Sweat LP

by Hideous Sun Demon

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Tomás Ford One of the best live acts in Perth at the moment. Unhinged, crazy shit. Exactly what the world needs. Favorite track: Moan for Jesus.
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Etienne Mantelli full of energy, such a good record Favorite track: Bricklover.
Simon Frauenfelder
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Simon Frauenfelder Great collection of diverse sounds, with great complex rhythms underpinning well-crafted and tightly performed tracks. The breakdown in Bricklover is a particular favourite. Favorite track: Bricklover.
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fernandobenitez Psychotic rock that would've fit perfectly on Amphetamine Reptile's roster some twenty years ago. Yes, wild, garage-y, full of hooks and tempo changes, trippy and oh so very punk. a bit of good ole stoner in the mix, but this is closer to alice cooper and the stooges than sabbath. for people who dig the cows, lubricated goat, jesus lizard, the damned, butthole surfers, and probably contemporary stuff such as uncle acid and the deadbeats. but this just oozes personality... Favorite track: Thanks, Kim.
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Released November 2014
Debut LP

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released November 28, 2014

All songs written and performed by Hideous Sun Demon

Recorded and Mixed by Broderick Madden-Scott
Mastered by Mikey Young

Artwork by Jon Langdale

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Track Name: FLEX
Earthworms crawling
Under my skin
Feeling human
Stretch it bigger
Eyes on prize now
In the mirror
Is it bigger?
Is it bigger?
All day crawling
Under my skin
I'm a big man
I'm a winner
Eyes on prize now
In the mirror
Is it bigger?

Stand up, straight, man up
Superhero
F.L.E.X
Shirt off, oil up
And Flex.
F.L.E.X

Fuck coppers burgers choppers
Fuck coppers burgers choppers
Fuck coppers burgers choppers
Fuck coppers burgers choppers
Fuck coppers burgers choppers
Fuck coppers burgers choppers
Fuck coppers burgers choppers
Fuck coppers burgers choppers

Wow, look at me now
F.L.E.X
I'm Man, I'm Meat
I'm Flex, I'm Flex
You motherfuckers know I'm the best
Track Name: Moan for Jesus
I've been told that I can't go there
There's things a man needs so I don't care
I've got my urges I've got my house,
i've got my ways to make you come out

Sit on my couch please don't disobey me
A gut feeling starts to burn like Hades
One video and you're on your knees
God looks down and moans, yeah God is pleased

See the sweat dripping from my chest
It feels real good man, I'm feeling blessed
My mother loves me for who I am
These things I do she understands

You're young and hopeful and blessed with his love
I say my prayers as you take your clothes off
From the altar the Lord will see
And climax in our Trinity
Track Name: Bricklover
Bricklover
Metro Hater
Girl Shover
Muscle Maker

Hit the gym and feel the pump and smash the wimps and roast the rump

Carbo Loading
Smashing Protein
Club Rubbers
Sweaty Brothers

Hit the pools and splash the fools and drink the shakes and break the rules

Drive-by Meanie
Beach Corona
Mum's Linguine
Here to bone ya

Rough and tumble, we're all bros, but we dig chicks mate, no homos

Urban Sprawl
Yuppie Mall
Ladies love my
Sylvester Drawl

Feel the pump and feel the bass and see the faggot smash hit face

Brick Lover
Club Shaker
Spunk Maker
Virgin Taker

Nine to five the vis is high I sweat all day to feel alive

Out with lads
Lamb Kebab
Love your food
Hate your flag

Apes in suit we walk in groups we're Iron Men mate, no Fruit Loops

Drive-by Meanie
Beach Corona
Mum's Linguine
Here to bone ya

Rough and tumble, we're all bros, but we dig chicks mate, no homos

Urban Sprawl
Yuppie Mall
Ladies love my
Sylvester Drawl

Feel the pump and feel the bass and see the faggot smash hit face
Track Name: It's Velcro
It's Velcro
It's always Velcro
The sweating
The smell of Velcro
I'm tired of all this useless
Complaining, spat out like toothpaste
The blaming, conflicting egos
Like flaming bulging red Speedos
My actions, you call them selfish
And its funny you think I'm selfish

Yeah the melting of Velcro drips into my subconscious
And when pride comes in place of the feeling that absconded
With my image, my knowledge, the fact that I was Velcro
Makes me sexist, and twisted, at least it makes me mellow
So now witness, the rising, eccentric elevation
It's in fits and in writhing, it feels like masturbation
There's no limit, no threshold to how much you can polish
There's just Velcro, a mental figurine to abolish.

My name was Velcro, now everyone's Velcro, your Dad's name is Velcro
Track Name: Egoshred
Love me
I'll let you love me
Yeah you know who I am
You know that I'm the man
And you can be me,
Love lick and breathe me
Too many years gone by
I ain't no Toy-Ass guy

Oh let me shred for you
Oh Ego Shred

Say my name again (It's an Egoshred)
Eat it out of my hand
You work so well spoon-fed (It's an Egoshred)
You make it all seem so grand

Feel me,
Yeah, really feel me
You know you won't believe
No you can not conceive
My inner-being
I'm so appealing
I fall down to the floor
I'm still above you all

Oh let me shred for you
Oh Ego Shred

Say my name again (It's an Egoshred)
Eat it out of my hand
You work so well spoon-fed (It's an Egoshred)
You make it all seem so grand
Glorify the paint, till its no longer human
Egoshred
Track Name: Work
I pinched again
And I woke up in a real place
And I swear it bit my skin
As realisation peeled back my face

I know exactly who I am,
I look at people who just suck all day
And its a hard-ass bummer man
Watch them watch their lives just float away

People are dead
People are dying
These people are dead
The people are dying

I dug that knife,
I cut that rope and did away with it
You let it commandeer your life
So you can talk about the same old shit

People are dead
People are dying
These people are dead
The people are dying
Track Name: Thanks, Kim
Well you feel the inhibition by instinctive intuition means you climb it and you reach it and you come down hard
Obtrusive coalition makes you doubt that once strong vision and you feel it overspilling and it drips like lard
Women, they're always the first ones to notice, you feel the guilt building but you play that part
Try to find the balance between fairness and indulgence and you try to give a shit but then its too damn hard

Teenage strife happens again, no trying to stop no apprehension
Falling over over-thinking, happily watch that old boat sinking
Isn't it funny how so quickly, fortressed thoughts become so stickly
Tell the street, yell to your parents, 21 don't need no defence.

Gonna tear it out like sinew, let it fall down from the sky
I remember I was in you, don't you look me in the eye
My life is all bad humour, my life is all bad taste
Exploding like a tumour with a blinding burn like mace
No I won't deny my impulse, I wanna grow into a man
My stomach starts to revolt in these things I understand
My ego's growing bigger, explodes in side my brain
With my finger on the trigger, blow away all the inane
Track Name: WrapAround Renaissance
When you call on the floor to stick you head in the sand
Do you ever stop and marvel how you really are a man
With your head on your neck and your neck on your spine
You made your daddy real proud kid, your teeth they really shine
So you're a man on a mission and that mission is lust
You are particle division, you spontaneously combust
You got guys that you know way back from high school
And man, they're men too, Real Men keep Real Cool
And they're true to the flag, they're nine to the five
They kick around a ball like they'll kick around their wives
They've perfected their name, made sure that it sticks
They go down to the yard, they are men they are bricks
You give a hundred and ten every day of the week
And you love your country more than you love your physique
You'll never fall into doubt as you pump on the grind
Coz the sleeve on your arm has control of your mind

Don't look into your brain,
Coz it's gone and changed
In your WrapAround Renaissance
Explode, admire the flame
Of being the same
In your WrapAround Renaissance

Never gonna crack
I'll never let my bigoted testosterone relax
My arms will be forever tied round to my back
I've mastered everything that I can in my craft
The reason being:
Sweat is all I am, and Sweat is all I'll be
Cascading down my skin as I sink in history
I've cemented my position to make sure that it lasts
And I've joined arms with my brothers as a muscle in the mass
A collection of proteins is all that I'm worth
Stuffed my head full of plaster so my brain don't have to hurt
Can't remember any thought, or sense of self control
And I hold my head high as I march the Meat Patrol

Don't look into your brain,
Coz it's gone and changed
In your WrapAround Renaissance
Explode, admire the flame
Of being the same
In your WrapAround Renaissance

Don't look into your brain,
Coz it's gone and changed
In your WrapAround Renaissance
Explode, admire the flame
Of being the same
In your WrapAround Renaissance
Track Name: Neon Sound
Words they slip away
Friends they slip away
Life just slips away
As you slip away

In the Neon Sound
The Neon Sound
The Neon Sound
The Neon Sound

They all came in waves
Merging in the days
I just sit and stare
I just slip away