Pretty Little E​.​P.

by Parade of Horribles

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released 23 February 2013

Parade of Horribles is:
Chris Mazzola - Drums
Jason York - Bass Guitar and Vocals

Additional electric guitar tracks performed by Jason York

Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Erin Dunn at Dead Records, Oceanside CA

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Parade of Horribles San Diego, California

Parade of Horribles is a two piece experimental sound disaster best described as a punk version of Primus.

Chris provides a solid foundation with a drumming style rooted in old school and hardcore punk. To this Jason overlays a flurry of different musical styles ranging from punk to funk, mixing in hints of folk, jazz fusion, classical, alternative and hard rock.
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Track Name: Pretty Little
--Pretty Little---
She's got a pretty little voice to match her pretty little tits
A jagged braid of scars on her pretty little wrists
A tendency to suffer and a need to feel the blame
A pretty little way of finding comfort in the pain

Pretty little hope for me
Pretty little chance of being free
Pretty little to believe
Pretty little that's wrong with me, there's
Pretty Little, Pretty Little

He's got a pretty little vein to put his pretty little vice
A pretty little shot at resurrecting his life
A hunger that he'll settle with a needle and a spoon
A pretty little ugly massive need to end his life too soon

Pretty little hope for me
Pretty little chance of being free
Pretty little to believe
Pretty little that's wrong with me, there's
Pretty Little, Pretty Little
Track Name: I Started a Blog
---I Started a Blog---
I started a blog today
It's called fuck off and go away
I got so many nice things to say
I started a blog today

I had a turtle named Mo and it died
I had a girl named Joe and she lied
My shoes are always coming untied
Should I use KY or Astroglide?

Took a picture of a guy in a boat
I bought a fifty dollar overcoat
I wish that I could get a fainting goat
That idol show was on and I didn't vote

There are so many crucial things around me
I write them out so all the world can feel me

I started a blog today
It's called fuck off and go away
I got so many nice things to say
I started a blog today

I write about nukes in Iran
Tsunami victims in Japan
The iPad and the Chinese hands
The dangers of an artificial tan

Write about the marrying of gays
SOPA and NDAA
How many students got pepper sprayed?
Who needs the Bill of Rights anyway?

There are so many crucial things around me
I write them out so all the world can feel me

I started a blog today
It's called fuck off and go away
I got so many nice things to say
I started a blog today

Some days we have it and others we don't
I hope you get it but you probably won't
It's hard to focus when you're bombarded
I was at the DMV today and I totally sharted

Well I could rant and rave and let my ego crave
For a minute of attention I'll become a slave
Words are neat and they're fun to type
But it doesn't matter if you get a million likes
There's an actual world with actual problems
And your tangible actions might actually solve them

Maybe we should stick to this Outernet
Where we have to shake hands and make eye contact
Where “friends” are valued for the things that they do
Not how many fucking times they LOL at you
Track Name: Scene is Dead
---Scene is Dead---
No hope doing what you love
You're the first to say it isn't good enough

Bitch about no one showing up live
Insult the ones who make it out every time

What exactly are you looking for
Stadium seats, a hundred bucks at the door?

I think it's time you looked long and hard
About what you want
Become it

If the scene is dead
Why the hell are we playing?
If the scene is dead
Why the hell are they paying?

Something's missing but you can't convey
Point the finger, pass off the blame

Too much pity at this goddamn party
Do you remember what you're doing this for?

I see a limitless creative force
Unaware of their own possibility

I think that Civ might have said it best
Let's Start Today
Become it

If the scene is dead
Why the hell are we playing?
If the scene is dead
Why the hell are they paying?
Track Name: One Planet, One Escape
---One Planet, One Escape---
Good morning citizens
I've got a bit of sour news I'd like to share with you today
My job is complicated
Sometimes it's hard to face a mirror
I've got so many souls to save

I guide by misdirection
Truth is not welcome in my home
I'm here to make you feel alone

You'll swallow what I feed you
Find gospel in the evening news
Prescribe you cigarettes and booze

One Planet One Escape
One Planet Won't Escape

I know it's hard to stomach
You've got such patriotic pride
Thousands have given up their lives

But put yourself in my shoes
You'll never understand the power of seven billion souls
I've got to save

I've offered false protection
You're so much safer on your own
You won't suffer anymore

My tendered resignation
Breaks loose the fetters of your soul
It's time for you to rule the world

One Planet One Escape
One Planet Won't Escape
Track Name: Locked in Hell
---Locked in Hell---
Gotta go gotta go my friends
I can't hang around
This bitter town there's no living ends

Six years is not enough
To where an idiot down
This urge is stirring in my blood

Gettin' tired of a cell
Yesterdays and tomorrows
They're spent staring at the keys

Gettin' tired of a cell
Bedding down with pains and sorrows
I thought I was doing well
I'm locked in hell

Hanging down by the railroad tracks
So many reasons to die
Today I'll find just one to live

But good thoughts are no safe haven
No matter how I deny
Right now I'll find just one to live

Gettin' tired of a cell
Yesterdays and tomorrows
They're spent staring at the keys

Gettin' tired of a cell
Bedding down with pains and sorrows
I thought I was doing well
I'm locked in hell