Trashy And The Kid

Trashy And The Kid

 Austin, Texas, USA
BandRockPunk

The one record in your little sister's collection that doesn't suck ... and still pisses mom off.

Biography

INFLUENCES: Guns 'n' Roses, Ozzy, Aerosmith, Killswitch Engage, Smashing Pumpkins, Motley Crue, The Sex Pistols, Iggy Pop, David Bowie, Smashing Pumpkins, Iron Maiden, Poison, Queen, AC/DC, The New York Dolls, Alice Cooper, Mastodon, Marilyn Manson, Rolling Stones, My Chemical Romance, Avenged Sevenfold, Black Sabbath, Green Day, Bob Dylan

Lyrics

Little Dirty

Written By: Tylar

Little dirty daughter got a dynamite body and a
Face just like her momma
Stole her Visa credit card to buy a plane ticket, then
Hitched to Tijauna
Sixteen, goin on thirty
She don’t mind getting her hands dirty
Now she got Jimmy Choos and some Cartier
And it don’t matter if I wanna –

I’m in love with little dirty daughter
I said I’d put her in a taxi cab, and take her across the border
But she said No (NO)
I like you boy, but I really don’t think I oughta
So I miss her, I need her, I love her, I hate her
And I can’t stop sinking down down down down down
Bless me father, for I have sinned

She said Boy, you must be crazy, why would I ever leave this?
I’m the queen of Zona Norte!
I’m white and underage and I only do the tourists cuz the
Locals can’t afford me
My momma, she worked for tips
I love her, but that ain’t it, no no
I know my worth and I know my price
And you better start thinking bout your own, cuz –

You’re a fuckin’ whore and your daddy is too
And your mommy’s not a whore but she gets off on you
And your teacher is a whore and your lawyer is a whore
And we all fall down.
You’re a fuckin’ whore and your banker is my bitch
And your wife and your girlfriend and I don’t care which
But your President’s a whore and your hamster is too
And we all fall down

I toasted up a cigarette and got it smoking for her while
She was in the shower
Tobacco makes me vomit but I’m already sick and
She’s got all the power
She washed between her legs
I can’t stop thinking bout what she said
Well you’ll catch more flies with a spiderweb
Thank you’ll ever catch with a flower

I’m in love with little dirty daughter
I said I’d put her in a limousine, and take her across the border
But she said No (NO)
I like you boy, but I really don’t think I oughta
So I miss her, I need her, I love her, I hate her
And I can’t stop sinking down down down down down
Bless me father for I have sinned

I’m in love with little dirty daughter
I said I’d put her in a rocket ship, and take her across the border
But she said No (NO)
I like you boy, but I really don’t think I oughta
So I miss her, I need her, I love her, I hate her
And I can’t stop sinking
down (down) down (down)
Little dirty daughter spin me
Round (round) round (round)
And don’t you drink the water when you’re
down (down) down (down)
On little dirty dirty dirty

Run For Your Life

Written By: Tylar

The cuts and bruises mean the past has gone and hurt you
The scars mean that you deserve it
An urban legend from my antiseptic childhood
We loved to hate him but I really hate to love you

The gradual erosive theft of my new miracle
I call it my tax dollars damn well spent
Step over puddles and the passed out prom queens
Lets make believe that it will all come to and end and

Fall asleep and have a dream about money
Or a pill that burned my skin bright red
A soft reasonable soothing little nightmare
Take my cigarette get into my bed

(Chorus)
Call the police
The house is burning
Don’t be a hero
I’d die for you
Run for your life
I’ll see you all in hell
Oh well, oh well

Call him an asshole but it doesn’t hurt his business
Call me the the same I say you are what you eat we’ll
We’ll love eath other live a broken fire hydrant
No need for bold faces let it bleed, just

Fall asleep and have a dream about money
Or a pill that burned my skin bright red
You could ask me but I read your mind already
Take my cigarette get out of my bed

(Chorus)
Call the police
The house is burning
Don’t be a hero
I’d die for you
Run for your life
I’ll see you all in hell
Oh well, oh well

Fall asleep and have a dream about money
Or a pill that burned my skin bright red
You could ask me but I won’t ask for forgiveness
Take my cigarette get out of my bed

One, two and three
Just count your blessings
Make me believe
That it wasn’t all in vain
Hail to the teeth
The beast I know too well
Oh well, Oh well

Dar al-Harb

Written By: Fitz, Tylar

Blood-spangled prom dress
Served its purpose
Pushed to the back of the closet
Lost and gone because
Where there’s a will
There’s somebody else’s way
What do you say?
Come see my house
Where dogs have so much more to gain
When they destroy than when they save

General Custer was a hell of a man
He walked into a bar with his gun in his hand
So pour me a whiskey into boots full of sand
This house is haunted, indoor voices please

Stay on your toes
And don’t disturb
The bodies and the spirits of
My sense of trust
And sympathy
I killed to be stronger
Bless the liars
Loud and save your blame
For the monkeys in the middle
Of this tug of war
Pedal to the floor
Squeeze your eyes shut and
Cross your fingers, hope to die

General Custer was a hell of a man
He walked into a bar with his guts in his hand
Don’t ask me to sit cuz I’d really rather stand
You built this house, why don’t you live there
General Custer was a hell of a man
He walked into a bar with his soul in his hand
And sure I believe that it will all go to plan
I built this house, why make me burn it down

Year after year it’s always the same
I set a lovely banquet but nobody came
It’s not my fault that all I have to serve
Is worms and flies and burnt-out bodies
But I really don’t think you’re the
One who ought to judge
Cuz I did what you told me and
I swore I wouldn’t budge
And if I asked you to join me
But your bed was too attractive
All I have to say to that is
If you really really love me half as
Much as you say you do,
Fuck you
FUCK YOU

General Custer was a hell of a man
He walked into a bar with his sin in his hand
Don’t act like you know me or you dig my band
You built this house, why must I live here
General Custer was a hell of a man
He walked into a bar with your life in his hand
And let’s not forget who riddled and who ran
You built this house why don’t you die here

Kid

Written By: Fitz, Tylar

Well I'm an average kid and you can kiss my ass
I'd fuckin' kill you if I wasn't late for class
I hate my parents cuz they never understood
I'd kill them if their credit rating wasn't so good
Did you see my brand new beemer?
Don't I look so angry in it?
Always feel so shitty when they try and cheer me up
If you have further questions please feel
Free to call me on my cell
And if the line is busy dial 1-900-GO-2-HELL

I'm just an average kid
No one knows what I did (with the light's out in the master bedroom)
I'm just an average kid
At least I let it all hang out when all the others hid

Okay I lied, I said tomorrow and it's more than a week
If you don't like it then get out of my room
Don't let the you know what hit you you know how
On your way to you know where
Would you hate me forever if I
Told you that you talked too much?
I might be a blabbermouth but
I know when to shut up
When my girlfriend left me I took
All the pills in my mom's drawer
It's not the things I lack, it's just the
Power to enjoy them

I'm just an average kid
No one knows what I did (with the light's out in the master bedroom)
I'm just an average kid
At least I let it all hang out when all the others hid

I'm just an average kid
No one knows what I did (with the light's out in the master bedroom)
I'm just an average kid
At least I let it all hang out when all the others hid

Rampant Sex on the Hell Train

Written By: Fitz, Tylar

Let's set the tone for the evening now,
A beer to drink and another to throw
Raise a toast for the trouble I'm in
We were born to play the game so we might as well win
She's got a devil on her back
So red that it burns, but looking's never enough
See him twisting out her grille
She's Lillith with a cigarette, "Come on just taste it"

She says

We ain't gonna be (Ain't gonna be)
No fucking alter jockeys
Squeeze it all in real tight, girl
And shake it out
And shake it out on me
Cuz we ain't gonna be (Ain't gonna be)
Undone before time gets me
Squeeze it all in real tight, girl
And shake it out
And shake it out
And shake it out
And shake it out on me

She's good in bed but she's even better
On the scotch-guarded kitchen sofa
With a door that doesn't lock
She's the red-headed stepchild of someone who mattered
Treat you like a beast stuck in the jaws
Chew my leg off if it wasn't so hot
Beg for more before you beg it to stop
You can jump off the train but the fall's gonna kill you

She says

We ain't gonna be (Ain't gonna be)
No fucking alter jockeys
Squeeze it all in real tight, girl
And shake it out
And shake it out on me
Cuz we ain't gonna be (Ain't gonna be)
Undone before time gets me
Squeeze it all in real tight, girl
And shake it out
And shake it out
And shake it out
And shake it out on me

She says

We ain't gonna be (Ain't gonna be)
No fucking alter jockeys
Squeeze it all in real tight, girl
And shake it out
And shake it out on me
Cuz we ain't gonna be (Ain't gonna be)
Undone before time gets me
Squeeze it all in real tight, girl
And shake it out
And shake it out
And shake it out
And shake it out on me

I Don't Give A F*#@

Written By: Tylar

Your dream car
One for the wife
Your dream house
15 to life
Go fishing once
For a nice big whale
Buy your coffin now
While it's still on sale

I know you ante'd up into the fast food nation
But don't come blubbering to me for expiation

Gonna crash, wanna burn
Some people never ever learn
To walk away from a bet
To drop a mortar on your safety net
To take a stroll through the muck
Don't take a lot of luck
Because I just don't give a ...

Pull over child
This road's two way
I'll turn your crank
I'll make your day
Come take a chance
Come dance with me
We're free to starve
And we starve to, to be free

I know you pledge allegiance to your masturbation
But don't come blubbering to me for expiation

Gonna crash, wanna burn
Some people never ever learn
To walk away from a bet
To drop a mortar on your safety net
To take a stroll through the muck
Don't take a lot of luck
Because I just don't give a ...

I know you ante'd up into the fast food nation
But don't come blubbering to me for expiation

Gonna crash, wanna burn
Some people never ever learn
To walk away from a bet
To drop a mortar on your safety net
To take a stroll through the muck
Don't take a lot of luck
Because I just don't give a ...

Gonna crash, wanna burn
Some people never ever learn
To walk away from a bet
To drop a mortar on your safety net
To take a stroll through the muck
Don't take a lot of luck
Because I just don't give a ...

Lara

Written By: Tylar

With my two little hands I can take it all away
And in my humble opinion you have reached your dying day
So don’t look over your shoulder cuz I’m breathing down your back
You’ve got time to say a prayer before I make my last attack

Don’t waste your last breaths pleading for your life
Why not appreciate your lungs and how they served you for awhile
Cuz there’s no “Let’s make a deal” when the reaper’s at your door
So did you leave someone behind to quo’th the raven nevermore

My Lara, sweet Lara
I’m right behind the door with a knife that’s thirsty for my
Lara, sweet Lara
So give me one last scream
To awake you from your dream
Will your sins be forgiven on the other side of your life

Don’t answer the phone, don’t step out of your house
Cuz I’m constant as the northern star and stealthy like a mouse
And I’ll get you in the end, I’m extinguishing your fire
Run all you want, my love, you’ll just die tired

I’ll grant you one minute, I’ll grant you one last wish
For the time to wonder how your life has all come down to this
All the minutes that flew by or didn’t crawl by fast enough
If dying is so easy why is this so tough

My Lara, sweet Lara
I’m right behind the door with a knife that’s thirsty for my
Lara, sweet Lara
Were you good to your friends? How will you be remembered?
Lara, sweet Lara
I’m right behind the door with a knife that’s thirsty for my
Lara, sweet Lara
So give me one last scream
To awake you from your dream
Will your sins be forgiven on the other side of your life

Discography

SONGS IN THE KEY OF BLOW ME
1. Poledancer's Circus
2. Kid
3. Run For Your Life
4. Cult Next Door
5. Dar al-Harb
6. Rampant Sex on the Hell Train
7. Hands Are Tied
8. Lara
9. I Don't Give a F@#&
10. Half Jack (Dresden Dolls cover)
11. Little Dirty Daughter

RUN FOR YOUR LIFE EP
1. Little Dirty Daughter
2. Run For Your Life
3. Kid
4. Dar al-Harb
5. Rampant Sex on the Hell Train
6. Saturday Night's Alright (For Fighting) (Elton John cover)

On rotation on KLBJ, KAOS

Set List

45-minute set:
Poledancer's Circus
Kid
Lara
Run For Your Life
Rampant Sex on the Hell Train
Cult Next Door
COVER ("Saturday Night" by Elton John or "Half Jack" by the Dresden Dolls)
Dar al-Harb
Little Dirty Daughter

1-HOUR SET -- ADD:

Little Dirty Daughter
I Don't Give a F*&^
Another cover