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Bitchin'

by Pat Veil

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1.
Dust Devil 02:51
Across the valley and down the ranch To see the Wizard, aid him in his plans He gathered up all the boys and girls He's gonna teach them how to save the world Some people say that he's no good Some say he's just misunderstood He'll take you where they angels fear to tread Out where the sands are running red Air, trees, water, and animals Knock one down and the rest will surely fall Heaven knows when we'll all arrive Not before we're all the way alive Some people say life is a dream Some claw their eyes out, with a scream He'll take you where the angels fear to tread Out where the sands are running red Across the valley and down the ranch To see the Wizard, aid him in his plans He gathered up all the boys and girls He's gonna teach them how to save the world Now take a gander at your game Maybe your mirror is to blame He'll take you where the angels fear to tread Out where the sands are running I'll take you where the angels fear to tread Out where the sands are running red
2.
Take One 04:15
Sun's half up, another shitty day. Nothing's doing, anyway No sense getting dressed. Even the cat's depressed Check the news. I got to laugh. Some jerkoff hacked all the gas I guess I'll take a walk several times around the block And think about our lives 'til sweet death's kiss arrives Flood waters rise and this clown show dies Take one! The world is cursed Take two! It's even worse I'm feeling the crunch God's out to lunch Take one! Nothing to say Take two! Wash it away This mission has failed The captain has bailed Bank called. My account was robbed by some Floridian slob He shalt not be caught. Don't give it a second thought Check the headlines at the store. Papers gearing up for war The people who cheer were anti-war, last year And I say damn. What a mess, watching humans regress To the point of a gnat. Neurons drowning in fat Take one! The world is cursed Take two! It's even worse Ignoring the call The flipper missed the ball Take one! Nothing to say Take two! Wash it away It's clogging the drain It's enough to drive a man insane Take one! The world is cursed Take two! It's even worse Panties in a bunch God's out to lunch Take one! Nothing to say Take two! Wash it away Please rain forty days Or set this shit ablaze Take one! The world is toast Take two! Give up the ghost Take one! Seize the day Take two! Draw the shades Take one! Open your eyes Take two! Wave goodbye
3.
You're so cold and all the sights are blurred Try to speak, you can't form any words Then you stumble. Then you puke And they're there to capture you Take a bow. Here comes your ten seconds of fame Lights Camera Action Welcome to the brand new stage Lights Camera Action Twisting your life our way Spinning your frustration into gold Cut the context out and then it's sold One splice here. One edit there To us, any game is fair Gently tap record. You'll never get away Lights Camera Action Welcome to the brand new stage Lights Camera Action Twisting your life our way Everybody longs to go so far All the world dreams of being stars Smash your life into a million shards Slashing ribbons of your oldest scars Lights Camera Action Quenching the thirst for rage Lights Camera Action Human dignity's passé Lights Camera Action Snuffing your life today
4.
Life's overrated. Get on out and shake it like a fool on Friday night End of the ride. Time to decide. Live in fear or die in fright Years you wasted. Feelings that were pasted to your face, like a silly mask To whom do I speak? Is your mind so weak that you even have to ask No one wants you No one needs you End of the road for you It's down to the wire End of your world You're just a log on the fire Loud and vapid. Your descent was rapid as you fell into yourself Off with your head. Blood is glowing red. Toss your skull up on my shelf Eye sockets, empty as your pockets. Now I've had my fill No matter. Laughing as you splatter when I move in for the kill Panic stricken Don't be chicken End of the road for you It's down to the wire End of your world You're just a log on the fire End of the road for you It's down to the wire End of your world You're just a log on the fire End of the road for all It's down to the wire End of the world We're all just a logs on the fire Birds on a wire Time to retire Logs on the fire
5.
Hell Bound 03:25
Lay down your burden and sit a spell While I spin this tale I tell It doesn't matter much, the place or year It'll be the last words that you ever hear It doesn't matter what nobody said It's time you laid down in the bed you made Everyone I know is Hell bound Everywhere I go. Hell bound Everything I feel. Everything I see Is Hell bound to me No time for crying. Just accept your fate I'll bet you thought you were something pretty great Guess there are those who take a different view But I'm the one who showed up to damn you In consolation, least you're not alone Kick off and pass the gates of your new home Everyone I know is Hell bound Everywhere I go is Hell bound Everything I feel. Everything I see Is Hell bound to me Everyone I know is Hell bound Everywhere I go is Hell bound Everything I feel. Everything I see Is Hell bound Gone South Hell bound, like me
6.
Roll out of bed. Jumpstart the day Social life is just a click away Nobody really has a thing to say Except whines and gibberish Grown accustomed to the stench of yourself You're looking like a homeless Keebler elf I oughtn't shame you for your lousy health But I will anyway Don't sweat it. You're gonna get it, now Yeah I said it. I'll break you somehow One hand on the keyboard as you're dying all alone Leaving only so many bones Your life's plan is getting crypto rich Playing video games on Twitch Or maybe start a blog moan and bitch About all and nothing You look to others for what to say Hold the line, too scared to stray Ideas are flexible, anyway And the mob is howling Don't sweat it. You're gonna get it, now Yeah I said it. I'll break you somehow One hand on the keyboard as you're dying all alone Leaving only so many bones Your mother comes down to make the bed In your chair, pants down, you're dead A vein burst inside your head Four days prior They say your funeral was pretty calm Only an old priest and your mom The rest all hit up Legacy.com And no one's crying Don't sweat it. You're gonna get it, now Yeah I said it. I'll break you somehow One hand on the keyboard as you're dying all alone Leaving only so many bones Leaving only so many bones Leaving only so many bones Leaving only so many bones
7.
Cocoon 03:40
Well it was back in 1985, way back when Wilfred Brimley was still alive Anyway, Hume Cronin and Don Ameche were just being old, hanging out on a Florida beach They met some aliens and they became friends And took a dip in a magic pool It made 'em feel alright. It was outta site Until it got screwed up by some old fools Cocoon Cocoon Cocoon Cocoon Then, Steve Guttenberg came in And he peeped on a chick while she peeled off all of her skin It was one of those movies that made Boomers cry Cause they knew pretty soon half the cast was gonna die The film was such a hit. You couldn't escape it The whole damn cast came back for a sequel But Opie Cunningham. He couldn't give a damn He made that crappy Han Solo prequel Cocoon Cocoon Cocoon Cocoon Here we go Cocoon Cocoon Cocoon Oh God, Cocoon Cocoon Hey. Did you hear the one about Wilfred Brimley Too soon Shut up Cocoon
8.
Rage quitting. Who you think you're kidding How'd you get so low, so fast Venom spitting. Happy trails Don't let the door hit you in the ass And I know some things that one can feel are better sung than said And I know that time won't heal these wounds, so just put it to bed And you know that meeting me could only rip your life to shreds Guess I'll live rent-free in your Cut ribbons. Everything's forgiven On the path to piece of mind Your bitching, drowned out by A couple bars of Auld Lang Syne And I know that some things one can feel are better sung than said And I know that time won't heal these wounds, so just put it to bed And you know that finding me can only rip your world to shreds So I'll live rent-free in your head In your eyes, burning wild, glowing red Storms in your words pass right by overhead And I know that anything I feel is better sung than said And I know that life itself may be a raging vale of dread But I know that loving me can only rip your heart to shreds So I'll live rent-free in your head
9.
You're never happy unless you ruin someone's day Trail of bodies broken by the games you play Your bratty shrieking voice is your tool of fear Well, your winning streak is gonna end right here Don't bitch at me Don't bitch at me Won't get you anywhere Don't bitch at me Babe, you'd better see Don't bitch at me I don't care War of attrition is the game you play Break another spirit until you get your way This might've worked with everyone you ever met But you ain't come across a man like me, quite yet Don't bitch at me Don't bitch at me Won't get you anywhere Don't bitch at me Or you're gonna see Don't bitch at me I don't care Floating through a cloud Muting all worthless sounds Ignoring your voice Like only so much white noise Don't bitch at me Don't bitch at me Won't get you anywhere Don't bitch at me Scream until you bleed But don't bitch at me I don't care Don't bitch at me Don't bitch at me You're neither precious nor rare Don't bitch at me You listen to me Don't bitch at me I don't care I will decide what is fair So don't bitch at me I don't care
10.
Well, I ain't got two tickets to Paradise Pack your bags, anyway, cause we're leaving tonight I been working overtime, racking up my sins Now there's only one club that's gonna let me in No. I ain't going where the angels fly For once, I will not be getting high I'll be going where I'm gonna fry I'm going to Hell. We're going to Hell And if you wanna see me, tonight I guess that I will see you in Hell I'm going to Hell. We're going to Hell And if you're looking for me, tonight Then you can just go to Hell Now I kiss each round, before I load the gun And I blow my brains out by the setting sun When I feel the Hellfire frying up my skin That's when I know that I've arrived. Let the Party begin No. I ain't going where the angels fly For once, I will not be getting high I'll be going where I'm gonna fry I'm going to Hell. We're going to Hell And if you wanna see me, tonight I guess that I will see you in Hell I'm going to Hell. We're going to Hell And if you're looking for me, tonight Then you can just go to Hell I'm going to Hell. We're going to Hell And if you wanna see me, tonight I guess that I will see you in Hell I'm going to Hell. We're going to Hell And if you're looking for me, tonight I guess that you can just go to Hell I'm going to Hell. We're all going to Hell And if you wanna see me, tonight I guess that I will see you in Hell

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Newly remixed/remastered/refurbished reissue of Pat Veil's debut solo album. Originally recorded and released in 2021. This is the definitive edition.

Dedicated to the memory of Nick Levay.

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released January 26, 2024

Tracks 1-6, 8-9 Produced by Nick Levay and Pat Veil in 2021
Tracks 7 and 9 produced by Pat Veil in 2023

Remixed and remastered by Pat Veil in December 2023 and January 2024

All songs composed by Pat Veil

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Pat Veil is a phantom.

He hides by day and moves under the cover of night.

Once a guitarist/vocalist in the acclaimed rock band Sir Dove, since 2020, he has released a string of albums showcasing his "pop/rock with sharp claws,” melding of 70's and 80's rock with Veil's penchant for extremely distressing, yet often humorous, lyrics.

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