Phone Commercial

by Hissing Tiles

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released October 5, 2013

BJ - Drums
E. ZDP - Bass/Vocals
Sorry - Guitar/Vocals

Tracks 1-3 by Hissing Tiles and Bradley Keith.
Track 4 by Hissing Tiles

Recorded, mixed, and mastered Summer 2013.
Engineered by John Hoffman at Eye Candy.
Mastered by Jacob Tippey.

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A noise-punk trio from Cincinnati, OH.


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Track Name: I Passed The BAR
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I told him the exact dollar amount
just then my life became a slur
because I had memorized to be dead


I touch the crime, I deserve its prize
now my hands are ash in an empty sink
because I had memorized to be dead

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now my S&P jerkoff pleasantries
have my grandkid screaming overseas
the only lover calling me at all
Track Name: Apt. Beating
Door frame buckles sending echoes down the hallway.
Big man shouts explicits in inebriated tongue.
Blows rain down.
Muffled screams come through the ceiling.

Roll the prone one to a more vulnerable position
Don't leave him feeling safe.
Stare at the door holding a giant knife
And wait for it to start again.

Be proud, you're a "man."
Track Name: The Grande Yankee Bride Hunt
I call the mom. breathe aerosol. gasp on cologne. offer double miles. God give me a phone commercial and a fuck on site. God give me a phone commercial. God's love did give me: locks to drag them in, blues to cut them down. my yankee bride gets to stick around.
Track Name: Monolith Days
Semi-conscious haze
Bathed in narcotic glaze
Pushing crumbs across the table
Dispose of waste when I'm able

Monolith days.

To the body that can't sit down without cables,
I'd like to try it out.
To the body that can't sit down without cables,
My life isn't over yet.

Semi-conscious on a mental float,
Languish in post-surgical bloat.
Pushing crumbs across the table,
dispose of waste when I'm able.

Monolith days.