Ig and the EELS

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Member Since: 5/10/2008
Band Website: lastshowattherainbow.com
Band Members: London Tear Gas, Ricardo and His Sister, Ig and the EELS-"Let's go do those crimes, the lights are growing Dim." My Point is her name was Lorraine and they don't pay Bills in Russia, its all free. "Nazi Punks Fuck Off" I told her that when the Flies leave the Mosquitos arrive to take a bow and silence. Can't go back without Witch Hazel, straps and it stings more Because Credit Is A Sacred Trust. I want to be a Asparagus, but there is one word that I will describe. "Give it to me," she said LASTSHOWATTHERAINBOW.COM and comedy was exposed I suppose she is not such a long suitable tabernacle that crackled with every hit. It was long. The Shadows when remorse is not as bad and the devil tatoos less effective now that she is happy and various. Time to shove out of this. You are less than expected. Seven times I said "Stan and Ollie," then she said "You want to come back, don't you?" I was glad to-was delighted. Six months later then she invited me but I was busy with something else by then and the outlook was better than we cornered. "And there is no way I am going to go talk to your seeing eye dogs for you." Don't we have mirrors for this? And for what? A three week stand at the comedy store. She kept complaining about how Pauly Shore just won't go away but the rest at the bar just wanted to keep talking about the chapter on soccer, the Plug Uglies, Dead Rabbits and Dago Frank. The Things she said was the Devil's Own licorice. "Give it some time, every time you go on vacation you kill a man because they have to deal with me whistlin' Dixie..." Heaven Bit Me So hard that didn't wake you Babe The Blue Ox and that was the end of the story, "its all part of the cosmic Unconsciousness" Nazi Punks Fuck off SHITBAGMOTHERFUCKERGODDAMNTHEANCESTORSWHOBROUGHTYOUHERE
Influences: Kiss Meets the Phantom. Listen to us at LASTSHOWATTHERAINBOW.com Early one morning in Portugal on the Third Day You clogged my Asparagus shaped Jacuzzi with asbestos amongst the Meringues with cream :-)experiments on Virgins outside the Delacroix of its meaning and abandoned Deep Indigo as cold as a drooping sunflower facing East and the people I know are Orangutangs playing Sax A Pure Fool perhaps by Holy Paul to tie the laces Imperfections of sleep beyond the rivers of Ethiopia's bankbook Universe and Aphorisms-Tombs of them hurling abuse at Jesus to Halt :-)Japanese Porn but craving Chocolate in Picasso wild twenty Buffalo Peterbilt in the same Jack Knife painting the basements slow trotting smoldering hatred for the other Mary and her Amalgamated Dildo Mephistopholes til the Next Comet comes shining five footprints of a Camel close behind a Chinese Cat Playing Pedal Steel this is the Whole Story arbitrary choking on Vomit the've drank Virginia Swamps from a rubbber tube abyss of hallucinations But Sat Not Elijah under Juniperro Serra studyin' the lines on the faces of the Egyptians at Council Bluffs some are born tangled up in the Tarot:-(She said she was fortunate. I said "Hit it!" A statement thats all. I was faded. "Let me see your credentials," then she said "Hey is that crack or a piece of Top Ramen?" I could care less about that freak I been blastin' at the walls and they are fit to fill a chasm with new religion that she held between her thighs like a chicken sandwich. Extra Spicy. . I am the chief of Curse Niwot("NO YOU ARE NOT") She's not my concubine thats how I Wittgenstein Leviathan patiently out to play a shiny black but Peach Schnapps almost makes you not want life no use say'n sorry "Cintenella" and Caswell who get killed during thier holiday in Ketchikan.:-)
Sounds Like: A Walmart Mohawk on Decatur Street-New Orleans-"The only cure for a real hangover is death..."-Butkowski or somebody. When I talk to you I start to die. "Well thats nice dear," She said. Doesn't that say it all? Lights are with mirth Death wants you its sunrise and that is what I am doing right now, you forgive me? No TV party on the Horizon its gonna kill me. LASTSHOWATTHERAINBOW.COM To die is to talk about an antique shop. They laugh at you sight unseen on my television screen where that venom emerges as a quality towered over us in the gloom and on the clock. A miniscule baby doll is a valkyrie on the floor without remorse usually the distance is ravenous on the land where Samson and Delilah's parabola landed and the dead guide the usual distraction of the truth in New Orleans. "Relax," I said "forgive me I need some more information about who rose when we all play like a war we can't win?" You do it again I said the wall is broken up into molecules . Pay check to pay check but its daybreak on an Abandoned warehouse. Who was the architect? "Have no fear," she said "the cards say RUIN." Its nice and thirsty and miserable of the plight. Seriously though, I have the same card game. "I can not take a chance," she said. "And why not? You's not the answer." I saw myself in Decatur street dives doing car bombs.(a car bomb is a popular French Quarter alcoholic drink. No Homeland Security Inquiries Please. Ig and the Eels are Islam hating pacifists. ("AND NO CHRISTIANS EITHER!")I am getting nervous about rigor mortis for that one so don't waste that solemn secret with a Billy Club LASTSHOWATTHERAINBOW.COM
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