What? (EP)

by Paul Mauled

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These were songs from the long lost second Bad Whoremoans record 'Say What Again.' I wrote these as solo songs, but we ended up doing them with the Bad Whoremoans.

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released April 25, 2013

All instruments and vocals by Paul of the Living Dead
Drums on Deathmask, Ron Is Old, and 21 by Serial Bill Gotta
Backing vocals by Ginny Tonic

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Paul Mauled New Jersey

I've been around since 2003. I learned guitar in 2004. I started the Bad Whoremoans in 2005. I joined the Undead on bass in 2006. In 2012 I changed my name from Paul of the Living Dead to Paul Mauled. I'm less creepy now.

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Track Name: Assisted Suicide
Intravenous spike into a vein
as poison drips the life drains
Everything fades slowing in a hurry
A lifeless body in a mortuary

Assisted suicide
A helping hand when it's time to die
Assist my suicide
The IV drip kills the pain inside

A dealer of death
For a price
To flip the switch at the end of your life

The choice to die
Is my right
When I pay for the pleasure to lose the fight

Assisted suicide
A helping hand when it's time to die
Assist my suicide
The IV drip kills the pain inside
Track Name: Smoke and Mirrors
You've got smoke and mirrors to cover what you lack
Your songs are mediciore just like your backing track
Fastly flashing strobe lights, distractions so to speak
Playing your guitar with your twelve year old physique

Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors

You're always acting so sad but it's just a facade
Your act is getting tired cause you act like you're a good
I know you change your image just like I change my clothes
You're nothing but a loser and everybody knows

Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors
Smoke and mirrors
Track Name: Deathmask
Indecisive doctors they don't have a clue
Medical masochists that don't know what they do
The deathmask is the doorway a welcome suffocation
A trembling hand holds the key to my annihilation

Put the deathmask on
Count to ten and then you're gone
Fastened to your face
To take you to a darker place

Silent deadly breathing from a tank
Deadly drowning without walking a plank
Suffocation a deathmask ends the sorrow
And guarantees today that you'll never see tomorrow

Put the deathmask on
Count to ten and then you're gone
Fastened to your face
To take you to a darker place
Track Name: Better Off Dead
Her bedroom didnt always have padded walls
She didn't always have someone screen her calls
She used to not be on sedatives
Now she's in the psyche ward where she lives

Something snapped inside her head
She thinks that she'd be better off dead
Somebody should tell her that she wont
Somebody should tell her that she wont

She once was a writer and a model
Until she swallowed the entire bottle
Now she sees a psychotherapist
Who can't find the artistic girl we miss

Something snapped inside her head
She thinks that she'd be better off dead
Somebody should tell her that she wont
Somebody should tell her that she wont
Track Name: 21
Here I am at 21
So much drinking so much fun
Have a beer have a shot
Who's driving home I hope I'm not

We'll drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink till you can't stand
We'll drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink till you're a man

Here I am the morning after
No more fun times no more laughter
Just a headache
Too much light
Let's go do it again tonight

We'll drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink till you can't stand
We'll drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink drink till you're a man
Track Name: Ron Is Old
(Ron voice mail) "Hey Paul, It's Ronny Skull"

Ron is old but it doesn't stop him from playing punk rock
Ron is old but he jams in his basement til 9 or 10 o'clock

I hope that when I get his age
Mature with adolescent rage
I hope when I turn 48
I can still Accelerate

Ron is old but it doesn't stop him from playing lots of gigs
Ron is old but his hair's still there so he doesn't need a wig

I hope that when I get his age
Mature with adolescent rage
I hope when I turn 48
I can still accelerate

Ron is old but he didn't get slow still as fast as 85
Ron is old but he's young at heart and he's keeping punk alive

I hope that when I get his age
Mature with adolescent rage
I hope when I turn 48
I can still accelerate

I wanna be like Ronnie Skull
I wanna be like Ronnie Skull
I wanna be like Ronnie Skull
I wanna be like Ronnie Skull
I wanna be like
I wanna be like
I wanna be like
I wanna be like Ronnie Skull
Track Name: Art School Bitch
Shes an art school girl
She makes me wanna hurl
Her pretentious ways
Her facetious praise

She's an art school bitch
Mom and dad are rich
And they pay her way
She's the old cliche

Someday she'll grow up to be
Just like mom and dad
She's an artist now but it's just a passing fad

She'll sell a photograph
And I have to laugh
No originality
Just like her personality

With her art school friends
Looking through a lens
With her photos on display
While her parents pay and pay and pay

Someday she'll grow up to be
Just like mom and dad
She's an artist now but it's just a passing fad