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Debut 7"

by Claw Toe

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Ingrown Ego 05:20
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She bends over for my cigarettes She's doing it with style When I'm looking to buy some gas I drive the extra mile because Girls like that don't work in no factory It just wouldn't do it for her sex appeal She's busy working for the man For the man man. The man from Iran I said, "You're the object of my obsession, Let's go out on the town" She said "No way man, I like it black! Sometimes a little bit brown!" But she gives me Everything I need Coffee, beef jerky and tickets for the lottery She turns a blind eye When I steal When I'm jonesin For a hot... A dog meal - without the bun! Yum yum! She's just a girl Who works at the Gas station You seen that girl? Who works at the gas station You know the one who works at the gas station She's just a girl that works at the gas station On route 25 1/2

about

In theme alone, Claw Toe could be this generation’s answer to Strangulated Beatoffs, Happy Flowers, or deeper, darker tardcore concerns of the 80’s and 90’s, except that C.T. has a lot more gas in the clever tank than the bulk of that trash. Think a modernized (or more primitive, depending on which hairs one decides to split) Big Stick….funny, stupid, and semi-genius but nowhere near as brilliant as the untouchable Frogs when that duo was firing on all cylinders (My Daughter The Broad). This will appeal to adventurous Hozac/Termbo acolytes behind the use of shitty drum machine, pointlessly-noisy guitar and feed-backing pedal-train, and half-ass Wax Trax “German” industrial inflection to the spoke-spoke (rather than spoke-sung) vocals, not unlike the Spits without the sub-literate halfwit element or gross case of terminal unoriginality. Claw Toe’s lyrics are quite funny, and the not-quite repetitive lines with comedic tweaks make for subtle hilarity. On the non-vocal side of things, Claw Toe is an entity on its knees begging for a full-length on Load (a good thing). The only drawback here is the tiny concern that Claw Toe might be a lot smarter than its intended audience, and whether or not I just revealed “the point” is lost to an unknown blurriness. Perhaps “concern” is too strong a term. But let’s bring things back around to the realm of clarity: This 7” deserves to be owned, enjoyed, and talked-about. STILL SINGLE

credits

released June 9, 2012

INGROWN EGO

Everyone enjoys eating meat
That tasty reward
Stigmata mist
Behind this mask of blood
I never miss
The explosion
Of sensations

I am a man man
I am a lone man
I drive a white van
And I have man hands
I am a mans man
I do not make plans
And I never wash my hands
I just leave the bathroom
The same way I found it

The panic sets in
Even though they paid for safety
The ride has become much faster
Shining slicing
Cuts right through
To them
And you
As gravity presses
The dance floor is squeezed
and bursts apart like a static tornado
General Belrano

I am a man man
I am a lone man
I drive a white van
and I have man hands
I am a mans man
I do not make plans
I have a farmers tan
But mostly
On the left side of my body

Voices become familiar
On the way home
They are now a part of me
My Rotten Apple
I go up the escalator
With her shopping
And her bags
I will sell her flesh much later
To various buyers
Life taker
'Soul raper
Decision maker
Humiliator

I am a man man
I am a lone man
I drive a white van
And I have man hands
I am a mans man
And I don't make plans
And I never wash my hands
I leave the toilet seat up and I talk like this

Blah Blah Blah

I am a man man
I am a lone man
I drive a white van
I have man hands
I am a mans man
I do not make plans
And I never wash my hands
But I'll shake yours

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