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Casanova Frankenstein

by Kudos the Kid

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1.
Ecstasy 01:33
Welcome to the conquest We set a new context Rag tag duo with a hedonistic complex Deconstructed then reassembled the process I put it on repeat Gonna play it till they’re nauseous Get em conscious And get em on their feet A mob with a pulse Keep em steady with a beat Packed to the walls so we take em to the street Gonna catch em by surprise when we hit them where the sleep Blasting and thrashing The voices of the masses Build the pressure until we’re blowing out the gaskets They shut us out of their golden empire So we burn it to the ground And rebuild it from the ashes We’ve got six feet of rope Six empty chambers I’m six feet under growing dreams for my neighbors so, Hoist the flag, keep your heads held high Cause only dead men aren’t afraid to die
2.
Lights Out 03:21
In a high rise with the lights out In a suit and tie where we hide out I don’t know you, but I want to You’ve got a beautiful face I can lie to Cut the lights out Now we roll uptown with the top down Everything looks better in the night with the lights out Too bold catch a cold from the new crowd Move in vain when they’re chained to a brute sound Get weightless Double knot laces Silhouette seen but oblivious to faces Won’t change for the sake of the phase That they pulled from the grave So we push to embrace this Gotta mimic every move Every step of this shape shift test We exhale then compress Facade is the vogue and we dress to impress Never give a little more Always give a little less I caught this mood in a third eye view I pick you out in a packed out room Too forward to say but it’s safe to assume That we felt this heat with the sparks in bloom Soak in the glow Move slow Navigate through the maze in the haze of the smoke This toxin is making me float And I love how it burns at the back of my throat Stand by It’s about that time Where we lose our wits When we take that dive It’s a full proof sign when I loosen my tie A brand new state when this place unwinds No need for this bar room brawl With the pool cues swinging up and down the hall The cool kids post up against the wall They want to find true love in a bathroom stall No reason to bum about I see the mayhem’s over, I’m sober now So we go back home with the top down Everything looks better in the night with the lights out
3.
Salutations I’m the doctor you’re my patient Manipulate the brain waves You’re tuned into my station Your aspirations are becoming too complacent Like dusty old boxes that you locked up in the basement My design is to keep you out the cubicle Think outside the usual And strive for something beautiful Cut the ties on the stuffy institutional We leave it all behind Redefining what is suitable It’s in the music You’ll find me in the tunes A cocoon metamorphosis To set the self anew The proof is in the true disposition getting loose Try to save you from the agony of swinging from a noose Neck tie remedy Imagination’s enemy I’d rather be the center of a trucker human centipede Hmmm maybe not but it something to consider Gotta learn to let it go before the system makes you bitter Let’s go back to the basics To spark innovation I proudly prepared you A round of temptation Embrace it Learn to see the world through a bigger view or Waste it And find yourself doomed to an endless loop Now your living through an aura is murky brown Bound to the doubt That you’re trapped in the aimless now Let me pull you out Gotta make your moments count Open and inspired When monotony is not allowed Remove the typical with clinical precision It’s a self inflicted prison Never knew what you were missing Ignite the demolition To a borrowed intuition If you’re ever gonna see You gotta look beyond your vision It’s a pause to the plain A skin that you shed A brand new beginning An idea to embed And its fear, the sensation that you thought was dead No squealing Remember that it’s all in your head
4.
It ain’t easy These emotions I feel are beneath me I only think about you when I’m drinking Let’s just toast to that But don’t forget the fact I don’t miss you Put the needle to the record let it spin It’s where it all begins I’m starring at the world below I’m letting go I’m falling in I have these memories of summer time smells When we were throwing all our hopes down a penny wish well Wet concrete Handprints in the pavement Yea it’s just another sign of the fame we were chasing We play these scenes out for our own entertainment And there’s a change in the air and I swear I can taste it I know our doubt is by far our biggest obstacle I find myself believing that this calling is not optional I think a lot about the shot we’ve got To give all this meaning and substance And not just flickering out To love and to shout “I have no idea what this is about” But what I do know is when I am gone I will fucking miss you And maybe one day I will tell you And maybe one day I will tell you We’re gonna burn, burn, burn like the fourth of July Supernova explosion It’s sound waves in motion And when these syllables get stuck in our throat We raise a toast to the words that are better left unspoken And at the heart of it We’re aching to be part of it Pursuit of understanding all the subtlety And art of it Sonic graffiti always acting as the catalyst I wanted more and I just blamed it on the avarice Assuming that the opportunity is still available I’ll find time to become a better man tomorrow Promise, Comma, Honest Mean it Glean it Compassions sporadic when lacking a tactic I’m not so sure a had a choice in this Regardless of how it is I live for it I must admit I hesitate to move my feet from where I always stood Let’s stand on top of the world and never wonder if we should
5.
(Kudos) Kudos gettin savage Like them ghouls up in the attic So we soaked up in the fabric Now we workin to unravel it Thought to be inadequate But brasher than you know Cause now with Lingo on the track It’s like their speakers won’t stop rattling Madder than a hatter dropping acid with a rabbit And darker than the demons who embody all my habits Classical fanatics seeking solace in the havoc We’re the status quo assassins, so ecstatic when we ravage it Heard them say that we’ve had enough Two more drinks gonna call the bluff Time to make a date with a solo cup Cause you ain’t no fun when you sober up Laughin at half of em Make em grovel and grab at the crumbs Plunder and pillage Then you can have all the scraps when I’m done God I need it Gotta feed it Confidence and speak conceited When competitions heated This is how we always beat it Tighten up on that loose grip And bang it out with them new hits Not so proud when it all goes down and they call you out on that bullshit (Lex Lingo) Give me all that bacon, I’m demolishing them piggies No biggie, but your girlfriend met me, then she lost her skivvies I asked her if she liked her eggs fried or fertilized Heard her lying, say she loved you when she let me between her thighs I’m just playing, I’m a wise guy like Solomon Write about the green like a High Times columnist It’s high time for all of this to come into fruition I’m sick and tired of all the friction, all your wrap sheets are phishing Put up your fist and pump it like a piston Like you’re pretty pissed off and now you’re on a mission No victim blaming I’m proud I rape the game on a daily basis for my own entertainment Made a down payment, put my city on layaway That’s a good investment, that’s some shit you gave away Living on a day to day, life is my setlist Keep your lunch money bitch, I’m coming for your breakfast (Klopfenpop) We the breakfast club Gon' bless this cut, don't mess with us Try and set me up with a little bit of vittles Don't stop till I say, "Yes, enough." Bet I'm gruff, load that farm on plate Don’t make some partial mistake that gon’ be harming my steak Man it’s a permanent state so put that flame to flesh Its alarming how you’re fake, my grill game is fresh I don't mess that Hank Hill propane's a yes But I'll plain confess, that brickette’s my main finesse Sustain that mess, with a truckload of smoke Applewood, maple plank with that bourbon soak Your roast's a joke, don't let me catch you rollin' folk With that pre-fab rub, player, no you don't So phone the pope, cause someone's got some sins to atone ... You call babyback? Man, your ribs are all bone So take a bib to the dome, You're just a blip, you're unknown So go and picnic alone, your barbie’s been overthrown
6.
Dreams are jokes to most folks I guess But most folks confess that they've settled for less In the morning conversations over cups of coffee They don't recollect walking on the moon or killing zombies With one quick kiss He’s out the door again With his paper sack lunch And his carpool friend, blank stares Mingled with the small talk He’s measuring his moments by the minutes on the time clock Nonstop always starring at the same screen Off white aesthetic always seems to be the main theme He’s in a place where the meaning of success Is to get a bigger office Fill it with a bigger desk Dealing with the stress Cause he’s sick of the charade Cause the longer that he sits Makes it harder not to stay He’s counting down the seconds until his very last day But you know they got him thinking “Well at least I got paid” Wake up another day another dollar Gotta break a sweat to buy yourself out of the squalor Got a golden touch turning rags to riches It’s a concrete jungle and it’s getting vicious I was never one to keep my power in my tie I was never one to learn a skill I can’t apply It’s not a lack of motivation in my drive But I was never one to start the same routine everyday at nine I’m not a prototype automated worker bee Or just another collar integrated in the faculty They always tell me “get your feet back on the ground” But I am not the poster boy for the igeneration casualty Now the find themselves shuffling these papers And they do it for the wealth And to keep up with their neighbors Put their passion on the shelf Push it off till later Till they wake up and they’re feeling like some strange impersonator And they tell us that’s the good life Silver bread knife Predictable stability is racking up a steep price I think success needs a drastic redesign Never settle for the dim when there’s a million ways to shine
7.
Bodies moving in slow motion Self conscious two step Bowing out on that last breath They got tuned out They’ve got two left so, Let me get my stroll straight Let me get my mind right Better yet let’s sleepwalk through this ghost town with no moonlight I got black spray paint duct tape Fill the window panes with Black spray paint duct tape Board up the open frames And shuffle through the latest playlist Trying to find our favorite song No need to skip a track The night is young, the night is long We watch the city from the backseat of the car With a subtle soundscape It defines just who we are Bang on these guitars until our blisters all have blisters I can’t tolerate the silence Never just to be another listener Gotta hit em with some noise A double decibel whisper, it goes… Turn the stereo up Don’t need a metronome just syncopated heart beats And inspiration is just the cover for an art thief And in the winter all the heat is in our headphones We keep the cadence from the rhythms with our car keys And blackout, pulsate Drifting off when I’m wide awake Two eyes shut, third eye open Always chasing that great escape They’re sleeping underground Stay in their catacombs They’re always bowing down Watch an imagined thrown Making me compelled to make a sound so strange We in the booth in the back Going bats like Wayne We let it drop, want it heavy Want it louder, want it faster I’m gonna overdrive the gain Put the max on the master I bring the bass with the beat Make it shake through the rafters, it goes… Turn the Stereo Up (Kidlookalike) Turn the stereo up, is you ready or what? Zoned on these rhythms as I glide through the city turnt up Seem like a dream feel so real I don't wanna wake up Rise and grind time to shine Kudos the Kid what's up Seamlessly stitching out the hits to keep my pockets filled up Cooking elixirs so addictive that you gotta nod bruh Thru with the wishing aint no genies in a bottle wake up Cooking up heat so unique that's right turn me back up Legendary statuses I'm aiming at it no stopping now Elevated my game I'm doing numbers I puts it down Riding on these beats I'm such a beast so stick around Pumping in my veins this music I know won't let me down I know you feeling me now so dontchu turn me down
8.
I take my time getting lost in these dry wall mazes Now I know every patron on a first name basis We caught this fever and it feels contagious When these halls get crowded And no rooms stay vacant No rich no vagrants No hesitation We’re just here and we’re living for the next sensation I sit back like a fly on the wall, It makes it easier to focus on my own fixation One part naïve One part narcissistic We all seem to think youth is meant for mischief The girls want to swoon and pretend to be lovesick The boys choose their lovers by the shade of their lipstick and Every word was laced with a kiss but Every kiss was laced with remiss of Another piece we’re not sure exists Every time we get close it feels like we missed it There was a time it was good now it’s broken Ghost’s walking round the house like they own it Got demons pacing up and down the hall So I live this live this night like it’s my last I’m bound to fall Another night cap Another pagan evening cause we Need a moment that feels worth repeating We save hindsight for the morning after Cause we only recollect what the camera captures Post disaster, or post success I think it’s just another notch on the post at best Got a dashboard confession, get it off my chest I saw him boast to the mirrors and they seemed impressed “Yea, these kids these days, they just want praise” Its reckless ambition and it won’t be phased Now it gets a little old when we hear them say “You need a little self respect and a job that pays” Hush that nonsense, and save that lesson We’re never gonna settle for less than perfection I’m much more concerned with my first impression While I’m watching for her blush through a pale complexion (DNA) Yo imma rise up, I'm a stand as the man That steps to the scene looking like a hundred grand, Hold the world in my hand, palm it Present it as gift, say what, it’s yours! I’m the jam in the park, the beast after dark, That sweat on your neck when the heat about to spark I'm the Mack, you stick yourself when mishandling my darts, This here is Shakespeare you just go and play your part The lethalist of weapons I walk with Sasquatch, ain't no time for half steppin, When its time to go to war, call my team of seasoned veterans My birds by the flock, keep them at my call and beckon You stay messing with them chickens, an eight piece bucket, two sides, and a biscuit One out of four’s a bad chick; the rest is leftovers left in the back of fridges Doggie bags for yall bitches...
9.
I never really knew if it was right or wrong Same old song You always make it seem like we don’t belong I want you to know I don’t mind letting go but it’s been so long The world spins on Gotta save face I’ll see you again Another time Another place Then again I just stare into space and I reach for your sound, for your smell, for your taste Best just to forget but I can’t forget I waste my thoughts on the time we spent It’s hard to admit There’s a hole in my chest and I feel so sick I’m doubting myself Affecting my health I hide these frames at the back of the shelf Too weak cause I just don’t eat Did I sleep this week? Too tired to tell It’s in the air and I’m breathing Catch a cough and I can’t stop wheezing I know we’re toxic Blame this season I blame myself when you go and I watch you leaving Fuck this circus I’m not worthless I’ve got value I’ve got purpose Tell myself at the end of the day You improved my life when you threw this all away It's been a long time since I've arched the spine of this book Cause I hear the same songs with the same damn hooks Goosebumps behind closed doors Parachutes spinning no need for a floor I put it down when it hurts like hell That’s the only way I could tell I was doing well But I never could read you Here’s a little preview of what this paper back looks like with a sequel Never mind the pedals Never mind the rust Never learned how to settle, I'm just blowing off the dust Never mind the pedals Never mind the rust Never learned how to settle, I'm just blowing off the… What’s the point in dialogue if no one ever hears you? I should get out of this house like I meant to But get weak on my feet When I see you on the street, wear a smile you can see through Let’s pretend that we spoke too soon And lose ourselves in the afternoon The ink on your skin’s raised up like brail And I find myself in between your nails My hearts skipping beats like a cd on the floorboard And now I know why you said that you need more And when I wonder why it’s not that way I remind myself that I threw this all away
10.
I’ve been burning every bridge that I can find Looking for some peace of mind But all I’ve got for my time is Cigarette butts and some coffee grinds But did we do it? Didn’t we do well? Didn’t we do it? It’s a brand new day Let’s get out of our cage I’m getting tired of always running through this rat race mindset Take a step back and tell me what you see Is the world the way you wished it when you’re drifting off to sleep? (Its not) If this illusion is the source to all our problems I guess we need to find a better way to solve them Cause what’s divisible between two individuals Just seems to get reduced into something that is pitiful Its digital, and always lacking in touch We keep our eyes on what important when the pressure’s too much And what’s a little bit of love without lust? We always think with our minds but it’s our hearts we should trust Let’s keep moving while the world stands still And we should let it go, and we could drink our fill And we could make it a point that we find our voice Cause if we lose ourselves now then its all downhill And we should learn to let it go, we should drink our fill And we should keep moving while the world stands still and say… I heard her five year plan was to get found get wealthy No work, no talent just a well placed selfie But we can’t buy ourselves out of worthlessness On a journey just to find out what the purpose is And if I had one more breath I would fill my lungs Cause I’ve got a song that just needs to be sung We could treat it like a battle that just needs to be won Try to give a little meaning to a job well done But then it’s all about the money It’s all about the show It’s all about the look And it’s all in who you know And it’s all just substituting for the lack of connection So I’m trading in this vision for a different perception We know now that our time won’t last So we could take a few steps to a brand new path We could burn a bridge let it turn into ash Now I’m burning all these bridges so we never go back Cause its not about the money It’s not just who you know It’s about the love we get when we learn to let it go I say… And as long as my heart’s still beating I’ll keep repeating that we won’t be beaten A good thief makes it easy to believe That you can spend you way to heaven If you only pay the fee There’s no trades, no refunds, and no receipts The truth is they’re not selling what we need
11.
The horizon is all pitchforks and axes Think a torch or two is going to break my habits? Let them come, maybe just another villain’s what they need Casanova in the bed, Frankenstein in the streets If they ruin our apocalypse you know these “fuckas gots to go” Met my nerdy reference quota Fit in with the status quo And did I mention That we’re dying for attention Got that alcohol addiction so I pour another Flaming Moe We gettin caught up in the evilest shenanigans A man with no name but they call me Zap Brannigan Call it what it is with a label you can trust How the fuck we get so fly? Cause we breathing in that pixie dust 2 am and I can’t sit still Waste time on a new cheap thrill Too loud? Well I beg your pardon, permit to party License to ill So bump that Nerdcore and blast that Backpack I cite my sources, fuck Gambino is the hashtag Rebels raising black flags Never moving in reverse Always drink from solo cups cause Solos always shoot first Count my midichlorians, twenty thousand fifty-five And I always take that blue pill just to keep the dream alive The dude abides Did you know I knew you knew I knew? I know this much is true, Never trust a man with no cape behind his suit And all my nemesis just want the world on mute They said that silence is what’s golden but this paradox does not compute Self destruction, frontal lobe abduction Threaten me with death rays, I’m acting like it’s nothing Think you’re superhuman? Well, you’re not the only one You’ve got that big rocket launcher But I’m dual wielding these shotguns and we Are the gunslingers, itchy trigger fingers Pull the hammer back, cloud of smoke, and let it linger The drown our sorrows in a sack full of these Krabby Patties Fatty fatty boombalatty, lets get down in that Caddyshack Bump that title track, Casanova Frankenstein Sold the movie rights so buy your tickets Get in line We’re not your average incorruptible type golden boys Egging on these villains just to save the world and make it mine

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released August 19, 2014

All tracks written and recorded by Kudos the Kid at Made In Jax Studios in Jacksonville, Fl unless otherwise noted.

Additional Vocals by Shawn Lightfoot on Track 3
Additional Vocals by Drakar on Tracks 4 and 8
Additional Vocals by Ryan Roets on Track 10
Additional Vocals by Ross Giannini on Track 11
Additional Guitar by Shawn Lightfoot on Tracks 3, 7 & 8
Mastered by Paul Lapinski at My Platinum Sound Studios

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