With great power comes great slut.

by PowerSlut

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released July 3, 2014

Linnea Herzog: guitar/vox
John Bragg: guitar/vox
Jake O'Donnell: bass
Benjamin Anderson: drums/vox

Produced by Joel Simches
Recorded 02/2014 at Watch City Studios, Waltham, MA and 03/2014 at H24, Brighton, MA
Additional Sonic Chocobliss™ mixing and mastering at Sonic Enhancement Specialists, Ltd.
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Joel Simches

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"Wisecracking, potty-mouthed, “slut positive,” volume-cranked, indie rock with something of a ‘60s vibe and a lot of contemporary attitude." - Greg Cook, WBUR

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Track Name: Threesome
I saw those pictures in your house
I saw the pictures on your walls
I turned the corner, there you were
Why do you look familiar?

Ooh I want it, ooh I really want it
I wanna have a threesome with you and your husband

And then I saw you at the bar
You acted like you knew me
I had a dream you drew me
I want you both to do it to me

Three heads
Six hands
Two girls
One man
Track Name: Commuter Rail Me
Attention, passengers
The next Red Line train to Alewife is now approaching

I can ride you all the way to Wonderland
If you come by tonight, you won’t have to use your hand
I wanna watch you pull into my South Station

Commuter rail me
Don’t you fail me
You can impale me
Go on and nail me

I put the 66 in 666
Get on board and suck my dick
If you ride it all the way to Zone 3
I’m gonna let you bone me

I can ride you on the Red Line
I can ride you on the Blue Line
I can ride you on the Orange Line
But I can’t ride you on the Green Line
It never comes

We’ll stay on ‘til we get to my stop
‘Cuz I’m like Park Street, everyone gets off
You can pull into my Back Bay
I put the T&A in the MBTA

Attention, passengers: the next Red Line train to Alewife is now approaching
Please stand clear of the doors, the doors are closing
If you see a suspicious package, please alert an MBTA official
Please stand by for the next Green Line train to Government Center
Save time and money, buy a Charlie Card today
Remember, courtesy courts. If you see something, say something!
Take my survey, you can ride me all night
For a one year trial period starting spring 2014
Track Name: Awkward Situation
I’ve been keeping my distance for a long, long time
I’ve been keeping you away, but you’ve been on my mind
Seeing you here is such a tease
Give me a break, boy, I’m on my knees
Ooh...I can’t hook up with you

It’s like a powder keg
You light my fuse
You turn me on
But I refuse
North Korea’s got nothing on you
I tried to stop you
But you released your nukes
Ooh...I can’t hook up with you

Please diffuse this awkward situation
It’s an awkward situation!

I called up Jackie, she isn’t home
I called up Kristen, she’s getting boned
I called Samantha, but she’s not there
I wanna freak you
It’s not fair

I won’t give in to your temptation
I will resort to masturbation
I just came here to see Endation
You’ve created an awkward situation

Awkward situation
Call up backup, it’s an awkward situation
Awkward situation
ETA: awkward situation
Track Name: Velveeta Goldmine
These boys want to suck your blood
These boys want to sit you down
These boys and their glassy eyes
These boys want to steal your love from you

These boys want to steal your love
These boys from the across the room
These boys want to taste your come
These boys want to wait for you

These boys want to give it up
These boys want to live for you
These boys and their naked lies
These boys never let you live up to
What they want

And oh, I’m wearing last night’s clothes
Oh, it’s such a fucking joke
Yeah, you said it’s not my fault
But everybody knows
It’s too late to go home
Track Name: Dominate
Since that fateful night
We went under the bar
I saw crazy things I’d never seen before

Whips and chains are good
Leather crops are better
Ropes to tie me up
I can’t help but be a little turned on

Oh, it makes me happy
Oh, so fucking ecstatic
Oh, you let me have it
Oh, and now I just can’t stop

Dominate me

Bruises on my butt
Go and give me some
There’ll be no one home
So you can whip me ‘til I scream your name

I’m sick of being told
It’s not natural
I’ll do whatever the fuck I want
Track Name: No @#$%& Candy
No fucking clue
Why I got this thing for you
Actually, I do
I’m just ashamed to admit it

You struck a chord
Started a storm
You’re looking at me like the girls you wanna adore
So please let me in
Don’t leave me alone like this

I know it’s wrong
But something keeps on telling me to go along with it

I can’t explain
My scumbag brain
It gets me so excited when I’m thinking of it
I kinda don’t know what to think
I kind of like it
The things I’d do to you, my dear

Who says it’s love?
Let’s get drunk
It’s nothing that I wanna think about too much

I got a thing for you
Track Name: Hardcore
I like you with your metal hair, your tattoos
Long eyelashes
You give me hot flashes
I like you with your cigarette ashes
Blowing smoke in my eyes
Don’t apologize, I want you

Hardcore

It’s like the sun fell inside my eye every time
Even when it’s night time
What the fuck
I wanna make you swear
I wanna pull your hair
I wanna make you come

Oh stop it, you’re turning me on
Stop turning me on!
Track Name: My One Night Stand
Your cologne, discount booze
Sleazy dudes
I’ll pretend I like your friends
Your discount aisle tunes
Silky eyes, are you surprised
To see my boobs
I’ll pretend that you’re my friend
Instead of less

I close my eyes
I count to five
I wish that I was somewhere else
I wish that you were someone else
I close my eyes and think of all the time I’ll spend awake
For fuck’s sake

Sitting on the smelly old couch
At your best friend’s little house
You asked me what I thought of you
I said, “Don’t know, I think you’re cool”

But I don’t want to screw with your head, darling
I don’t want to leave my bed
I don’t want it to be morning
Maybe we can make it to Sunday
Track Name: Red Lines
All week long, I’m trying to find the right words
Everything’s been written before
All night long, I’m staring at a blank screen
I think you know

I dream, I dream
Of trains and windy nights
I tried, I tried
To tell you what this is like

What good is a melody if you can’t sing on key?
What good is a song to hum if it don’t mean a thing?

All day long, I’m staring in the sunshine
Beaming in the daylight
Trying to keep my thoughts along a red line
And the scene ahead

I tried, I tried
To tell you what this is like
I can’t mess with
The same old shit again

I’d drown in your harmony if I could take you seriously
Track Name: The Benches
We get home at 5 o’clock and
It’s a pitch dark sideways walk
Where I may find you

We never leave this stupid town and
We walk around with the lights still on
I wonder why you said I was strange
I’m just being honest

And the snow hangs low on the branches
It’s too damn cold for the benches
And I don’t know how to say this

Shrugged my way through an endless night
I may have been a bit unkind
I never meant to say those things to make you cry
Was just being honest