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Cock-A-Diddle 4:170:00/4:17
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Thank You So Much 4:050:00/4:05
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0:00/4:23
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Sound Going 6:280:00/6:28
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The Chosen 5:320:00/5:32
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Look Back Alone 5:270:00/5:27
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Safe Space 4:290:00/4:29
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Nothing To Say 5:110:00/5:11
FOXBAR - FOXed up Beyond All Recognition (2019)
Let the Fox take you on a guided tour through our modern times through familiar styles and sounds of the 80's. In the fine tradition of the cartoons of old which the cover artwork recalls, this album features bright beats and melodies with a sharp lyrical tongue.
Written by Todd Guilmette
Arranged and performed by Todd Guilmette
Mixed at the Fox Den, Philly
Mastered by Arjan Rietvink in Baarn, Netherlands.
Album artwork by Octavio Guevara at Blake Fox Arts, Guadalajara, Mexico.
Cock-A-Diddle
Start with “Cock-A-Diddle”, a funky, cheeky and biting observation on organized religion and its predatory predications. The blind and unwavering adherence of evangelicals and fundamentalists allows their religious authorities to institutionalize horrors in the name of providence. Certain elements of power-hungry charlatans are always eager to fill the role that is willfully provided and dutifully curated by their servile flock. If this song makes you laugh, you appreciate the satire. If it makes you uncomfortable, then you’re paying attention. If you’re offended, then listen again, because you’ve missed the point.
Break out the holy water cuz I come for your daughter Chuck!
You’re in the presence of the Holy See
Oh where oh where could that poor boy be?
We all take a bite of the apple from the sinner’s tree
And you might as well get it from me
It’s the glory hole confession
From the oldest and wisest profession
Better not have any questions during this session
Or I will teach your ass a lesson
You got the cock of Jesus in yer mouth You got the cock of Jesus in yer mouth
Put the holy tube in your hollow and be sure to swallow
You got the cock of Jesus in yer mouth
You got the cock of Jesus in yer mouth You got the cock of Jesus in yer mouth
When you want the spirit inside be sure to open up wide
You got the cock of Jesus in yer mouth
It’s all written down in the scripture
If you read it like this you see the picture
Man creates the most potent mixture
Take a sip of this holy tincture
Believe me, you should feel blessed
You’ve seen the face of God undressed
You better genuflect and show some respect!
You got the cock of Jesus in your mouth boy!
You got the cock of Jesus in yer mouth You got the cock of Jesus in yer mouth
Cuz it’s purity for all and we’re gonna have a ball
You got the cock of Jesus in yer mouth
You got the cock of Jesus in yer mouth You got the cock of Jesus in yer mouth
If you’re dazed and dumb and you’re speaking in tongues
You got the cock of Jesus in yer mouth
(bridge)
Say cock a doodle doooo If you’re wearing the collar but you like a little smaller
Say cock a diddle doooo If you’re a man of the cloth and love the 8 year old froth
Say cock a doodle doooo If you’re a dirty old priest and you like the sweet feast
Say cock a diddle doooo If you’re a monk with the thirst for some dunk a dunk dunk
You sure got a purdy mouth. I think you need a little Jesus in it!
Thank You So Much
A carnival reggae splash on lazy language and social ineptitude follows in “Thank You So Much”. So many genuine emotions are hidden in self-defense, as a reaction to the onslaught of perceptual stimulation that modern society affords. It is easier to throw all nuance to the winds, and reserve your interactions to disingenuous fluff. Americans are uniquely insidious in their popular culture, social trends and ideals, which are at once dangerous, immensely palatable, and ruthless. America, the worldwide source of War and Entertainment for 241 years and counting!
Americans are the trend setters
Witty memes and cute little sound bites
Innocuous cheap pop culture
Little crumbs of tasty delights
Americans have to be different
To proclaim their individuality
Man buns and pretentious fashions
But they all look the same to me!
They only thank you how they want to thank you
They only thank you so much
They can’t decide how they want to thank you
So they always thank you so much
Americans have to keep up appearances
Slacktivism and bumper stickers
Neck beards and post grunge hipsters
Fake lumberjack city slickers
Americans have to feel special
Baby names that scream inanity
Safe spaces and poor hurt feelings
Makes me question all humanity
Chorus
Americans are so very lazy
Indifferent smug passivity
A lackadaisical code of decorum
What the fuck happened to propriety
Americans have no sense of courtesy
You could be a waitress serving luncheon
And they’ll thank you exactly the same as
If you saved their family from certain destruction