A Vast Universe of Ineffable Gaudiness (Demos and Oddballs)

by Hot Liquids Burn Like Fire

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Music and lyrics were assembled between June 2011 and June 2012.
Recorded and mastered at The Last Inn.

For more information and correspondence: www.facebook.com/HotLiquidsBurnLikeFire

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released May 1, 2012

All music and lyrics written, assembled and produced by Elliott Marx.

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Track Name: Hot Liquids Burn Like Fire
Hot liquids burn like fire
Track Name: Empiricist (Demo)
I have a knee jerk reaction every time I hear you use the word faith
at once I'm appalled, semi-curious, but mostly appalled

A gag reflex from every taste of your spiritual goulash
add some pepper sure, but you can't remove any of the salt

You called me an empiricist, you meant it as an insult

It's a rolling of the eyes that I'd describe simply as involuntary
if you had my respect you've lost it, if you had it at all

You called me an empiricist, you meant it as an insult

It's cardiac arrhythmia each time you say a little prayer for me
what's good I know I've earned, but when I fumble that's also my fault

We only speak of faith when we wish to substitute feelings for fact
see so many others fake, or just confuse their symptoms for emotion

I have a natural inclination to escape all conversation about Virgos,
bar hop, change the channel, stay at home, pub crawl

It's a churning of the stomach, gnawing of the teeth, shivers up the spine
binary code: zeroes, ones, do you recall?

You called me an empiricist, you meant it as an insult

We only speak of faith when we wish to substitute feelings for fact
see so many others fake, or just confuse their symptoms for emotion
Track Name: Putting Something in the Coffee
I watched you get out of your car.
This week I kept busy at the window.

You have such fine taste.

Lately, I'm drowsy at best;
lousy weather, I guess.
Last night I spent an hour thinking about what I could put in the coffee.

Would you like a taste?

You didn't place your papers down at your work-space.
I'm sure you stole the stapler.

You have klepto ways.

You smell sick so often.
Track Name: Fiction of Affection
This fiction of affection
Viagra erection
best seller, for years now

The glib way we can speak about experiences which are not our own
best seller, for years now

This distraction of destruction, lowest bid construction
bust cellar, for years now

saline bags, implantation
boy's heads in rotation
breast seller, for years now

This distraction of destruction, lowest bid construction
bust cellar, for years now
Track Name: Stressful Over Here (Demo)
I can tell you all the little things which make me so ugly
it's probably more than the little things
you would probably agree

I've got a bottle of chardonnay from the Russian River Valley
you've swallowed two glasses now
you bet I'm keeping tally

I know its stressful over here
what can I say?
It's stressful over here

You make such little sense as you mope around the house
burn some sage, some frankincense and push a mop around the house

but in the future tense
it will perfume your new blouse
I'm despotic at my own expense, an annoying, gnawing louse

I make it stressful over there
you're telling me
It's stressful over there

It's not a question of geography, it is more like inclement weather
a thunder storm, high pressure clouds when we merge together

It sounds like I'm an ugly drunk; a bossy, picky miser
I'll drink your microbrew and replace it with Budweiser

I make it less full everywhere
clear out a room
less full everywhere
say it ain't so
less full, and stressful everywhere