Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Steal Your Carapace

Hey, crab.

“Heeeeey, man.”

Soup?

“I’m Soup’s cousin, man.”

What’s your name?

“Bisque, man.”

Makes sense. Wait. How are you Soup’s cousin?

“He’s adopted. Don’t tell him, man.”

I won’t. Why are you living in a skull?

“Got thrown out of the mason jar I was staying in, man. Then there was a thermos. Had a sweet setup in a head gasket from a Pontiac, but the skull is just tits, man.”

Girl crabs like it?

“Crabs don’t work that way. I’m protected from predators, man.”

Good deal. So what’s next?

“Summer Tour starts pretty soon, so I’ll hook up with Soup and we’ll hit the highway, man.”

You should stay in the skull for tour.

“Duh, man.”

2 Comments

  1. Mean, Green, Devil Eating Machine

    February 11, 2017 at 10:07 am

    One of the working titles for the album was “Crabbing Station”, with the band all lined up, shelling crabs.

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