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God Has Exploded

by Misanthropes

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1.
Maybe the End of the World but certainly the end for mankind Maybe the End of the World but certainly the end for mankind Well, this may be the end of the world The end of mankind for sure It’s 50 million degrees outside my bedroom door And I just can’t stand it anymore My leg is in a crutch after God struck me down Cuz I didn’t use my stock to feed the poor My dog is surely melting with the soup of humankind And the mayors’ limbs are fastened to the floor Everybody’s chanting with their desperate filthy tongues For one last lap around the block We have all been spattered with vapid cosmic patterns Cuz we didn’t want the violence to stop Maybe the End of the World but certainly the end for mankind Maybe the End of the World but certainly the end for mankind Let’s hear it Maybe the End of the World but certainly the end for mankind Maybe the End of the World but certainly the end for mankind God’s thumb is in my eye and ever since I have been blind But I still see that we’re all alone The rapture took my wife and kids even though it’s all a myth I’m sitting in an empty home Jesus kicked me in crotch, beat me up and stole my watch The world turns saints into thieves Nature has a backwards cycle churning out rocks Well I’m sick of all these concrete trees Maybe the End of the World but certainly the end for mankind Maybe the End of the World but certainly the end for mankind Let’s hear it Maybe the End of the World but certainly the end for mankind Maybe the End of the World but certainly the end for mankind Maybe the End of the World but certainly the end for mankind Maybe the End of the World but certainly the end for mankind
2.
Wrapped up in psychic entropy The walls are closing in Hello to all your phobias Feeding on your sins Disorder is your order The walls are leaking sound Whistling shades of pestilence The room is spinning round It’s Falling Down And there’s nothing I can do but Watch as it crumbles to the ground It’s Falling Down Grasp that little funbox ‘fore I make you speak it’s truth Soak up all its influence and bow down to your youth Ideas morph to people The fads control our sound People are ideas They speak in circles round and round It’s Falling Down And there’s nothing I can do but Watch as it crumbles to the ground It’s Falling Down And there’s nothing I can do but Watch as it crumbles to the ground It’s Falling Down It’s okay disobey what you’ve learned it’s alright It’s okay disobey what you’ve learned all your life Disorder is your order The walls are leaking sound Whistling shades of pestilence The room is spinning round It’s Falling Down And there’s nothing I can do but Watch as it crumbles to the ground It’s Falling Down And there’s nothing I can do but Watch as it crumbles to the ground It’s Falling Down
3.
How can I dump my heart and soul into your fertile nest? When I don’t have the peace of mind to liberate myself I’m tortured by my own thirst in these pleasures that I seek Blinding shadows guard the winding path toward that elusive peak Well, I’m ripped up by the hound dog primate shadow puppet scourge That walks me down this barren aisle of hedonistic turds Well up and down this corridor there’s a cosmic guide that squawks A gibberish tune that unapologetically dumbfound my thoughts Just singing… Anguished Reins wound none too tight I haven’t got the strength to quell this blight Anguished Reins wound none too tight I haven’t got the strength to quell this blight If only I could see with lust over my eyes Oh, baby Oh, darling If only I could breathe with chains around my mind Oh, baby Oh, darling Watch out Inebriate and desecrate every pinch of joy Oh, I’m cracked out on a substance so insidious and coy The sinew of my mind can’t bear enough weight And the tendons of my will seem to falter and break I’m tired of the weakness that keeps pushing me around Hijacked by my own defective, mislead pleasure seeking hound Just singing… Anguished Reins wound none too tight I haven’t got the strength to quell this blight Anguished Reins wound none too tight I haven’t got the strength to quell this blight If only I could see with lust over my eyes Oh, baby Oh, darling If only I could breathe with chains around my mind Oh, baby Oh, darling Watch out How can I lift my soul beyond these Anguished Reins? Resist dogged desires, only tire me Anguished Reins wound none too tight I haven’t got the strength to quell this blight Anguished Reins wound none too tight I haven’t got the strength to quell this blight Anguished Reins wound none too tight I haven’t got the strength to quell this blight Anguished Reins wound none too tight I haven’t got the strength to quell this blight
4.
Sitting in that damn room Wondering what the voices might do You know I hear it echo far along I don’t know where the echoes all come from Where did I go wrong? Never laid a finger on their bones But they still turn names slit and hung And all the warmth is gone Don’t know where it’s from Or what I must have done To turn my name slit and hung Piercing echoes all night long Don’t know where it’s from Or what I must have done To put that Venom On Their Tongues They’ve all got Venom On Their Tongues I can see where the road broke me Chewing, chewing, chewing, spat me out I don’t know where the venom came about And there’s no one left to know Consternation’s undergone When they’ve got Venom On Their Tongues Yeah, they’ve got Venom On Their Tongues Venom On Their Tongues Venom On Their Tongues (Venom On Their Tongues) Venom On Their Tongues Venom On Their Tongues (Venom On Their Tongues) Venom On Their Tongues Venom On Their Tongues (Venom On Their Tongues) Venom On Their Tongues Venom On Their Tongues
5.
Looking For Better Days I’m Looking for Better Days But I want to keep my crooked soul Yes, I’m Looking For Better Days I’m Looking for Better Days But I want to keep my crooked soul Well, I know that I’m not starving But my neighbor’s so well fed I’d walk a million miles to see that glutton cry But I wouldn’t leave the comfort of my bed I see the creature slumped beside me It’s my homely wretched wife I want to catch myself a girl as good as his But I don’t want to put the work into my life Looking For Better Days I’m Looking for Better Days But I want to keep my crooked soul Yes, I’m Looking For Better Days I’m Looking for Better Days But I want to keep my crooked soul Don’t degrade me with your smile I’ll wipe that smirk right off your face I find I like it better when there’s tears upon your cheeks If my life’s filled grief then you should also have a taste Well, I’ve never worked that hard Because it wouldn’t do a thing God has got it out for me so I try to fight the sky Better living for the weekend than working till I die Looking For Better Days I’m Looking for Better Days But I want to keep my crooked soul Yes, I’m Looking For Better Days I’m Looking for Better Days But I want to keep my crooked soul But the days keep flying by and the dark’s just getting darker Doing nothing, counts for nothing it would seem I complain a whole big lot and complaints are all I’ve got I can’t grow because I’m brittle at my seams Oh, I search but I don’t move my legs I look but only look one way I’m hopeless and that’s the way to be Looking For Better Days I’m Looking for Better Days But I want to keep my crooked soul Yes, I’m Looking For Better Days I’m Looking for Better Days But I want to keep my crooked soul
6.
Scrape the grime off of the pan inside my mind Bag the grease up into pools of Cytoplasmic Jungle Juice Nothing’s left here Not one goddamn shred of authentically worn heads And nothings not a lot but it will have to do for now Pull the weeds that were once green between the cracks of winding road Poking through the holes of membrane as the veil begins to fold Your instincts run wild like an ill-tempered child So much for all your preaching we are withering away Crash that ship and hit the shores These hormones surely flowing and my pen is raw Stabbed my dreams and sunk my teeth Simian desires float around this reef Oh my Psychedelic prophets prattle under neon lights Preaching words of cosmic wisdom and opinions no one likes Sickened by the truth Rejecting any proof Coddled in a fabric softer than a thousand boobs My chamber of reflections is often crowded by black fleas Weaving and deceiving naive tissues upon me Crawl up my legs and into my brain Nibble on my conscience and chip my lobes away Crash that ship and hit the shores These hormones surely flowing and my pen is raw Stabbed my dreams and sunk my teeth Simian desires float around this reef Oh my Pick and choose the traits we lose and which ones stay I’m your subject prim and pure before I’m stained by these cliches White wash my thoughts with the dogmas you’ve taught Your eyes are speaking volumes but your mouth’s not made a sound Come take my mind Crash that ship and hit the shores These hormones surely flowing and my pen is raw Stabbed my dreams and sunk my teeth Simian desires float around this reef Oh my Scrape the grime off of the pan inside my mind Bag the grease up into pools of Cytoplasmic Jungle Juice Nothing’s left here

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released December 13, 2022

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Misanthropes Coopersburg, Pennsylvania

Misanthrope Definition: a person who dislikes humankind and avoids human society.

Otherwise known as a cynic, sceptic or grouch.

Misanthropes are:
Magnus Frable – guitar, vocals
Michael Corrado - drums
Michael Lendvay – bass, vocals
Kristi Weaver – cello, vocals
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