That Old Kentucky Blackgrass

by The Minni-Thins

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released November 24, 2016

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The Minni-Thins Newport, Kentucky

Hailing from the original Sin City (Newport, KY), the Minni-Thins were a notoriously loud indie rock band with an old school punk rock approach to making music. Their award winning first album, "In Black Cause I Asked" was an ode to drunken fun and self loathing. Their sophomore effort, "That Old Kentucky Blackgrass" took this theme, filtered it through a psychedelic horror film, and got perverse. ... more

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Track Name: That Black Black Grass of Home
the old home town
still looks the same
as I step down from the train
there to meet me
is my Momma
and my Poppa
and down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
hair of black
and lips like cherries
it's the black, black grass of home

yes, they'll all come out and meet me
arms outracing, smiling sweetly
oh, it's so good to touch the black, black grass of home

the old house
is still standing
the paint is cracked and dry
there's that old oak tree
that I used to lay on
down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary
hair of black
and lips like cherries
it's the black, black grass at home

yes, they'll all come out and meet me
arms outreaching, smiling sweetly
oh, it's so good to touch the black, black grass of home

then I wake
I look around me
at those four black walls that surround me
and I realize, "Hell, I was only dreaming"
for there's that guard
there's that sad old padre
and arm and arm we'll walk at day break
then again, that black, black grass of home

yes, they'll all come out and see me
when they put me 'neath that oak tree
oh, it's so good to touch that black, black grass at home
oh, it's so good to touch that black, black grass at home
Track Name: The Devil Can't Dance
sweet is the day
when you pass it away
with your hips and your thighs
and your feet and your legs
she surely can't dance
but she surely can sway
what it's really about's
the lips on her face

it's a sin, girl
it's a sin, girl
when you sway, oh
it's a sin

I do not know
where she learned it all from
her Daddy's side
or maybe her Mom
sweet Jesus knows
what I'm talking about
it's the Devil's work
when she comes around

it's a sin, girl
it's a sin, girl
when you sway, oh
it's a sin

when
you
sway

I heard the truth
in an old country song
the preacher's not right
if his wife is all wrong
the Devil can't dance
but she surely can shake
the Devil can't dance
but she surely can sway
Track Name: Apparent
the ashtray stain
gives a human face
to your Mother's place
where we held a race
for your Father's pride
and his country bride
while your Mother lied,
"I'm doing fine"

Hey, ain't that apparent?
Hey, ain't that apparent?
Hey, ain't that apparent?

Ranz hoarding thoughts
like unsorted mail
stacked on the floor
next to materials
I just took three
and asked for more
I don't know why
I took those for

Hey, ain't that apparent?
Hey, ain't that apparent?
Hey, ain't that apparent?
Track Name: Germs
Damon!

I'm afraid of bacteria, germs, and burrowing worms from your expectorant hack
all you do is cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough cough

cover cover cover cuh-cover cover your mouth
cover cover cuh-cover cover your mouth
cover cove cuh-cover cover your mouth
don't talk at all

cover cover cover cuh-cover cover your mouth
cover cover cuh-cover cover your mouth
cover cove cuh-cover cover your mouth
don't talk at all

cover cover cover cuh-cover cover your mouth
cover cover cuh-cover cover your mouth
cover cover cuh cover cover your mouth
there's a sentient infection in my knee
Track Name: Prolific Shitter
all I wanna do is feel bad for myself
yeah, all I wanna do is feel bad
I don't ever wanna do no good for myself
that's too bad, that's too bad, that's too bad

oh, but
it don't do no good to get mad now
the only time I got is now

tequila always makes me lose a bit of myself
but I'm stoned, and I'm out of my head
the morning call will let me know the things that I've done
I pissed on some band's gear in the hall

oh, but
it don't do no good to get sick now
the only time I got is now

all I wanna do is feel bad for myself
yeah, all I wanna do is feel bad
I don't ever wanna do no good for myself
that's too bad, that's too bad, that's too bad

oh, but
it don't do no good to get sad now
the only time I got is now
Track Name: Becky, Go Home
Becky, don't you know that's not the way that it's done?
Russell's chasing after Moses
with an old shotgun
and Becky
can't you choose the one you love?
Terry's not an honest man
he's stealing from the trucks at work

and Becky, please
go home
you been sleeping on the couch for days
drinking all the beer and saying
you ain't got no reason
you ain't got no reason
you ain't got no reason to go home

Sister Liz is out there telling tales
she's at Grandma's and she's got her
on the telephone, calling Russell, saying
"Russell, go and get your gun
you won't believe what our sweet little Becky has gone and done"

oh, Becky, please
go home
you been sleeping on the couch for days
drinking all the beer and saying
Rusty's kicked Dilaudids
he's calling on the phone and saying,
"Man, I need my Becky
man, I need my Becky
man, I need my sweet Becky at home"
Track Name: Save the Nickel and Give It To Her
she said,
"It's almost my birthday, so we should have some drinks"
so we settled down at my favorite bar and we hit it off, I think
we
moved on down the road so that we could get some food
she showed me
her tattoos
we drank a lot of booze
we drove past the police station to her place
there was a headlight out
we were drunk
we
watched a movie with my head in her lap
I said I wouldn't hit her, so she headed to he back
and I said, "Do you always sleep with your ashtray?"
and she said, "No, that's just there to keep you at bay"
she said
"I gotta tell you something cause your my only friend
I prefer girls cause they can't knock me up
you see, last month I got drunk and miscarried"
and I said, "Huh"
she said
"I'm sick of all the drink and I'm sick of all the drugs
I'm sick of being sick, I'm so sick of being sick"
so, I said
"You sound like
my kind of girl"
Track Name: Julia, On Her Prayer Stand
Julia, on her prayer stand
and she's feeling disdain
and the troll where the doll was
is what the doll became
to understand
a man
has got to have a place
for plants
and they water him
and then
he grows his own legs

she keeps asking where the door goes
well, dear, it opens a wall
go and open it right now
reveal the great hall
let loose the hose
that knows
where all the words
they go
the point of this speech

the sequence of events is not coincidence
the sequence of events is not coincidence
the sequence of events is not coincidence
the sequence of events is not coincidence
Track Name: The Itch
under the left
side of the right
leg, my knee
that's where they be
that's where they be
that's where they peed
that's where they breed
that's where it's green

I itch
I itch
I itch
and it stinks

now they got
little homes
made from scar
tissue and bone
government
hideaway
fat cells
that's where it gels

when I itch
I itch
I itch
and it's green

now they got
little kids'
school of thought
on things they bought
religion
eases them
my fingers where
I heard their prayers

I itch
I itch
I itch
and it stinks
Track Name: Do the Blackgrass
take my insides out
and wrap them all about my house
then you turn the lights on
to watch them blink bright burn out
rip your arms around me like I'm not in this sphere of the the south
upon it

everyone goes dancing in their head

wrap up all your strings
until you form the membrane
then you stretch it all about me
and you make a big bang
all the invent bodies in your infinite space are south
upon it

everyone goes dancing in their head

rub your self against me
then you do a twist thing
then you take out all your insides
and you make a coal vein
all the little bodies in your infinite space are gone south
upon it

everyone goes dancing and they're dead
Track Name: Chorus of the Zombie Apocalypso
the zombie
apocalypso is the song
of the prudish
melody we're calling "God"
and all his daughters
are conjuring up six Pagan dogs
with their priestesses with fiery red flesh headdresses on her

and all the muddy
rivers of this vital Earth
are over teeming
with six corpses giving birth
to awful armies
rape the world and giving head
to the master
all the dead look simply understated
in
his
arms

and I was certain to be be the wonder
certain certain certain certain
certain to be the wonder
certain certain certain certain
certani to be the one
certainly the wandering eye o'
six
six
six

keep me abreast
keep me abreast
keep me abreast
keep me abreast
of the zombie
apocalypso is the song
of the prudish
melody we're singing, God