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Weeding the Garden State

by Rattleback

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Connor Benson
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Connor Benson The tantrum that last almost a minute slams so fucking perfectly. My god and the bass! Favorite track: Juxtaposition.
gumshoebelly
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gumshoebelly So hard to pick a favorite!!! Love them all! What I love is how they don't sound like anyone else. Completely unique and original. That's not easy to do in this genre. The whole album just kicks so much ass. My House is right up there as a favorite. Favorite track: Street Fighting Lipizzaner Girl.
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1.
YIP 01:43
Skin the calf just like a bushman-s Blow my brain out through my nose Shuck my skull like fresh grown corn Feed buckshot through rows of canines Loop the noose neck as my ankles snap the nails from my hand bite down hard on my own tongue my eyes roll back and I am done Blown transistor Double fister Sister fucker Outta lucker Spit bits of my ribcage, through the remnants of my teeth Spit bits of my ribcage, through the remnants of my teeth Spit bits of my ribcage, through the remnants of my teeth Spit bits of my ribcage, through the remnants of my teeth Skinned alive, I been skinned alive
2.
Holy fuck, what’s the time? Shit fuck shit 11:49 Outta beer, outta goon C’mon motherfucker, forget your shoes Panicked late night bottleo run I’m on a Panicked late night bottleo run Panicked late night bottleo run CUNT Please tell me ya got the cash Raid the couch, the secret stash Lexia, vomit bombs No I will not keep my calm Panicked late night bottleo run Panicked Late night bottleo run Panicked late night bottleo run Fuck boys, she’s shut!
3.
I cum in my pants Sacrifice is going on Can you fuck off please? Stretching every tendon, lower Lower! I just want an angry fuck Didn’t know you had any feelings Spiders on my cock I just want an angry fuck Didn’t know you had any feelings Spiders on my cock I cum in my pants Sacrifice is going on Can you fuck off please Stretching every tendon, lower Lower!I just want an angry fuck Didn’t know you had any feelings Spiders on my cock I just want an angry fuck Didn’t know you had any feelings Spiders on my cock
4.
Robin red breast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage Dog starved at his masters gate Predicts the ruin of the state Each outcry of the hunted hare Fibre from the brain does tear Game cock clipped armed to fight Does the rising sun affright He who the axe to wrath has moved Shall never be a woman loved Horse misused upon the road Calls to heaven for human blood Lamb misused breeds public strife And yet forgives the butchers knife Kill not the moth nor butterfly For the last judgement draw nigh (TANTRUM)
5.
Does she like fighting more than beer? X 8 Not too fond of me Not too fond of people Likes to smash their faces Likes to hang with Bill Not a big fan of other races Likes to spit at the sun Kicks and screams like a child She destroyed my bathroom tiles She drank all my beer Slit my throat from ear to ear She’s a horse She’s a horse She’s a horse She’s a horse She’s a horse She’s a horse She’s a horse She’s a horse
6.
Pond Scum 00:47
Pond scum knocking at the window x 12 Cunt x 1
7.
Blame 01:47
A woman walks home alone You get the urge, not her fault Had a skinful? Not an excuse No means no means no fuck off Got her new dress on, happy and free Guess what, not her fault Get it through ya neanderthaline skull No means no means no fuck off I was stood on an inner city balcony As I was staring at the lone person below She was on the phone to a friend She was terrified She was cryin’ Gutters overflowing in the Melbourne rain She begged her friend to stay on the line Please stay on the line She was scared for her life She didn’t wanna die She just wanna get home She doesn’t deserve to feel like that It’s not her fault Women are killed on our streets How many women dead in 2018 75% knew the attacker Loved one, shoulda known better
8.
Born with red, fucked eyes I turn ‘em inside Permanent ire Self loathing oozing With my brain out through my nostrils Split my skull and fuck the sockets How the fuck did I get home? Looks like I fucked yet another phone Much rather be alone But that I’ll swallowLeave my hovel So what if I make a cunt of my self? I don’t give a shit, never will How’d my knuckles get like this? Fucken make myself so sick Look myself in the mirror Smash it up Or myself with fervour Mash my guts up against the bottle Get a grip Tie the rope Kick the throttle Depression follows anxiety, anxiety follows depression Depression follows anxiety, anxiety follows depression Flatline Human landmine X2
9.
Someone takes a fatal pill At this cheery festival ‘nother young life on the line You know who can save their lives Can’t stop the youth from acting up You out of touch conservative fuck Rather take a tested biccy Than let my parents bury me (Alcoholic Tantrum)

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released September 25, 2020

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Punk band from Melbourne. Bass, Drums and Vocals.

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