Strange Agent

Strange Agent

 Aurora, Colorado, USA
BandRockAvant-garde

Dirty Bomb Rock from Aurora, Colorado.

Biography

Strange Agent plays hard rock spliced with funk, post-punk and sludge. Dirty bomb rock is a potent mixture of combustible ingredients.

Lyrics

Mary

Written By: Strange Agent

I know your not to blame.
Your momma hid all the shame.
Claimed she was a virgin
but you & me know of all the sins

Little boy, who's your father?
Your momma's a lying whore.
That Joe never had her
but married anyway

I know she was a fine wife
glowing from my child inside.
Joe knew now that he would raise you proud
to be his child, underneath the shroud.

Your momma told you
your daddy came down
right from heaven
and filled her with the light.
Oh it was magic
back of the tavern
for just a day's pay
served up the night
on plates.
Drinks in stained glasses.
Guzzle blood of my only son.
He shifts shape into all that I choose for him.
I'm the devil, did her raw for all the sins.

Little boy, who's your father?
Your mother's a lying whore.
Joseph never even had her
but married anyway.
Nursed her decay.

Jesus, I'm your father.
Your mother was a lying whore.
That Joe never had her
but married anyway.

Moth Dust

Written By: Strange Agent

When I was little
I saw a moth fly
into a window.
I saw the dust.
I thought it's magic
could maybe help me.
I thought the dust would
help me fly.
So I went out on an all-moth massacre
collecting the dust when they die.
Stuck em on toothpicks
like Vlad The Impaler.
Swat em down from the sky in one try.

I sure hate these mindless drones
granted flight while I'm stuck in this town.
I swat em down from the sky with mad laughter
and scrape all the dust from the ground.

The jar is full
filled up with the dust
I'm gonna rub it
all over arms.
Climb up to our roof.
The forth floor up.
Jump with the luck of a chump.
(I thought I'd fly)

just like these mindless drones
granted flight while I'm stuck in this town.
I swat em down from the sky in one try
and scrape all the dust from the ground.

I died so easy
into the light.

Some take forever
to see the light.

The Media

Written By: Strange Agent

I'm not leaving this house
now.
I'm not going outside
the sirens are too loud.
Maybe a dirty bomb bursted.
Kablow!
Spreading plague or aids.

Good Muslims got a bad rap
and they're mad.
Sick of the racial profiling
more than a tad.
The finger pointing keeps piling
and they're pissed
(so) Al Qaeda's sounding appealing.
(They might just enlist.)

Newspaper said it so then it's gotta be true.

And all this food you can't eat
at all.
Contamination in factories.
Sick animals crawl.
Tainted meat's preserved
and hauled
to Walmart to be bought.
The flood'll take the islands
and coasts.
California and Florida
will soon be ghosts.
North Korea's new laser's
gonna roast
Antarctica's glaciers.

Newspaper said it so then it's gotta be true.
(The media's controlling you.)
The T.V. said it so then it's gotta be true.

Bed bugs are laying their eggs
in ears.
While your children sleep
you lie awake in fear.
African bees travel
towards tears.
You'd better seal those windows, dear.
Insects are breeding to swarm
the sky.
Into the cities and towns
no one's gonna survive.
The Mother Earth controls them
and we die
for nearly killing our mom off the face of herself.

Newspaper said it so then it's gotta be true.
(The media's controlling you.)
The net said it so then it's gotta be true.

The media's controlling me and you.