Backhand & Grunt

by Prozac Rat

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released March 12, 2014

all songs written, recorded and produced by prozac rat, a.k.a. aaron clarksean, mr. dietr, noah daniel smith: the greatest man on earth, and xopher smith.
fiddle by richard kriehn.
mastered by bruce templeton at magneto mastering.
photography by jim mcfarlane.
makeup and special effects by crist ballas.
special thanks to
steve kramer, bob hest, sam poppen, sherbetty, cole sarar, john snell x, and joshua serbus.

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Prozac Rat don't stack up not too tall. Pound per sound, they gots the hooks (in you). Give up yer ears, they'll go fresh on you. FRESH. On. YOU.

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Track Name: Hush, Don't Fuss
mama always said to me ‘things seem to have a way of workin’ out.’ but now my baby’s dead to me and all i wanna do is scream and shout. but i don’t think my neighbors would appreciate that. i don’t know who you think you are, but i’ve got a good mind to kill you. you’ve put up quite a stink, and so far i don’t see a reason not to. but i don’t think my neighbors would appreciate that. put me on a postage stamp, lick my back and ship me off to bellview. there, there. don’t be scared, my dear. these gentlemen are here to help you. but i don’t think your mama would appreciate that. hush. don’t fuss. don’t fuss. shut up.
Track Name: Monogram Ascot
baby can’t you see, i’ve got diamonds up my sleeve. but they’re underneath my skin. can’t you see the pain i’m in. would you scratch it for me? i’m pounding on your door while i’m bleeding from my pores, and my vision’s kinda blurred, and i’m slurring every word, ......?...?... would you open your door. god, i hope it’s your door. and a denim tourniquet would turn this life around. i’m cuttin’ up my threads and i’m takin’ all my meds and a denim tourniquet would look just like a monogram ascot. monogram ascot, baby. i woke up on the floor in a pile you’d adore. and the devil’s hangin’ tough. you’re the jewel. i’m the rough. i remember his words. “never sell your soul when a girl is your goal. cause you promised her the world. now this hell that i unfurled started pouring from you. i gave you what you asked. did you think that it would last? now your denim tourniquet is bloodied on the ground.” an eyelash is a wish, and a wish is a pearl, and a pearl is the tip of the pin that pins my monogram ascot. monogram ascot, baby. shoot me, kill me, kick me when i’m down. grind me into sugar, white or brown. sift out all the diamonds from the mound. give it up for giving up the sound. don’t you know that an eyelash is a wish, and a wish is a pearl, and the pearl is the tip of the pin that pins my monogram ascot. monogram ascot, baby.
Track Name: Be Released
amiable. honest. a hell of a guy. you couldn’t forget him if you tried. with a nod of the head and a tip of the hat, and a twinkle in his eye, he says hello from the other side. now leave him alone. let it go. say goodbye. go on home. be released. practical. capable. til it’s almost inescapable. brings the knees of the people to the floor. it was no longer fun when it was done. it all came crumbling down. so why do you bother anymore? i’ve done all
i can. bought a gun. cut my hair. my backhand and grunt are the best, so beware. just leave me alone. let it go. say goodbye. go on home. be released. remember the day, as a child, running wild. look away. be released.
Track Name: Deeper Princess Deeper
never, ever, under any circumstances, sell me a shark tooth. i’m allergic and addicted and i broke the bank to get me this far. but if you drool on the tool and if you’re satisfied with gruel, just gimme a call and you can play me for the fool. oh, never, ever, under any circumstances, sell me a shark tooth. deeper. i said deeper, princess, deeper. a six inch blade won’t do the trick when you’re making a promise. i need a few more inches of trust to keep you true to your words. but since you came around, i’m feelin’ verb over noun. and i’m drinking from the well of the proverbial sound. but i fell down the well, now i live underground, where you’re shakin’ that ass with the lost and never found, oh never, ever, under any circumstances sell me a shark tooth. i said deeper. i said deeper, princess. deeper. i wish i hadn’t accidentally made a mess of my last assistant. i wanna thank her in advance for all the things i think that i’ll do to you. but since you came around by some divine locomotion, i was wildly impressed by your wiley locum motion. but i’m backed into a corner cause i drank your love potion. now i’m covering this tribute to the hilt in bone lotion. oh never, ever, under any circumstances, sell me a shark tooth.
Track Name: Bop 2 U Baby
i’m gonna bop 2 u baby. boppin’ all night long. i‘m gonna bop around the clock, whether you like it or not. i’m gonna bop 2 u baby, bop until i pop. easy peasy. bop shoo-wop. i’m gonna bop 2 u baby. boppin’s what i do best. bop 2-wop. i’m gonna bop 2 the north. 2 the south. 2 the east and the west. bop 2-wop. i’m gonna bop around the clock, whether you like it or not. i’m gonna bop 2 u baby. bop until i pop. easy peasy. bop shoo-wop. i’m gonna bop 2 the left. bop 2 the right. bop 2 the lady that i like 2nite. i’m gonna bop 2 you baby. bop until i pop. easy peasy. aw, c’mon. i’m gonna bop straight up. bop straight down. bop all over your evening gown.
Track Name: The Invisible Frenchman
cool. not too shabby, is the exception to the rule. like the exorcist. struggle. i’ve seen lots of it. and it wasn’t very hard. i tell everybody so. bubble. you blew the whole damn thing. and you made it very subtle. almost interesting. come on now. you can tell me. how do you say “je ne sais quoi, la la la?” to somehow take it easy. how do you say “je ne sais quoi, la la la?” cool. kinda chatty, is the exception to the rule. like the beastie boys. struggle. come on now. i’ve seen lots of it. you can tell me. and it wasn’t very hard. how do you say “je ne sais quoi, la la la?” oh bubble. to somehow. you blew the whole damn thing. take it easy. and you made it very subtle. how do you say “je ne sais quoi, la la la?”