Seedless Unholy EP

by Rotating Strawberry Madonna

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live EP
11/17/2012 @ The Firehouse & 3/28/2013 @ Ralph's


released April 7, 2013

All songs by RSM, recorded by MILO



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Rotating Strawberry Madonna Worcester, Massachusetts

Three band members, one can of beer, two glasses.


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Track Name: Carry On, Carrie - LIVE @ The Firehouse 11/17/12
She don't take no shit, she don't take no flack
When she takes names, she doesn't give them back
She'll take the nose right off your face
She will put you in your place

Carrie, Carrie, Carry on, Carrie

She forges a path and she sets her own pace
She's telling you jokes but she keeps a straight face
Shimmies and leg kicks, just part of her charm
I can't control myself, it's doing me harm

Carrie, Carrie, Carry on, Carrie
Track Name: Deletion - LIVE @ The Firehouse 11/17/12
I wanna be one of those names that you know
But where would you read it? Where would it go?

I wanna be one of those faces you know
But where would you see it? Where would it go?

I wanna be one of those girls that you know
But where would you take me? Where would we go?

I wanna write one of those songs that you know
But where would you hear it? Where would it go?
Track Name: The Write To Forget (Last Gold Panther) - LIVE @ Ralph's 3/28/13
I’m highly distractible and feeling like a carousel pony
I’m feisty like ice cream and thinking of life with a migraine
Marianne Faithfull is plotting her escape from the library
La scopeta, la scopeta

We’re gonna blow ourselves up for profit
Drink the poison to keep them all guessing
I want to see the whites of their eyes
La scopeta, la scopeta

I don’t like TV cuz I know it’s all fake
There’s only so much of that shit I can take
Sometimes what you don’t know can kill you
I’m a fucking dinosaur!

She’s got thighs like bottle rockets
But she’s plastic like Polly Pocket, yeah
Ha ha ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha
La scopeta, la scopeta