Lindsay Baffo

Lindsay Baffo

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Lindsay Baffo is a young singer/songwriter based in San Francisco, CA. At only 19 years of age, she writes and sings with the soul of a much more mature woman. Topics include the unrequited love of a dead president, flesh eating lovers, and the death camps in Nazi Germany. Very young and very deep.

Biography

The sophistication of Lindsay Baffo's songs belies her young age. Her bitter lyrics, poured through an under aged whisky voice, conjure up images of a girl decimated by the heartbreak not only of love gone bad but of a world severely broken and dysfunctional. Yet, somehow there is hope in her message.

Not surprisingly, she lists Kurt Cobain, Judy Garland, and Amy Winehouse as some of her influences. Upon listening you' may also hear hints of Nora Jones, Johnette Napolitano & Lucy Rose.

Lindsay Baffo is a young, up & coming singer/songwriter. Currently, she's a Cinema Studies student at San Francisco State, which may explain the visual nature of her songs.

There's much more to come from Lindsay. Stay tuned!

Lyrics

JFK

Written By: Lindsay Baffo


My baby Johnny
Isn’t breathing
Isn’t speaking.
Does he love me anymore?

His kisses taste like lead
He’s bleeding from his head
But I won’t let him go, no.

I’m in love with a dead man
I’m falling faster than a bullet to the head did.
I’ll do my best to hold the pieces of your head
But baby, you’re getting colder Mr. President
You’re getting colder Mr. President.

Johnny used to take me driving
In the summertime
Buy me diamonds, give me kisses,
Dress me up in white

Now Johnny’s in the backseat
And he’s praying for his life
He tells me,
“The only way that I’m going is with you by my side”

So, baby I put on my black dress
For you tonight
And I polish my wedding ring til it sparkles
Like the moonlight
Kiss the kids goodbye
I’m kissing the kids goodnight for the last time

I’m in love with a dead man
I’m falling faster than a bullet to the head did.
I’ll do my best to hold the pieces of your head
But baby, you’re getting colder Mr. President
You’re getting colder Mr. President.

John F. Kennedy
Have your way with me
Kiss me slow, like Jackie O
If you want me.
John F. Kennedy
I’m not a bad girl
But I can sin like Marilyn
Make your toes curl

©2012 Lindsay Baffo. All Rights Reserved.

Rows of Bones

Written By: Lindsay Baffo

I built a home
Meant for two.
Lined with velvet and rotten wood.
I’m not in any rush.
I’ll wait for you.

I’ll put my white dress on.
You wear your shiny shoes.
Let’s try and look our best
When they march our bodies through
The rusted gates of Birkenau.

And we go down, down, down, down, down
Till we’re buried like rows and rows of bones
And the sun’s hardly shone
And the wind don’t blow
And I’m here all alone
I guess this feels like home
More than any pile of bricks and sticks and stones.

They’ll try and stitch us up
And make our bodies new
But they can’t account for all the shit
That we’ve been through
No tombstone can define

How dead I feel inside
How much I want to die
The empty feeling of a coffin in the night
This was all your doing.

The bleeding in my brain
I haven’t slept in days
And the next time you go skipping by my grave
I’m going to haunt you every fucking day.

And we go down, down, down, down, down
Till we’re buried like rows and rows of bones
And the sun’s hardly shone
And the wind don’t blow
And I’m here all alone
I guess this feels like home
More than any pile of bricks and sticks and stones.

©2012 Lindsay Baffo. All Rights Reserved.

Zombie Boys, Zombie Girls

Written By: Lindsay Baffo

All we want is to have fun
Do some drugs
Fuck someone
Drink until the sun comes up
We’ll never have to fall in love.

Drop out of school
And run away
Change our names
Rob a bank

Won’t listen to what our parents say
They never liked us anyway!

I’ve got a craving for your body
I wanna take this skin that I’m in
And slip it off
For a night alone with you

Oh I can’t resist your kiss
I wanna bite those lips
And then slit my wrists
Tell my mom it was an accident
Her ignorance is fucking bliss.
Shit.

I just want to get you alone
I Wanna drag your body home
And then wear your clothes
Act like neighbors don’t know
what I’m up to
They do

Got an appetite for flesh
Sucking on each other’s necks
Like we were the only two left
Like we’re the only food left

But you’re a Zombie boy
You’ll never know what love is
I’m Zombie girl
You never should have fucked with.

All we want is to have fun
Do some drugs
Fuck someone
Drink until the sun comes up
We’ll never have to fall in love.

Drop out of school
And run away
Change our names
Rob a bank

Won’t listen to what our parents say
They never liked us anyway!

You can be my Kurt
I can be your Courtney
You can lie and say you’ll never hurt me
But this gun is loaded and it’s looking tempting
Pull that trigger babe you’re gonna be sorry

I’ll be there when you can’t sleep
There when you can’t dream
Candle flickering
I’ll be the heavy breathing baby
You’re gonna wish you never made fool of me
Call a girl cunt she’ll haunt you for eternity

All we want is to have fun
Do some drugs
Fuck someone
Drink until the sun comes up
We’ll never have to fall in love.

Drop out of school
And run away
Change our names
Rob a bank

Won’t listen to what our parents say
They never liked us anyway!

So fuck the boys who told us lies
We’ll eat their hearts and brains and eyes
And fuck the girls who made us cry
We’ll leave their bodies for the flies (x2)

Zombie Boys
Zombie Girls

©2012 Lindsay Baffo. All Rights Reserved.

My Heart is a Tomb

Written By: Lindsay Baffo

I am a godless machine
I sold my soul
Just to feel empty.
I have no family
I burned down the house
While they were sleeping.

And I don’t think
Heaven would want me
I talk to God but the sky is empty.
And I don’t think you could love me
I try to speak but my words mean nothing.

My Heart is a Tomb
I can’t find the light
I’ll get on my knees
I won’t put up a fight.

Lay me in this bed
I won’t make a sound
My heart is a tomb
No one can save me now.

I am a lying fiend
I’m the parasite that feeds
On everything it sees.

I don’t deserve my angel wings
Tie me down, break my crown
I don’t want to be a queen.

I don’t think
Jesus would save me
Don’t think the congregation would even take me
And I don’t think you could love me
Kill the life that beats inside of me.

My Heart is a Tomb
I can’t find the light
I’ll get on my knees
I won’t put up a fight.

Lay me in this bed
I won’t make a sound
My heart is a tomb
No one can save me now.

My Heart is a Tomb
I can’t find the light
I’ll get on my knees
I won’t put up a fight.
Lay me in this bed
I won’t make a sound
My heart is a tomb
No one can save me now.

No God , No God
No God can save me
No God , No God
No God can save me

©2012 Lindsay Baffo. All Rights Reserved.

Unholy Water

Written By: Lindsay Baffo

I was caught red-handed
With the devil in my bed
He was a sinner like me.

I’m trying to be a lady
But you’re so desperate to save me
You’re not making it easy to leave you in morning.

I like the way he says my name
I like the way he ain’t ashamed
I like it when he holds me down
I try not to make a sound.

My body is a temple
I’m gonna burn it down
Burn it down
My conscience is a cancer
I gotta shut it out
Shut it out
I’ll do anything
I’ll get down on my knees
I’m drowning
I’m gonna wash away the clean.

He’s got a taste for tonic and gin
He doesn’t know the state I’m in
Mama, is it a sin to love a boy who makes me sick?

He got touch that I can’t refuse
I should’ve known what I was getting into
Mama, I’m sorry for the things I’m
gonna do.

I like the way he acts real tough
I like the way he treats me rough
I like it when we fight all night
He makes me want to die.

My body is a temple
I’m gonna burn it down
Burn it down
My conscience is a cancer
I gotta shut it out
Shut it out
I’ll do anything
I’ll get down on my knees
I’m drowning
I’m gonna wash away the clean.

I have been a coward and a sinner
Boy, take my body down to the river
And wash me clean in some unholy water
I won’t tell a soul.
I won’t tell a soul.

©2012 Lindsay Baffo. All Rights Reserved.