Cough Syrup Kids

by Cough Syrup Kids

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    Released on Rotted Tooth Recordings. Pressed on Black or Cough Syrup colored vinyl.
    Screen printed grocery bags as LP jackets stained in cough syrup. Comes with polybag covers.
    Records stamps hand-stamped by the band and also stained with cough syrup.
    Comes with a 2-sided insert sheet with lyrics and photos

    Includes unlimited streaming of Cough Syrup Kids via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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    Cassette + Digital Album

    Cassette on cherry red or purple purple. Comes with a big-ass insert and covered in cough syrup.

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We took cough syrup + pills and wrote/recorded

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released December 2, 2016

Danny Kendrick - guitar, synth, bass, vocals
Kyle Day - drums, synth, effects, vocals
Brendan Casey - bass, drums, vocals

Recorded at The Grassy Null Studio in Oakland, CA in 2015 by Kyle Day+ Danny Kendrick.

Mixed by Kyle Day + Jason Kick at Santo in Oakland, CA.

Mastered by Weasel Walter (The Flying Luttenbachers, Arab on Radar, XBXRX etc)


Released on Rotted Tooth Recordings on December 2, 2016.

Available here or Rotted Tooth Recordings website.

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Track Name: Intro/Small Pox
Small Pox:
Suzie is my very best friend,
she's got a case of small pox.
We would stay up play pretend,
kept her in a small box.
Summer seemed to never end,
we would play cough blocks.
Suzie was my very best friend,
she's had a case of small pox.
Track Name: Uncomfortable
Embarrassing hole and your small genitalia,
it's the scent you emit when you're close to paraphernalia.
You've lost control of yourself and now you're speaking too fast,
This will surely ruin your life.

I'll make it uncomfortable, make you comfortable, make it uncomfortable, make you uncomfortable.

Clenching at the spine and the shriveling of youth,
the taste of dextromethorphan behind your tooth,
the vomit on your shirt mirrors your failures.
This will surely ruin your life.

I'll make it uncomfortable, make you comfortable, make it uncomfortable, make you uncomfortable.
Track Name: Nicht Intakt
Ich fahre mit, mein Job hat Stock.
Einhunderttausend kommt danach.
Leute sind zwischen ein Stadt und Stadt.
Einhunderttausend leben Abstrakt.

Ich hab gedacht, warum bin ich da?
Aber es ist klar obwohl es ist nie klar.
Bin nur ich selbst in diesem Dacht?
Alles ist Abstrakt und nicht Intakt. 
Track Name: The Cough
The cough, the tickling reminder of a mistake once made, unintentional or not, whether weathered or sanitized by living participation. On the inner barrier of the skin that saran wraps your insecurities, you're overwhelmingly condensated, and the shower curtain of anxiety licks your ankles with a perverted stare only a molested youth could tremble before. With this you sink, you sulk into the bubbling porcelain, the shit shaded prism between the foil and the eggshell top. Basking in the sludge, sinking into our own, sinking into our own, sinking into our peak, drinking ourselves like a melting amphibian until that piercing urge behind our eyes shove them out, spit scream, and our eyes roll back for glance. Every breath's a hollow gasp. Every thought you think was dragged by the last. you've fallen into your daydreams. the breaks pump before you eyes. and you only wake to fall again into the cold that warms you like mother's lap. Every breath's a gasp. Every thought you think was dragged by the last. This cough, this cold, the flu, the one inside you, it'll seize you will behind your tooth and your vacant yawn. 
Track Name: 2 Fish in the C-C-C
We're just two fish in the sea, poor you and me. (They're trying to get us to bite)
We're just two peas in a pod, who won't believe in God. (They're trying to get us to bite)
We're just two worms in a can, doing the best that we can. (They're trying to get us to bite)
We're just two fish in the sea, poor you and me. (They're trying to get us to bite)
We're just two guys named Louis with a sexually transmitted disease. 
Track Name: Dilate
Depths dilate. Water spits the sun. Congruency unstable, unhinged, undone.
Fill the melting pot where we're all meant to rot.
Caldron couches fishing fishes common cold's caught.
Idle, idle, idle, idle, for what?

Migraines migrate. Vultures eat the runs. Congruency unstable, unhinged, undone.
Kill the melting pot where we're told what we're not.
Bed bugs pinching pinchers the common cold's caught.
Idle, idle, idle, idle, for what?
Track Name: Steam Heat
D: Miles.
M: Yeah.
D: I don't suppose you think that you know what they're talking about?
M: From the sounds of it things are not looking too good for us. You're a bit cold.
D: Yeah, I'm rottenly freezing out here. It's quite cold.
M: Your extremities cannot be felt by me.
D: Yeah, I sort of know what you mean.
M: What do you think we need?
D: I think we need steam heat immediately.
M: Yeah? Sounds good.
Crowd: We need steam head immediately.
D: Yeah.
M: What's going on?
D: Yeah we sort of need steam immediately.
M: What's going on here?
D: I'm not sure.
D: Do you have any idea what he's saying?
M: No, but I'm freezing. I'm very cold.
D: Super cold.
M: I'm defecting to death.
D: It's almost as if we need steam heat immediately.
M:I'm defecting to death. I'm feeling very deadly. 
D: That's not good Miles.
M: Will I see you on the other side?
D: I suppose so.
M: Well cheers then, mate.
D: Cheers, mate. 
Track Name: Snotty Brat
Hang out with my friends cause I think they're cool,
ever since 9th grade we've been ditching school.
Dextromethorphan in the parking lot,
cause there's nothing else to do that's all we got.
You're not invited to be in our pack, and if you try to pry man, we'll send you right back.
We hate you, you like us, your dad drops you off but we take the bus.

Snotty brat! Snotty brat!

You're rubber I'm glue, whatever.
Your dad's the one with the fucking nice ass BMW.
You whole life, you fucking bitch, you've never even snorted the coke,
Your whole life's in the zone it's called a fucking joke.

Snotty brat! Snotty brat!
Track Name: Slipping
Slipping, bleeding, drifting, bleeding.
Track Name: The End to Die
Past consumption problems, wreaking of sweat. 
**Something something something pleasure with a clash of regret,
and the only reason would be the end to die, the end to die, the end to die.

To die, to die, the end, the end to die. 
Shoo be doo wop acting a bitch.