the wussies

the wussies

BandAlternativePunk

3 piece that makes music you can destroy your bedroom to.

Biography

a band that rose from the ashes on a San Francisco studio floor after the final flame of the four piece band of Burke

Billy son of a Dirt Farmer in Livermore Ca
raised and sold bits of clay to sell at market so he could buy his first guitar.
Tim all the way from New Orleans grew up on a moonshine plantation where there was nothing but bass (guitars) to feed on.
Liam ravaged the back streets of SF clubs for drum pieces for a set for himself.

and together they make . . . .

THE WUSSIES

Lyrics

Poison Apples

Written By: The Wussies

I will give you love
and I would drown in hate
I would eat your infections and
I'll show you fate
I would eat poisoned apples
and I would drink laced wine
I would lure innosent children
and go home feeling fine

you might think it's funny
how I'm weak
the finest hearts of many
given to the meek

I can't help myself
so how can I help you
there is shit and tar and sludge that
we have to walk through
I can't see my reflection
my vision's blurred
it's the fasion of the season
haven't you heard

you might think it's funny
how I'm weak
the finest hearts of many
given to the meek

tell me once again
how I am wrong
beat my head until I bleed and
laugh all the way home

you might think it's funny
how I'm weak
the finest hearts of many
given to the meek
heavy hearts are laden
with the truth
the sign of lost children
of lost youth

She Takes Up The Entire Room (Slow Song #2)

Written By: The Wussies

Come on over
let's get fucked up
no one cares
why don't you just give up
many a fainted
lost memory
I'd open my eyes
only if I'd see

Blood flows like fire
in an empty vein
living and dying are
one and the same
restitutions
lay dead on the floor
one seduction
open your own door

you always said it would be easy
insult me while you are teasing
let's all jump around like idiots
I want to be insignificant

all about me

Written By: TheWussies

Heaven sent?
well heaven's lonely
my fits
come on normaly
she cries
herself to sleep at night
to avoid
another losing fight

bottles lined up against the wall
can't you see
I can't see a thing at all

Is it big?
well bigger's better
her lips
a lonely letter
hope you find
all that you need
turn the corpse
in to brine feed

flowers lined up against the wall
can't you see
I can't see a thing at all

don't bring me down
life of a clown
who comes around
I'll bring you down

bottles lined up against the wall
can't you see
I can't see a thing at all

Discography

1. Mourning Sickness - our first 8 song EP
2. Bottle Cap Comp - "I found a way" (off mourning sickness) included in this compilation

Set List

Regression
Poison Apples
Formula
Mute
Martyr
Medical
All About Me
It's all on you
Moral Authority
10 years
then some others thrown in if the mood strikes
approx 20-35 minute set depending on the extras and the time allotted. We cover Fang's "Money Will Roll Right In" as a bonus many times