THE INSIDES AND OUTSIDES OF PLASTIC SURGERY: SINGLES 2004-2008

INVISIBLE SKIN

(D.Duncan)

Black lung banger, I got some time on my hands; watch on my sleeve.

I got a bad habit with cocaine in my bloodstream, walking in the street.

I feel so good but I act so bad, I got a blood drip follow my path.

I put a sprain in my brain, I got something I got to say.

The thought just went away. 

Chang!CHANG!

 

Invisible, invisible skin.

You can see my guts, you can see my organs.

 

Heartbeat breaker, I could never understand-what goes on in my head.

Sidewalk stalker, rock it like a nervous breakdown-I'm set for death.

I feel so good but I look so bad, I got the bloodstains on my bed.

I put a sprain in my frame, I'm so crooked I couldn't change.

I got my mind made that way.

Chang,CHANG!

 

Invisible, invisible skin.

You can see my guts you can see my organs.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan: Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Rusty Knight: Drums

Joshua Baker: Back-up Vocals

 

Kris Sampson: Record Producer

PLASTIC SURGERY

(D.Duncan)

The surgeon got me on the stretcher,tie me down in the back.

She put the pills down my throat to make me calm and relax.

Oh yeah,I feel so good.Oh yeah,I feel so high.

She got the lightning bolt hair like bride of frankenstein.

 

Inside outside plastic surgery.

I don't need no god damn surgery.

 

The murder put me on the edge,I got the pins in my legs.

I got 99 stitches that runaround my neck.

You know I get so cold I got to take on time.

She make me out to the monster with an evil vice.

 

Inside outside plastic surgery.

I don't need no god damn surgery.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan: Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and synthesizers

Rusty Knight: Drums

 

Kris Sampson: Record Producer

NEGATIVE FEELINGS

(D.Duncan)

I got a problem with silence.

You won't get it too much from me.

Walking downtown on the phone.

Smiling while I take a smoke.

Silence is a good friend to me.

 

I got negative feelings with the company.

 

What do we got with silence?

A better love for you to see.

Ignore you on the telephone,.

I'll tell you I wont be home.

You got what you thought you need.

 

I got negative feelings with the company.

 

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan: Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Trace Carpenter: Drums

 

Kris Sampson: Record Producer

SHE'S GOT A U.T.I.

(D.Duncan)

You won't stop talking to the new one you like.

You don't think that you will but then you think that you might.

You can't stand the sweat or the summer heat.

You don't have to give it out to anyone that you meet.

 

You don't got nothing better to do.

Do you wanna touch love with somebody that's new?

You think you want it.So,you give it a chance.

Now, you show the whole room with the way that you dance.

We don't got nothing better to do.

 

She can feel it. She can feel it.

She's got a U.T.I.

 

You can't stop thinking to the things that you did.

You don't think it was you but then you think that you did.

You got the feeling and it's in between.

The hole that's in the middle with the love that you keep.

 

You don't got nothing better to do.

Do you wanna touch love with somebody that's new?

You think you want it.So you give it a chance.

Now you show the whole room with the way that you dance.

We don't got nothing better to do.

 

She can feel it. She can feel it.

She's got a U.T.I.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan: Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Tommy Tjoflat: Drums

Doug Woodard: Back-up vocals

Joshua Baker: Back-up vocals

 

Kris Sampson: Record Producer

STEAK DINNER

(D.Duncan)

You make me manic with the things that you do.

You must be full of bad luck, you must be made of voodoo.

You give me problems, got to do what I do.

Do the axe murder and forget about you.

 

You got to give it up-eat it!

Steak dinner with a cannibal.

 

The point you've been missing is the reason to use.

Accidents happen and this time it choose you.

You give me problems, got to do what I do.

Tonight I set the table and forget about you.

 

You got to give it up-eat it!

Steak dinner with a cannibal.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan: Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers.

Rusty Knight: Drums

 

Kris Sampson: Record Producer

RUN WITH ME

(D.Duncan)

Run with me, run with me.

We're coming down to getting speed.

Run for miles, run for miles.

Don't look back to self denial.

 

Come with me, come with me.

Take a piss out on the street.

Run for miles, run for miles.

Don't look at me with that cold smile.

 

Run with me, run with me

We both know what we don't need.

Run for miles, run for miles.

The crack fell down to the tile.

 

DROP!

 

Come with me, come with me.

Corpse fiancé soon bride to be.

Run for miles, run for miles.

I'll love you dead in the meanwhile.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Doug Woodard: Guitars

Tommy Tjoflat: Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

 

VAMPIRES IN HEAT

(D.Duncan)

I don't know what I did last night,I woke up with an insect bite.

Snakes and spiders in my bed, I got new violence in my head.

 

I got no blood inside of me.

Invasion of vampires in heat.

 

I don't got nothing to do, I like to wear my funeral suit.

Disease blood runs to my head, I took the bite onto my neck.

 

I got no blood inside of me.

Invasion of vampires in heat.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan: Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Rusty Knight: Drums

Laura Callier: Backup Vocals

 

Kris Sampson: Record Producer

 

SWEAT CITY MADNESS

(D.Duncan)

Schizophrenic,paranoid,manic depressive.

My doctor figured out me but he don't give prescriptions.

Motherfucker get me in and get me out the door.

I got to keep it with the sick,I got to keep it with the poor.

The local pharmacist,he always gets me my refills.

I like it in Atlanta,they got very nice people.

The faggot don't do nothing,he don't do the fucking job.

He got to suck a fucking dick to get the pills that he pop.

 

I like to get high when I'm by myself.

I can get high when I'm by myself.

The reason I do it is I don't like you.

The reason I do it is I don't like you.

 

Alive in... 

Sweat city madness.

 

Schizophrenic,paranoid,manic depressive.

My doctor figured out me but he can't give prescriptions.

I got a lot of trouble with what goes on in my head.

I gotta take a little time,I got to keep it with the dead.

The local pharmacist,he always gets me my refills.

I like it in Atlanta,they got very nice people.

Motherfucker get me in and get me something good.

You know the price I got to pay to get up in the neighborhood.

 

I like to get high when I'm by myself.

I can get high when I'm by myself.

The reason I do it is I don't like you.

The reason I do it is I don't like you.

 

Alive in...

Sweat city madness.

 

Sweat city madness.

No sleep,drink,work,smoke,drink and I do it all over again.

 

FUCK IT!

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizer

Rusty Knight: Drums

 

Kris Sampson: Record Producer

 

M.N.W.M. 

(D.Duncan)

Dance, dance, dance.

You wanna dance, dance, dance.

I wanna take a damn chance on a cheap romance.

I got the bad bad feeling something could go wrong.

You get the DJ play your favorite song.

I try to like people, I do not like people.

I try to like people but you don't like me.

I got to get some of this, I got to get some of that.

I get the machine gun so she don't attack.

 

Girl, I don't wanna dance with you no more.

No more.

 

Dance, dance, dance.

You shot me dead in the chest.

I wanna make a damn bet on the murder stretch.

I got a bad feeling that it's time to die.

You beat the devil and I get so high.

I try to like people, I do not like people.

I try to like people but you don't like me.

I got to get some of this, I got to get some of that.

I save the god damn best for god damn last.

 

Girl, I don't wanna dance with you no more.

No more.

 

Murder new wave massacre.

 

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,KEyboards and Synthesizer

Rusty Knight: Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

 

SWIM!

(D.Duncan)

So many assholes talking shit, give me a fucking break.

I hate to change at giving you away.

We'll die together doesn't matter what the brothers say.

Down in the water, I'll be out off on the way.

 

Swim!

I feel a little low.

 

The shitty weather, can you give one thing that I need?

My babysitter has to go to a shrink.

You can push me, I'll still take the money back.

It doesn't matter, everybody knows I snapped.

 

Swim! 

I feel a little low.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Trace Carpenter:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

 

WALK THE DEAD

(D.Duncan)

No bodies in the graveyard,we're all out in the street.

What we got inside the bomb was a radiation leak.

We got onto the Marta and put off of the train.

Where we left a blood red message with a can of spray paint.

 

Walk the dead.

Walk the dead.

Walk the dead.

Walk the dead.

 

No bodies in the city,we've gone out OTP.

What we got inside the limit was a brain ingested spree.

We got onto the highway outside 285.

Make dinner in the country and the dead will be alive.

 

Walk the dead.

Walk the dead.

Walk the dead.

Walk the dead.

 

Walk.

Dead.

Walk.

Dead.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Doug Woodard: Guitars,Back-up Vocals

PJ Woodard: Piano,Back-up Vocals.

Rusty Knight: Drums,Back-up Vocals

Dennis Bram: Saxophone

Joshua Baker: Back-up Vocals

 

Kris Sampson: Record Producer

 

HARDCORE ADDICTS

(D.Duncan)

Hardcore Addicts.

Hardcore Addicts.

Hardcore Addicts.

 

Dirt cheap dope inside my home. 

I love to put dope in my nose.

Choke, choke I broke my throat.

I got some coke caught in my throat.

No more hope, I lost my flow.

I wanna make my heart explode.

Broke so broke, I need the flow.

I'll burn and break into your home.

 

Sex for money, sex for money, sex for money-god damn money.

Sex for money, sex for money, sex for money-i want money.

 

Hardcore Addicts.

Hardcore Addicts.

Hardcore Addicts.

 

Dirt cheap dope inside my nose.

I love to put dope in my nose.

Choke, choke I broke my throat.

I got some coke caught in my throat.

No more hope, I lost my flow.

I wanna make my heart explode.

Broke so broke I need the flow.

I'm gonna break into your home.

 

Sex for money, sex for money, sex for money-god damn money.

Sex for money, sex for money, sex for money-i want money.

 

Hardcore Addicts.

Hardcore Addicts.

Hardcore Addicts.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,KEyboards and Synthesizer

Joshua Baker:Guitar Noises,Back-up Vocals

Rusty Knight:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

 

BODY PARTS

(D.Duncan)

Come on, I wanna get with you.

I wanna get inside of you you you.

Come on, I wanna get with you.

I wanna get inside of you you you.

Come on, I wanna get with you.

I wanna get inside of you you you.

Come on, I wanna get with you.

I wanna get inside of you you you.

 

Come on,come on,come on.

I wanna get inside of you.

Come on,come on,come on.

I wanna feel your body parts.

 

(REPEAT SONG)

 

I get so deep.

I get so deep.

I get so deep.

I get so deep inside of you.

 

I get so deep inside of you.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Rusty Knight: Drums,Back-up Vocals

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

PSYCHO           (I DON'T WANNA BE AROUND)

(D.Duncan)

I don't wanna be around.

 

Psycho; scientist in operation.

Psycho; scientist with medication.

 

I do not care about you no more.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan: Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Rusty Knight: Drums

 

Kris Sampson: Record Producer

METHAMPHETAMINES

(D.Duncan)

The compound people live the night and the dead.

We lit the trash can let it burn where it sit.

You broke the bottle when it hit the street light.

I took the ghost out on a saturday night.

 

Methamphetamines.

You got to give it to me.

 

The compound people live the night and the dead.

We got the sidewalk full of burnt out cigarettes

I don't got nothing, I got nothing to do.

I hit the corner, I got nothing to lose.

 

Methamphetamines.

You got to give it to me.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan: Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Rusty Knight: Drums

 

Kris Sampson: Record Producer

WASTE MY TIME

(D.Duncan)

You talk stupid talk, you got a stupid walk.

You do what you did, you get what you got.

You got no time read, you got to disagree.

You got the time to speak, you got no time to think.

 

Why the fuck you got to waste my time? (tell me)

 

You got stupid taught, you got stupid thought.

You do what you did, you get what you got.

You were born to lose, you don't know what to do.

You got some time to use, why do you waste mine too?

 

Why the fuck you got to waste my time? (tell me)

I don't know.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Rusty Knight:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

DIRTY MONEY

(D.Duncan)

Fuck you you're despicable, intolerable, un-trustable.

God damn you're so irritable.

I'm through with you, you fucking fool.

I dont like you anymore.

I hate your face, I hate you more.

I wont talk to you no more.

You're dead to me, you fucking sore.

Dirty money,dirty money-now.

 

I don't like time. 

I want what's mine.

Dirty money on my mind.

 

Fuck you you're dislikable, intolerable, unteachable.

God damn you're so irritable.

I'm through with you-so fuck you too.

I dont like you anymore.

I hate your face, I hate you more.

I wont talk to you no more.

You're sad to me, you fucking bore.

Dirty money,dirty money-now.

 

I don't like time. 

I want what's mine.

Dirty money on my mind.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards

Rusty Knight:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

GETAWAY

(D.Duncan)

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

You can't getaway, you can't getaway. 

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

 

I fix you up, I put you down.

I took the start, I put you out.

 

I give it up and I get loose.

I give it up and I get loose.

I give it up and I get loose.

I give it up and I get loose.

 

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

You can't getaway, you can't getaway. 

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

You can't getaway, you can't getaway.

 

I give it up.

I give it up and I get.

I give it up and I get loose.

I give it up.

I give it up and I get.

I give it up and I get loose.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Rusty Knight: Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

LET'S GET HIGH

(D.Duncan)

Hell no, don't talk to me like that.

You give it up,put it up and you get it back.

I been sitting' and thinking here a long,long time.

The fucking bullshit I can't get off of my mind.

 

Let's get high.

 

Don't you know it the same old story goes.

I got no money damn straight I want some dope.

Don't leave me out now running down the line.

The bitch is back she's got out loud cocaine eyes.

 

Let's get high.

 

I got time.

Let's get high.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Trace Carpenter:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

 

YOU CAN'T TELL ME NO

(D.Duncan)

No-oh-oh, No-oh-oh.

I got you all alone, you can't tell me no.

 

Didi we do nasty, we do nasty everyday.

We do it in the morning, afternoon-we do it late.

We do it in the kitchen and you won't go home.

We listen to the Ramones on the stereo.

 

No-oh-oh, No-oh-oh.

I got you all alone, you can't tell me no.

 

I fucked her in the shower and I fucked her in the bath.

And when she broke her arm I even fucked her with her the cast.

I tried to walk her home, she don't wanna be alone.

We listen to the Ramones on the stereo.

 

You can't tell me no.

 

No-oh-oh,No-oh-oh.

I got you all alone, you can't tell me no.

No-oh-oh,No-oh-oh.

Right now we are alone, you can't tell me no.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Rusty Knight:Drums,Back-up Vocals

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

WEIRD LOOKS

(D.Duncan/R.Collins)

You got the feeling you wanna be bad.

The last one fucked you couldn't have.

Now you call me on the phone.

You sit at home all alone.

 

Weird looks.

You gave to me.

Weird looks.

You gave to me.

Weird looks.

 

She said she knew Jacques Cousteau.

She grew up on the Cosby Show.

Ever since things have changed.

You won't look at me the same.

 

Weird looks.

You gave to me.

Weird looks.

You gave to me.

Weird looks.

Weird looks.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Naomi Lavendar:Vocals

Tommy Tjoflat:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

 

SUICIDE GET DOWN

(D.Duncan)

Go suicide do it do it now get down.

We can go get down, everybody get down.

Miss suicide do it me now get down.

We can go get down, everybody get down.

 

Dance, dance!

I got to put it to the left.

Dance, dance!

I got to put it to the right.

Dance, dance!

I got to put it to the center.

I got my finger on the trigger with the gun in my mouth.

 

Yeah, yeah!

I don't wanna be human.

Yeah, yeah!

I got in trouble with the living.

Yeah, yeah!

I don't wanna be human.

Yeah, yeah-I don't wanna be human.

 

I don't wanna be human.

Yeah!

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Rusty Knight:Drums

Erik Grincewicz:Back-up Vocals

Laura Callier:Back-upVocals

 

Kris Sampson: Record Producer

ALL MY FAULT

(D.Duncan)

Open up the ground for me.

Tonight will the last I breathe.

I talk myself to certain death.

I put the bullet in my head.

 

What have I done with myself?

It's all my fault, it's all my fault.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,BassKeyboards and Synthesizers

Rusty Knight:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer

TRUE BELIEVER

(D.Duncan)

You think that nothing can happen to you.

You do what you want and you do what you choose.

Everybody says you got here too late.

You do what they can't and you do what they hate.

I like to get high every night, I like to walk in the after life.

I pass out too late and wake up in stains.

I wash out the lies that I can't explain.

Now...

 

Can it happen to you?

What do you do?

 

Smile down, true believer.

 

You hope and pray, you got something to prove.

You do what you want, you got nothing to lose.

Everybody says that you went insane.

You show them some truth and you show them some pain.

I like to live high every night, I'll die tonight and I'll walk in the light.

I sit to think, the things I can't change.

I wanna get born into the new age.

Now...

 

Can it happen to you?

What do you do?

 

Smile down, true believer.

 

Personnel:

Derek Duncan:Vocals,Guitars,Bass,Keyboards and Synthesizers

Tommy Tjoflat:Drums

 

Kris Sampson:Record Producer