Little Jar Of Satisfactions

by Jesusto

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Rodrigo Cid Blow of stoner rock, grunge, psychedelia. Good riffs, direct but melodic at the same time. Interesting concept that goes beyond a simple parody. Provocative, intense and humorous too. Fun science fiction in "Proto Frogs". Favorite track: Proto Frogs.
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released June 4, 2015

Grabado en Estudio Calavero,2014. Satiango/ Chile.

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Track Name: Blinding Greys
Blinding greys

I build a world in my insomnia
that everybody is going to love
it starts with dawn sold
very cheap

raise your leather
sunlight radar
concrete magic beans

place the fetters
all life's in a mold, a dream zoo

praise your sweater
grow antennas
hoping enlightenment’s free

play the rebel
find your way back home, green hue

you don't need the bars
the monkey wants to stay
it looks so bright
that barely breathes
a thousand floors and walls that breed

where're the heroes?
are they sharing the lairs?

where's the people?
with mornings of nails
I have feces
tingling in my head
a thousand stories

without any sense

you don't need the guns
now we have to wait
let's buy some popcorn
and watch them eat their brains

raise your leather
sunlight radar
concrete magic beans

place the fetters
all life's in a mold, a dream zoo

praise your sweater
grow antennas
hoping enlightenment s free

play the rebel
find your way back home, green hue


walls begin to feel like gum
on the floor they will end up
My soul is coming back to my corpse
the sun returned to its vendor
Track Name: Ego Trip
Ego Trip

we have a meeting tonight, no escape plan
it's just to die
don’t have to fill the tank with plane gas
one-way track
there'll be no minute to cry and claim time
just goodbye
don't need a cynical wise to shape us
don't do bags

will break the cane
that ego has
to slow the way

i won't share the cake
it's all for me
he's here again

we have a meeting tonight, no escape plan
it's just to die
this time i'm bringing the guns and chainsaw
custom death
will not go singing the song we made up
rusty rhymes
the more i kill him, he claims with brain scams
i'll be back
i think you know the reasons why i'm sending you to death
i want to play for fun
and not to win the game
i leave you with your zeros , i'll search for my tens
no need to care at all
‘cause you are part of me.
Track Name: War Fish
Warfish

she has told me how to fix the radio
and i was wondering how it would be with polio
she proposed that we could go to swim again
but i was making cocktails for her anyway

while i'm buried
she's just staring
we'll always be a perfect match
i like jelly
she wants deli
i'm glad that she's my better...

half or full
of green or blue
we can skip the awful truth
love or war
are easily confused
how the sun can share with the moon

she has papered all our walls with art nouveau
and i went to the plains to ride a buffalo
she said that we know each other very well
and i just made a question, what's your name again

she sees fairies
in sanctuaries
and i see black monsters on the dump
she's got thirty
i am twenty
i'm glad that she's my better..

half or full
of green or blue
we can skip the awful truth
love or war
are easily confused
how the sun can share with the moon
half, full, half, full
half, full, half, full

half or full
green or blue

half or full
of green or blue
we can skip the awful truth
love or war
are easily confused
how the sun can share with the moon
Track Name: Pink Gasoline
Pink Gasoline

breathing dust of red crows
underneath the sheets
scream the vowels of pleasure
to dislocate the chin
building walls of expectations
reaching only till the knees
advancing the clock
smell the treasure
dripping slowly down the feet

Down is where i'm leading the arrows
every thought is speaking through your waist
even god is dreaming with perfection
maybe a flood would make us pretend

and again, reach the end
got the drips in fire?
condescending lady friend
now its time to miss the air
and pushing to the exit
we build a crystal place... to break

Down is where i'm leading the arrows
every thought is speaking through your waist
even god is dreaming with perfection
maybe a flood would make us pretend

No need for words
just wet your lips
get my spring
washing down the stars
get rid of a ghost
and do our routine
with knives and cream
sharpened by the clock
become the drug
that works for me
but nothing's free
and will destroy us

Down is where i'm leading the arrows
every word is melting down your legs
even god forgot to use protection
maybe a flood would make us pretend.
Track Name: Wendy
Wendy

dresses like a treasure
wendy
too old to milk breast
rat girl
the voice like hellish whistle
wendy
and too young to drink beer
rat girl

wendy, someday
you'll be away from that bar and that day
your dad, your gold dress
and your new teeth go to shine like cocaine
someday, wendy
there'll be people who praise your black hair
and your past will be erased
when you're dancing stuffed roses will rain
wendy, someday
you'll be away from that bar and that day
your dad, your gold dress dress
and your new teeth will shine like cocaine.
Track Name: Proto Frogs
Proto Frogs

inside our homes
we have to spend the evenings
if came the frogs
we have to run away

inside the pond
they never stop to eating
never enough
they made us his buffet

being eaten by hell's frogs
they leap over the skulls
we're sweetness to their tongues
where is this coming from

once in a month
we have to give four children
They have a lunch
and we have a few days free

it's getting worse
the frogs start to think
they learned to walk
we're edible slaves
now

being eaten by hell's frogs
they leap over the skulls

subdued by hellish frogs
who're leaping into our skulls

please take our blood
you holy frogs