If I want something done right I’ve got to do it myself
That’s the last time I count on you - you had one job to do
Serves me right for believing someone
With a face like yours - no brains to back it up
Like someone left a psycho in charge of the ice cream truck
And he’s tearing ass through neighborhoods with gospel cranked up
Don’t be that guy... seriously
Like someone left a douchebag outside in the blazing sun
And it burst everywhere instead of just shriveling up
You’re an ocean of exploding douchebags
But instead of perfume you smell like jetsam
You had one job to do but you fucked it up
Like a douchebag
Former members of the great band SubRosa return as The Otolith, and their debut LP finds them at the peak of their mighty powers. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 24, 2022