The cover features a photograph of a young Jeffrey Dahmer.
1. Negative Three
I think this is a really good example of what MM & The Spooky Kids were all about, albeit being straightforward and having no special effects (like voice samples and all that). And it's strange because this reminds me of Warner's later work (circa Eat Me, Drink Me). I hope you enjoy listening this song as much as I do. His voice sounds really good here.
Give me your blood, your tears
Your high school pictures
Your words can't begin to
Satisfy my needs
Your high school pictures
Your words can't begin to
Satisfy my needs
Give you flowers
Your touch can't begin to
Satisfy my...
I can't save you from me this time
You can't save you
Nothing comes between you and I
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
It's one part you three parts me, yeah
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
Three parts me
Show me your scars
Show me your broken mirrors
Your dreams can't begin to
Satisfy my...
I can't save you from me this time
You can't hide from me
Can't hide what's inside
In your mind
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
It's one part you three parts me, yeah
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
Three parts me
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
It's one part you three parts me, yeah
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
I know, you know
It's one part you three parts me, yeah
Don't know what you see
In my negativity
Always has and always will be
Three parts me...
Three parts me...
2. Lunchbox
This is the first demo of Lunchbox, a later version (they changed the intro and the chorus entirely [making them much better, in this blogger's opinion]) of which would appear on Portrait of an American Family.
I could not get around embedding the song, so click on this link to hear it in a a song-sharing website
Why don't you eat these!
Shut up! I'm making my lunch!
Shut up! I'm making my lunch!
Bring you down
I'm making my lunch!
I'm making my lunch!
On we plow
The big bully try to stick his finger in my chest
Try to tell me tell me he's the best
But I don't really give a good god damn cause
I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well now
Now, I got my lunchbox and I'm armed real well now
Now, I got the on we plow!
On we plow
On we plow
Some day, I wanna grow up to be
A big time rock and roll star
So no one fucks with me, yeah
Shut up! I'm making my lunch! I'm making my lunch!
I got the pencils in my pocket try to put me down
Want to go out gotta get down
To the playground gonna throw down at the playground
I wanna go out
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker gonna get my metal
Next motherfucker
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Pow pow pow
Some day, I wanna grow up to be
A big time rock and roll star
So no one fucks with me, yeah
Some day, I wanna grow up to be
A big time rock and roll star
So no one fucks with me
Some day, I wanna grow up to be
A big time rock and roll star
So no one fucks with me, yeah
3. Choklit Factory
This references Dahmer's (the notorious Milwaukee serial killer) working at Ambrosia Chocolate Factory and his monstrous murders. And it's a psychedelic horror-film type of song; sends chills down my spine as I listen and read the lyrics.
The samples in the song are from the movie Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.
There was strange was a man there, I think he was the Tinker
He was standing right behind me looking up at the factory
Just before he left he said
"Nobody every goes in, and nobody every comes out"
He was standing right behind me looking up at the factory
Just before he left he said
"Nobody every goes in, and nobody every comes out"
Where's the choklit? Where's the choklit? Where's the choklit?
One boy entertained by
The torments of another soul
Touching was confusing
And he found he was all alone
The torments of another soul
Touching was confusing
And he found he was all alone
He sought salvation
In the darkness of the choklit
Sweets soaked insecurities
And sugar teased his need to kill
Peel back, the faces
We hide within our choklit shell
Some know indulgence
Some know and some go much too far
Where's the-where's the choklit?
They came hypnotized by
The promise in his somber grin
He saw s-s-s-something
In the weakness of their skin
Peel back, the faces
We hide within our choklit shell
Some know indulgence
Some know and some go much too far
Little suprises around every corner but nothing too dangerous
Is it raining is it snowing?
Is a hurricane a blowing?
Not a speck of light is showing
So the danger must be growing
Are the fires of hell a glowing?
Is the grizzly reaper mowing?
Yes the danger must be growing
For the rowers keep on rowing
Not showing signs of slowing
Any sign that they are slowing
Faster faster faster faster
Faster faster faster faster
Faster faster faster faster
Faster faster faster faster
Jeff saved for later
His prizes of iniquity
Polaroids to covet
And bones to hide in 213
Peel back, the faces
We hide within our choklit shell
Some know indulgence
Some know and some go...
4. Cyclops
A later version of Cyclops also appeared on Marilyn Manson's debut full-length album, Portrait of an American Family.
I think this version is much stronger though, as the vocals sound really sinister, yet unstable, and it's all basically a dark, raw and eerie nightmare.
And Berkowitz's guitar really comes out into the foreground here. I've always liked his style.
We are all evil inside
We are all evil inside
Cyclops woman got one eye in her head
Mascera-clotted vision she is fed
Cyclops woman can't see nothing at all
She got a pin-prick spiral hole
We are all We are all evil inside
She can't see nothing, nothing at all
She can't see nothing, nothing at all
Cyclops woman dying in her shell
Guilt got her trapped in nailed in well
Cyclops woman is the eye of the world
Who's reflection's in the re-ti-na?
She paints her eyes blackest of all
She paints her eyes blackest of all
Dialate
Dialate
We are all evil inside
We are all evil inside
We are all evil inside
We are all evil inside
I noticed all their demo tapes had strange stuff written in the credits
The After School Special liner notes end thusly:
ADDITIONAL PRAISE GO TO THE FOLLOWING FOR
INSPIRATION AND OR GUIDANCE.
dr. suess
willy wonka
little richard (the night stalker)
william s. burroughs
samie youth
jeff dalmer
scooby doo
charles manson
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