We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Dontishedly: A Tribute To The Dont's

by Spoon+10

/
  • Streaming + Download

    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
    Purchasable with gift card

      $5 USD  or more

     

1.
Commentary 1 01:09
2.
The regiment took the hill again. We say: thank God for the regiment. The government sent us to kill again. We say: God damn Mr. President. We've evidence that we suspect Our enemy has foul intent. We'll storm his hill and crash his gate And get him first 'fore it's too late. It's a great day to meet you maker! A great day to meet you maker! A great day to meet you maker! It's a great day to meet you maker! The regiment took the hill again. We say: thank God for the regiment. The government sent us to kill again. We say: God damn Mr. President. Their sentiments come from down below. We'll save them from themselves, you know. They say they've got their own way of life. We say: convert, or face the knife. Off with their heads! Set 'em free! God's on our side! Hold 'em off, hold the line! We'll do 'em in, we're doing fine! It's a great day to meet you maker! A great day to meet you maker!
3.
Commentary 2 00:12
4.
Blah blah blah, your thoughts get in my head Blah blah blah, install GPS sensor (and a) Blah blah blah, a silk noose around my neck (and a) Blah blah blah, I don't know where it all comes from or where it's going to (and a) Blah blah blah, some other man's name on my underwear (and a) Blah blah blah, puts a logo on my back Blah blah blah, commitments coming to me in my mailbox (and a) Blah blah blah, my phone number floating all over the world I'm lost in my post-modern life (and a) Blah blah blah, is piling up my fears (and a) Blah blah blah, is tearing up my head Hallelujah, my post-modern life Surviving my post-modern (life) My post-modern life My post-modern life, my post-modern life is a big blah blah blah (and a) Blah blah blah that I got from you (and a) Blah blah blah, (and a) Blah blah blah (and a) Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah I'm lost in my post-modern life Blah blah blah that I got from you
5.
Commentary 3 00:14
6.
I want to feel the way it all falls apart I want to feel the way you jerk me off I want to feel the way my ship comes in I want to feel your laughter medicine The let-down is what I'm talking about The let-down is what I'm talking about Yes I want to feel, and I want to know How you let me down, just how you let me down Would you let me down? Would you let me down? The let-down is what I'm talking about I want to feel you keep your fingers crossed I want to feel the way your value drops I want to feel the way you let me down And I want to feel the goes-around coming 'round Would you let me down? Would you let me down? Don't bite the hand is a piece of cake Fool and his money weren't built in a day Time flies all the way to the bank Beauty's in the eye of the weakest link
7.
Commentary 4 00:41
8.
AKA SOB 04:23
All jacked up on vino The fear don't get to me no Except when they start to breed Their eschatology My inner El Camino Son of my labido Peeling out in front of me In my effrontery Is this reality? Hey you righteous, down on your knees for me Fake messiah, a.k.a. S.O.B. Hey you righteous, down on your knees for me Fake messiah, falling all over me falling all over me, falling all over me A taste for end-times is wasting our time Backed up by the big church, claiming heaven's gate The soulless take control, welcome the witness in Sending us the bills, paying for their sins Hey you righteous, down on your knees for me Fake messiah, a.k.a. S.O.B.
9.
Commentary 5 00:28
10.
Sissy Resist 06:31
Sissy Resist Sissy resist, sissy resist, sissy resist, sissy resist I will Sissy resist, sissy resist, sissy resist, sissy resist I will Live by the fist, die by the fist, cease and desist, sissy resist I will Live by the fist, die by the fist, cease and desist, sissy resist I will With my 4x4 with the tailgate down And my U.S. flag and my hat 'round backwards, I will, I will resist And with my hair cut short and my statistics of my televised sporting event, you're dang right I will, I will resist I will sissy resist, sissy resist, sissy resist, sissy resist, I will Live by the fist, die by the fist, cease and desist, sissy resist I will And with my flag held high and my evil eye And my seen-it-all-before lifestyle, you know I will, I will resist And with my father's mind and my sacred balls And my god-given fear of the unusual, I will, I will resist I will sissy resist, sissy resist, sissy resist, sissy resist I will Live by the fist, die by the fist, cease and desist, sissy resist I will S-I-S-S-Y, S-I-S-S-Y, why? The things that make you a man Why you got to be a tough guy? The things that make you a man Why you got to be such a tough Tough guy, such a tough guy, such a tough guy, such a tough tough, such a tough guy S-I-S-S-Y
11.
Commentary 6 00:07
12.
Worldview 05:27
What a shame it is (ah shame, shame, shame) When I blame it all on you (ah, not me, sissy) In the cinema (in the what?!?) When I frame it all around you (I see Rene!) Who could believe it, you know it's true Who could believe it, you know it's true I got my own way to convict you Offenses of taste and decency Theology and geometry Crashing down on my world view And the messed up things you do I'm always looking out for you Don't you fight me now (ah put 'em up) I'm going to write it down for you (oh, write it down brother, write it down) I'm your working boy (I'm a man) In the Night of Joy with you (oh joy) Who could believe it, you know it's true Who could believe it, you know it's true My valve shuts down around you Revolution in a factory Pirates eating all our weenies Crashing down on my world view And the fucked up things I do I'm always reaching out to you Who could believe it, you know it's true My girl and me Kissing off the university Crashing down on my world view And the fucked up things we do How can I make it up to you
13.
Commentary 7 00:09
14.
Gasoline 04:14
The dirty Swiss, 1806, invented the I.C.E. 1906, the Model S, was every man’s wet dream Let’s take the highway, we’ll drive all night I’ll watch for 5-0, you watch the lights And if perchance we reach the sea Then you can scatter me, oh Gasoline, it's in my veins It gets me off, it kills the pain Where does it get you? I don’t know Where does it get you? I don’t know So here we sit, 2006, with one foot in the grave We stab and steer and never fear, we’re gunning all the way Let’s take the highway, we’ll drive all night I’ll watch for 5-0, you watch the lights And if perchance we reach the sea Then you can scatter me, oh Gasoline, it's in my veins It gets me off, it kills the pain Where does it get you? I don’t know Where does it get you? I don’t know Gasoline, it's in my veins It gets me off, it kills the pain Where does it get you? I don’t know Where does it get you? I don’t know Gasoline, it's in my veins It gets me off, it kills the pain Where does it get you? I don’t know Where does it get you? I still don’t know Gasoline, it's in my veins It gets me off, it kills the pain Where does it get you? I don’t know Where does it get you? I do not know Just grab the keys and take this road, all through the night Dose yourself, with traffic lights No control, no remorse Salvation is an iron horse that takes you over the mountain Or, sometimes it takes you under the highway Or, sometimes just to the edge of the city Or, you hope to make it out of the driveway But, it looks like we, looks like we, run out of, gasoline, gasoline Looks like we, run out of, gasoline, gasoline Looks like we, run out of, gasoline, gasoline
15.
Commentary 8 02:40
16.

about

This album is an alternate audio track for a DVD of a live performance by The Dont's at Slim's in San Francisco on April 14, 2007.

credits

released April 19, 2008

All songs by The Dont's
Vocals by Zelda Koznofski
Music and vocals by Steven Bolinger

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Steven Bolinger San Francisco, California

Steven Bolinger
is an independent multi-instrumentalist and composer steeped in rock 'n' roll culture living in San Francisco, CA.

He has a penchant for The Metal™, progressive rock and electronica/dance music, and on occasion, a good melody.

He is lyrically challenged and not a musical theater person (though many of his friends are).
... more

contact / help

Contact Steven Bolinger

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this album or account

If you like Dontishedly: A Tribute To The Dont's, you may also like: