The Remastered Masquerades

by Base Apes

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Intro 00:32
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Dark Ages 02:24
lyrics: Tony Myers Today we live in darkness There is no day, it's always night Don't lift your eyes For there is no sky In a world full of violence It's a matter of live or die For every man's soul Is as black as the sky In our cages, we're living in dark ages We're a bunch of savages and our minds are our mazes The world is full of chaos The world is full of sadness The world is full of killing The world is full of madness You think you are safe When you stay inside But from evil, you cannot hide In our cages, we're living in dark ages We're a bunch of savages and our minds are our mazes Through our cages, we're looking at dark ages We're a bunch of savages and our minds are our mazes
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lyrics: Marc Hansen Scum, bile, crud and phlegm These are my food groups, I feed off of them Rotting corpses are my friends Their faces are decomposed because they are dead It's a toxic nightmare Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin I'm a giant boil about to erupt and When I explode, pus will flow It's radioactive, everything will glow Hallucinations make it hard to maintain I'm a toxic nightmare, it's festerin' through my brain It's a toxic nightmare It's a toxic nightmare Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin I'm a giant boil about to erupt Scum, bile, crud and phlegm These are my food groups, I feed off of them Rotting corpses are my friends Their faces are decomposed because they are dead It's a toxic nightmare It's a toxic nightmare Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin
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Maggots 01:52
lyrics: Marc Hansen Maggot, maggot, get out of my mind My love for you is way out of line Better run, maggot You're much too young Maggot Maggots, maggots, burrowin' in my skull Slimy maggot maniacs munchin' on my bones Wish they'd dine elsewhere, I'm being devoured Maggots crawlin' everywhere; maggot, maggot, burn in Hell Maggot, maggot, get out of my mind My love for you is way out of line Better run, maggot You're much too young, maggot Maggots, maggots, burrowin' in my skull Slimy maggot maniacs munchin' on my bones Wish they'd dine elsewhere, I'm being devoured Maggots crawlin' everywhere; maggot, maggot, burn in Hell
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Becoming the prey of entrancing state Your mind is becoming a portal Falling into an open space of evil Mongrels are thrashing flesh to bleeding shreds Parasites infect the insides of decapitated heads Spectres of a higher mind become the new creators But you, my friend, are dead... And still dying Becoming the prey of pagan worship Your death-life is nearing an end Captors are exchanging you for new evils Maggots are the saviors, they clear the land Lords of this abyss rule the new nation by the hand Wailing, fiendish bards play ritualistic songs In the hourglass of time, you are but a grain of sand Creation of a better Hell Totalitarian leaders dwell In this pit of putrid smells We need more Time is the thing that you don't need For every moment is an evil deed Upon your entire plebian creed We can't get Out of the gates some have strayed And come back forlorn and frayed To shreds of entrails and decayed There must be More objects don't help at all The more you own, the more you fall Prey to theft and the joy of vandals Unless you have power You should expect no respect as you fall into this plane Feeling empty-souled is the meaning of this villainous reign
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H.B.I. 02:41
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lyrics: Billy Rotten Oh girl, you're gonna have a fit When you realise, I'm after your left tit Grab you by the nipple, watch you kick and yell Hack off your left tit and send you on to Hell I'm not a mean person, I just have strange tastes After your left tit is truly mine, I'm gonna rape your face Grab you by the nipple, watch you kick and yell Hack off your left tit and send you on to Hell Grab you by the nipple, watch you kick and yell Hack off your left tit and send you on to Hell
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Ode to Butch 00:44
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lyrics: Danny Insanity Sink my teeth into your flesh, I love to taste your blood Ram my fist into your skull, I love to wallow in your pus When I lose control, you'll feel my wrath Spill your blood into the tub and take a bath I'll kill you with my bare hands You're a goddamned dead man Vivisection treat, gnawin' on your meat Manual Dissection Hands-on job, I tear you apart piece by fuckin' piece Later on I'm gonna bake your corpse and begin the feast You're gonna die, so do not try to run Gonna fondle your guts and have a little fun I'll kill you with my bare hands You're a goddamned dead man Diabolic feast, eatin' the deceased Manual Dissection Drench my hands in your oozin' blood, it's a ritual to me Strip down to my underwears and roll all over your dead body You're gonna die, so do not try to run Gonna fondle your guts and have a little fun I'll kill you with my bare hands You're a goddamned dead man Diabolic feast, eatin' the deceased Manual Dissection Drench my hands in your oozin' blood, it's a ritual to me Strip down to my underwears and roll all over your dead body You're gonna die, so do not try to run Gonna fondle your guts and have a little fun I'll kill you with my bare hands You're a goddamned dead man Diabolic feast, eatin' the deceased Manual Dissection Drench my hands in your oozin' blood, it's a ritual to me Strip down to my underwears and roll all over your dead body You're gonna die, so do not try to run Gonna fondle your guts and have a little fun I'll kill you with my bare hands You're a goddamned dead man Diabolic feast, eatin' the deceased Manual Dissection
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Goodnight 02:40
"Goodnight" They've taken me to the scaffold In the middle of the night Forsake my sleep, invade my home To kill my sacred life Forced to bow upon the planks of bloody, rotten wood Place my head with neck exposed to the blade above No last request, no final prayer No mercy for my soul One takes the knife and cuts the rope That has my life in hold Forced to bow upon the planks of bloody, rotten wood Place my head with neck exposed to the blade above The weight of the blade is less than enough My throat exposed, the blood flows free My head hangs limp -- the pain The blade itself is too dull to cut A trim of life cut from the top My soul is free again
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"Franklin's Addiction" lyrics: Billy Rotten Feel a chill run down my spine as my bowels explode with beans Part my legs, let out a scream and let 'er rip -- know what I mean? Knew those beans would be trouble, I knew those beans would stink People who walk past me look at me like I'm a rat-fink It may not smell the best, it may not sound that good But if you liked beans like I do, it sure as Hell would I love to eat those tasty beans, they make me fart all night Lift my leg and pass some gas and then I feel alright Beans, beans, more fuckin' beans, I'll eat them 'til I fall Beans, beans, beans, more fuckin' beans, I'll fuckin' eat them all It may not smell the best, it may not sound that good But if you liked beans like I do, it sure as Hell would Feel a chill run down my spine as my bowels explode with beans Part my legs, let out a scream and let 'er rip -- know what I mean? Knew those beans would be trouble, I knew those beans would stink People who walk past me look at me like I'm a rat-fink It may not smell the best, it may not sound that good But if you liked beans like I do, it sure as Hell would
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lyrics, music: Brian Damage I want to grow a girl right in my own backyard Just take some body parts, it shouldn't be too hard And if she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again If she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again I want to grow a girl under the harvest moon Outside of my bedroom, she'll be beautiful through and through And if she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again If she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again I want to grow a girl right in my own backyard Just take some body parts, it shouldn't be too hard And if she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again If she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
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Down by Dawn 02:29
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Mr. Manson 02:10
lyrics: Brian Damage Charlie and the family Screwed beyond reality High on drugs, low on life Out to rule the world Helter Skelter in your brain You are sick, but you fell no pain Gotta kill, gotta kill, gotta kill No brains Charlie and the family Are damned for all eternity By T.V., books and media Recorded dementia Charlie's ass is now in jail Forget it, man, there ain't no bail To release him as he yells "I didn't do it!"
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I got a problem And it's named you You got a problem I'm runnin' you straight through I got a surprise waiting in store for you I got a problem And it's named you Get out of my face And my life too I got a surprise waiting in store for you I got a problem And it's named you What would the fine be For killing you I got a surprise waiting in store for you
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Show Me 04:31
Won't you show me war Won't you show me hate Won't you show me holocaust Won't you show me bombs Won't you show me fallout Won't you show me nuclear winter You say these things will come You say the fear has just begun But I've never seen these things in my life You say I should anticipate These acts of fear, these acts of hate But what good is it to worry all my life? Won't you show me death Won't you show me life Won't you show me care for them both Won't you show me Christ Won't you show me Hell Won't you show me the afterlife You say these things will come You say the fear has just begun But I've never seen these things in my life You say I should anticipate These acts of fear, these acts of hate But what good is it to worry all my life? Won't you show me cancer Won't you show me AIDS Won't you show me terminal disease Won't you show me paralysis Won't you show me insanity Won't you show me on what fear feeds You say these things will come You say the fear has just begun But I've never seen these things in my life You say I should anticipate These acts of fear, these acts of hate But what good is it to worry all my life?
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lyrics: Billy Rotten Beat a dead baby, mash it to a pulp Stomp a mudhole in it's ass and burn it up Beat a dead baby, grind it into sand Throw it in some water and have some Kool-Aid, man Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat a dead baby Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it Beat a dead baby that died of crib death Play tetherball with it and see who beats it best Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat a dead baby Beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
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lyrics: Billy Rotten There's a cat in my pants And I beat him with a stick I beat him very hard, now And he thrashes my dick Raise up the stick And bring it down once more The cat, it claws my flesh I find pleasure in this gore Cat in my pants I broke it's fuckin' ribs I lift my shirt And it looks like shit Raise up the stick And bring it down once more The cat, it claws my flesh I find pleasure in this gore Raise up the stick And bring it down once more The cat, it claws my flesh I find pleasure in this gore
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On the Move 05:52
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The ritual has begun again Back behind closed doors The star of the show can't handle the flow He's gotta be redrugged again The shot in his arm is infectious But what could be worse? A show that bombs—no remorse Parting his brain bit by bit To get the song just right It's necessary The music is too fast tonight But they don't know Stick around to see the end And you'll see a slice of irony His fate lies in eager awareness Of his dying day The shot in his arm is infectious But what could be worse? A show that bombs—no remorse Stick around to see the end And you'll see a slice of irony His fate lies in eager awareness Of his dying day
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Criminal accused of a crime Barbaric state, medieval time Trapped in my cell, just waiting for the chime Which sounds the last minute before I'm drawn and quartered Come to my cell as the bell tolls Come to take me of my soul Get a good grip on me, strap on the blindfold Rush me through the crowd to where I'm to be drawn and quartered I struggle, but to no avail Tied to the horses, I'm suspended in the air Incise the base of each limb without much care And lash each horse at the same moment so I'm drawn and quartered
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Demagogue takes your home, takes it away You fester in the ghettos before you are slain Bring in the cattle trucks—it is time Haul them bastards in—time to fry Throw their emaciated bodies into the fire Smell their flesh burn—my desire Fall to double-cross, don't question authority When you're driven again from familiar streets Bring in the cattle trucks—it is time Haul them bastards in—time to fry Throw their emaciated bodies into the fire Smell their flesh burn—my desire Don't worry about a thing, we're just finding you a place to stay Far from Russian invasion, far from all the pain Bring in the cattle trucks—it is time Haul them bastards in—time to fry Throw their emaciated bodies into the fire Smell their flesh burn—my desire
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lyrics: Danny Insanity Stuck between reality and my own mentality Torn between love and hate, death will come and I can't wait They lock me up behind this door to make sure I don't kill no more Straight jacket restraining me, padded walls detaining me There's no escape from the quiet room That's where I'll meet my doom They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care There's no escape from the quiet room That's where I'll meet my doom They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care There's no escape from the quiet room That's where I'll meet my doom They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care There's no escape from the quiet room That's where I'll meet my doom They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care They'll send me to the chair, but I don't care Stuck between reality and my own mentality Torn between love and hate, death will come and I can't wait They tell me that my mind's not well, so they put me in this padded cell I get more and more insane each day as my mind and body waste away
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Atrocity 03:38
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It's time to go to bed, say goodnight Slip under the sheets, turn out the light Don't think evil thoughts, they'll stick in your mind Corpses, wraiths, skulls, numina take advantage of this time Keep still in your bed; if you move, you'll end up dead You're gonna be wasted Those mysterious sounds, the spirits are aroused You're gonna lose your face We're those things that go bump in the night In the dark We're those things that go bump in the night It's time to go to bed, say goodnight Slip under the sheets, turn out the light Don't think evil thoughts, they'll stick in your mind Corpses, wraiths, skulls, numina take advantage of this time Keep still in your bed; if you move, you'll turn up dead You're gonna be wasted Those mysterious sounds, the spirits are aroused You're gonna lose your face Your face
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My Jeans 02:30
"My Jeans" Came into my room as usually One look into the closet nearly killed me My best pair of old, ragged jeans I could not see One name to fit the culprit was all that came to me Mother, why did you scrap my jeans? You know when I get on stage they'd look real mean So the holes and the skin-tight look are pretty obscene Mother, why did you scrap my jeans? So the extremes that I took were pretty stupid But hiding my jeans in a big, black gig-bag was my only idea And keep in mind who burns the trash at night I don't think a big, black gig-bag could escape my sight
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Pain Teasers 03:53
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Song X 02:53
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Dark Ages 02:25
lyrics: Tony Myers Today we live in darkness There is no day, it's always night Don't lift your eyes For there is no sky In a world full of violence It's a matter of live or die For every man's soul Is as black as the sky In our cages, we're living in dark ages We're a bunch of savages and our minds are our mazes The world is full of chaos The world is full of sadness The world is full of killing The world is full of madness You think you are safe When you stay inside But from evil, you cannot hide In our cages, we're living in dark ages We're a bunch of savages and our minds are our mazes Through our cages, we're looking at dark ages We're a bunch of savages and our minds are our mazes
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Interlude Y 01:08
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lyrics: Marc Hansen Scum, bile, crud and phlegm These are my food groups, I feed off of them Rotting corpses are my friends Their faces are decomposed because they are dead It's a toxic nightmare Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin I'm a giant boil about to erupt and When I explode, pus will flow It's radioactive, everything will glow Hallucinations make it hard to maintain I'm a toxic nightmare, it's festerin' through my brain It's a toxic nightmare It's a toxic nightmare Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin I'm a giant boil about to erupt Scum, bile, crud and phlegm These are my food groups, I feed off of them Rotting corpses are my friends Their faces are decomposed because they are dead It's a toxic nightmare It's a toxic nightmare Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin Toxin, toxin, toxin, toxin
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lyrics, music: Brian Damage, Sambone I want to grow a girl right in my own backyard Just take some body parts, it shouldn't be too hard And if she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again If she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again I want to grow a girl under the harvest moon Outside of my bedroom, she'll be beautiful through and through And if she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again If she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again I want to grow a girl right in my own backyard Just take some body parts, it shouldn't be too hard And if she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again If she sprouts up being a bitch then I'll take her apart and plant her again
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King's Court 01:10
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I got a problem And it's named you You got a problem I'm runnin' you straight through I got a surprise waiting in store for you I got a problem And it's named you Get out of my face And my life too I got a surprise waiting in store for you I got a problem And it's named you What would the fine be For killing you I got a surprise waiting in store for you
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Interlude Z 01:12
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Another Day 06:07
Don't you ask how I am—I'm fine Just walking around 'til I die Nothing left to die but stay high Nothing stirs around me but time But time [unintelligible verse] [unintelligible]...going insane [unintelligible]...yesterday Tell me: Am I sane? Isn't it the same As yesterday? Don't pick up the phone, I'm on line [unintelligible line] All I do is complain all the time Nothing better to do Tell me: Am I sane? Isn't it the same As yesterday? Isn't it the same As yesterday, But another day?
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about

The Base Apes Story:

The Base Apes were a group of kids into heavy music and getting un-bored by whatever means possible. "Yawn," "Adamn" and "Sambone" played instruments while "Billy Rotten" wrote lyrics and drew lots of pictures. The four made lots of music, had many adventures, and actually made some small-town history.

Original Base Apes audio was recorded on cassette or 1/4-inch reel to reel 4-track recorders between 1987 and 1990. With only four tracks, the monophonic drum track is often a mix-down of a drum track and a bass track. Such was the way of the teenage home studio before the PC wave. Long before CD burners, Base Apes albums were mostly only available on cassettes—third generation at that, due to primitive double tape deck mastering. Regardless, fellow students scarfed up the product which was wrapped in copy machine-produced inserts fashioned from photo cut-outs, artwork duplicates, lyric sheets, black construction paper and scotch tape.

Fans showed their support at the band's infrequent gigs, many practices and talent shows, including the high school talent show where they mercilessly drove most of the audience into the parking lot. When the high school faculty halted production of materials on the library Xerox machine—and prohibited the sale of tapes to classmates for their lunch money—the Base Apes earned the slogan "Banned by Waynesville High" as well as a watchful eye and a shaking finger from authoritative WASPs with '80s Satanic Panic. Also, the elders of Harmony Baptist Church delivered a tactless ultimatum to Sambone and Yawn's mom which resulted in their glorious excommunication. :) :)

But sadly, after a slew of tapes, one 7" record ("The Orgy of Hatred") and a few shows, the group disbanded. Now—nearly thirty years later—due to occasionally-resurfacing interest in the Base Apes, this complete collection has been made available to preserve a major part of our lives and a little of Waynesville, Missouri, history.

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released January 1, 2004

Sambone: vocals, guitar, bass, programming
Yawn: guitar, drums
Adamn: drums, guitar
Billy Rotten: lyrical and fine art contributions
Brian Damage: bass; lyrics and music for "I Want to Grow a Girl"
Other lyrical contributions by Danny Insanity, Marc Hansen and Tony Myers

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