Slang Chickens

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1. Tropics
2. Row My Boat
3. Club Love
4. Blues (Dripping Down My Leg)
5. Parasited Out
6. Let’s Microwave
7. I Want To Score
8. Badlands Blues
9. Wild Winds
10. Black Don’t Turn Blue
11. Young Money

Recorded by Michael Lawrence Harris in Los Angeles at

Big Game Lodge, Van Nuys
Canyon Hut, Laurel Canyon
Fortune 500 Studios, Hollywood
1628 EPA, Echo Park

Mixed and Mastered by Pete Lyman at Infrasonic Sound

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released January 15, 2010

All Songs Written by Evan Weiss and Dash Hutton. Arranged by Slang Chickens and Darren Weiss. © and  2009 Mopey Ballad Music (SESAC) / Huttonious Monk (SESAC)

The Chickens:
Evan Weiss – Vocals, Guitar, Banjo
Dash Hutton – Drums, Vocals
Zach Dawes – Bass, Vocals
Travis Schneider – Guitar, Vocals

Lap steel on Tropics, Row My Boat, Blues (Dripping Down My Leg), Slide Guitar on Badlands Blues, and Loopage on Wild Winds provided by Devin Johnson

Trumpet on Blues (Dripping Down My Leg) and Club Love by Spencer Ludwig

Artwork by Jon Seaton
Burlap jackets sewn by Lisa Ziven
Layout by Tristan Keller-Finn

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Track Name: Tropics
All she could do
Was try to sort shit out
Trying to trade her shameful doubt
Don’t wanna hear bout any other one
Like how they knew ya, what they did to ya

I’m moving to the Tropics
Rid sadness from my mind
Seashells and abalone
In the sand I draw the line

She cleared her plate, lost weight
And moved to Japan
Dyin', tryin' to find a better man
Don’t wanna hear bout any other one
He seen the pictures, no he don’t miss her

I’m moving to the Tropics
Rid sadness from my mind
Seashells and abalone
In the sand I draw the line
Track Name: Blues (Dripping Down My Leg)
Got blues
Dripping down my leg
Got blues
Dripping down my leg
I should go to the doctor
But I really wanna stay in bed

Loose screws
Drilling in my skull
Loose screws
Drilling in my skull
I could call up the head shrinker
But I don’t care at all

Didn’t want to believe it
Did not want to believe
Came dripping on down
Blues gone dripping down my knee
Awww Mama
Blues is dripping down my leg
Did not want to believe

I did not want to believe it but
The blues is dripping down my leg
Track Name: Parasited Out
Come on
I know you’re parasited out
I know it’s just something you do
You say you’re such a lonely cancer
But I heard you were not born in June

Don’t wanna save no world
I know you think just like I do
Maybe some other time
I know you think just like I do

No
I do not like her burning answers
But I like’em better than I like the truth
She said she’s always been a dancer
Well I like, I like to watch her move

Don’t wanna save no world
I know you think just like I do
Maybe some other time
I know you think just like I do

Don’t wanna save no world
I know you think just like I do
Maybe some other time
I don’t believe your kind
I know you think just like I do
Track Name: Let's Microwave
Let's Microwave

Hold me close until your dying age
I try but it’s so hard just to behave
So when it’s late at night I sit and I pray
That I might wake up in your microwave

Let's Microwave

So cold outside I dream of warmer days
Running around a dirty summer’s haze
Even across the pond I’ve heard them say
They dream to wake up in your microwave

Let's Microwave

Stop
Track Name: Black Don't Turn Blue
You walk around telling them all that I’m easy
Like you’d know the first thing bout what it takes to please me
She don’t care Mama, she don’t care Mama
She don’t care

You can blame this life on someone else
Beside your pride you’ve got your money and your health
Black don’t turn blue
Even if you want it to

Some call it cool though I think I'd call it sleazy
When I’m away for days, and you tell them how you've seen me
She don’t care Mama, she don’t care Mama
She don’t care

You can blame this life on someone else
Beside your pride you’ve got your money and your health
Black don’t turn blue
Even if you want it to

Don’t you ever wonder?
Don’t you ever care?
Don’t you ever stop to wonder?
Don’t you ever care?