Boner Machine

by Solarbear

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about

Solarbear has tooled and died his melodic phalli into a spread-eagled master class of bulging proportions.
This boner machine is set to kill. It will not stop until every last drop of your will is drained. Euphemisms and inuendos.

Turn it up and rip the knob off.

~Arnie Holder (Datathrash)

Mastered by Grant Henry
www.stemagemusic.com

credits

released 06 September 2014

Special guest appearances by:

Jacob Cooke (Bad Lag Bedlam)
RainbowDragonEyes (El Gohqué)
Hype Squad (Boner Machine)
Mr Wimmer (Sleaze Grater)
Seth Twardy (Comemierdas)

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Track Name: The Ballad of El Gohque
Lightning strikes the very tombstone
on the ground where El Gohque lay.
Thoughts of vengeance, years of hate,
propels him up from his ancient grave.
Neither sinners, nor criminals are safe from his righteousness.
He quickly drags them down to hell
to miry pits of blood and piss.

Over rooftops, underground
no place is safe from his violent hand
one last predator he must put down
to bring justice back to the land.

Tracks the crime lord to his home,
he fills El Gohque full of lead
but he cannot, nor can you
kill that which refuses to be dead.

Severs the head, bloody justice
so be warned and tell all your friends
no evil deed goes unpunished
El Gohque rides again.
Track Name: Boner Machine
Don't you want to sailing?
Sailing along.
Maybe bareback riding?
16 furlongs.
Set adrift in the ocean
We'll be nice and wet.
No way to tell who'll come first
So place your bets.

Don't you want to go with me?
Around the back.
A clothes-optional picnic
What's in that sack?
Odori-don, oh!
That's quite a treat.
Only enough for me though,
What're you to eat?

Writhing.
Writhing along.
All your orificia,
plugged/spilling ink and spawn.
And if cephalopods
don't turn you on
You're in the wrong sea baby,
Why you talking to me?
Where the hell did you go wrong?