[FW181] Sweet Tooth

by Cuckoo Spit

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Dreamy, saccharine vocals clash with socially acerbic lyrics in this misanthropic single written especially for the Holiday Season.

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released December 24, 2015

all tracks copyright Cuckoo Spit 2015

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Track Name: Sweet Tooth (special k-mart mix)
as we watched at dead of night, lo, we saw a wondrous light
the sweetie shop was open!
we toast marshmallows on the fires, gather into angel choirs
but my heart is broken...

breeders preach their falsehoods and perpetuate the stench
by carting meaty sticky screamers round the shopping mall
and with tears in their eyes they sit upon a stranger's knee
who makes believe that he's their fantasy
but do they mean to deceive?
the media sustains itself by deifying consumer greed
and the ordinary people have no purpose, wanna be useful,
want their lives to be more than a waste,
so they lap it up like cream

i know i'm jaded; my innocence is totally gone
i can see things for what they are
you can say that i'm a snarky bitch
i ain't got time for that
i've gotten nothing but coal for twenty seven years flat, so
drape the tinsel round the dead tree and spray it silver
wrap your dead-end selfish plastic lies in pretty paper
try to recall what you felt in your youth
god's as real as magic and the chick that stole my sweet tooth
Track Name: Sweet Tooth (sugar crash)
as we watched at dead of night, lo, we saw a wondrous light
the sweetie shop was open!
we toast marshmallows on the fires, gather into angel choirs
but my heart is frozen...

breeders preach their falsehoods and perpetuate the stench
by carting meaty sticky screamers round the shopping mall
and with tears in their eyes they sit upon a stranger's knee
who makes believe that he's their fantasy
but do they mean to deceive?
the media sustains itself by deifying consumer greed
and the ordinary people have no purpose, wanna be useful,
but their lives are nothing more than a waste,
so they lap it up like cream

i know i'm jaded; my innocence is totally gone
i can see things for what they are
you can say that i'm a snarky bitch
i ain't got time for that
i've gotten nothing but coal for twenty seven years flat, so
drape the tinsel round the dead tree and spray it silver
wrap your dead-end selfish plastic lies in pretty paper
try to recall what you felt in your youth
god's as real as magic and the chick that stole my sweet tooth