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Rating:
1000 wounds
459 are the things that went wrong
800 are the Watts with which I listen to "Squirrel Song" so Rough and Heartbreaking
1250 are the euros I owe Miriam for having destroyed her scooter
215 are the times I inserted the disc and heard "To the one true God above" and I never got bored
900 is the engine capacity of Giancarlo's Panda in which drug use was frequent
2000 is the year I bought this record
22 are the reviews I've written
293 are the seconds waited before "Mama Gina" explodes in Noise rhythms
20000 were the lire I saved up to buy records every Friday afternoon
10 is the number you will see on your stereo when you listen to "Watch Song" and you will think (what a record!)
36 are the minutes that will entertain you during the listening
3 are the bands in which Steve Albini played
Too many are the bands he has produced
Few are the minutes I spent writing this review
About 100 are the seconds you will take to read it
Tracklist Lyrics and Samples
01 Prayer to God (02:50)
To the one true God above,
here is my prayer.
Not the first you've heard,
but the first I wrote.
(not the first, but the others
were a long time ago...)
There are two people here,
and I want you to kill them.
Her, she can go quietly,
by disease, or a blow
to the base of her neck,
where her necklaces close.
Where her garments come together,
where I used to lay my face...
that's where you oughta kill her,
in that particular place.
Him, just fucking kill him.
I don't care if it hurts.
Yes I do -- I want it to.
Fucking kill him but first
make him cry like a woman
(no particular woman)
let him hold out, hope that
Someone or other might come and
Fuckin' kill him.
Fuckin' kill him.
Kill him already, kill him. (x5)
Kill him already,
Kill him already,
Kill him, fuckin' kill him.
Just fuckin' kill him.
Fuckin' kill him.
Kill him already, kill him.
Fuckin' kill him.
Kill him.
Fuckin' kill him already, kill him.
Kill him.
Fucking kill him.
Kill him, just fucking kill him,
kill him already, kill him already,
kill him,
Amen.
03 Mama Gina (05:43)
Oh, My Mama Gina
Had a Sister, Angelina.
If There Is a Heaven
(Though I Think That There's no Heaven)
She's Probably Dancing With You...
She Liked to Dance; She Would've Liked You.
When She Heard You Died
My Pretty Girlfriend Cried
And Cried and Cried
And Cried and Cried
And Cried and Cried and Cried and Cried...
She Liked to Dance and She Would've Liked You.
07 Canaveral (02:38)
Call it Canaveral
I won't say his name
could've had anyone and he did
what do you think could make him stoop so low
What do you think could make him
stick his hands in my life
what on earth could make him stoop so low
what do you think would make him
stick his cock in my wife
what on earth would make him stoop so low
Like to put him up up there in one
Like to see his face
Like to put him up there in one
Blow him up in space
He'll fertilize the rice in China
With the cinders of his remains
Want to start a country somewhere on an island or an archipelago
or a peninsula or an ipsmuth or a fjord or an inlet
even a mountain
Print up stamps and money there
and they'll all have Oswald's face
08 New Number Order (01:39)
Ok
Here's what we're going to do
We all know the numbers right?
From zero to infinity
Whatever
Some other number with a mess of zeros behind it
Here's what we're going to do
We're gonna change the order
of these numbers
to make things interesting
Ok here we go:
1 Million and 1
Sixty-six
1 Billion, twenty-five, seventy-five thousand
1 Billion and eight, six, something
Zero
1 Million 1
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