god
Was just the ego babbling on
Every alphabet was a new order of letters
Wearing different clothing and a different perspective
Frankenstein religions and control populations
Manipulate the sheep and pay the wolves to protect them
The little people snapped at all the boots on their neck
We sided with the ones nobody else seemed to hear
And amplified their voice by shouting along
So the demons found the leaders asleep at their post
|
moon cheese babies
Welcome to the disco jiving, gospel howling, psychedelic, spinning neon cowboot factory. Post-Junk ditties and subterranean swamp pop awaits. Come put a little boogie in that kleenex.
Streaming and Download help
If you like moon cheese babies, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp