Two weeks to take a song from conception to completion to competition!


This song was created for Game of Bands round 95 : "Mismatch"




(verse 0:16) Confetti in the bathtub, the water overflows 
It puddles into the grout lines, and out the door it goes 
The carpet starts to dampen, the wood begins to rot 
Then the smell alerts the neighbors and someone calls the cops 
The door flies off the hinges, the rookie enters first 
to investigate the scene, but he wasn’t prepped for the worst 
The sudden sight upsets him sending him to fits of rage 
He calls out for his partner, who arrives, but just too late 

(verse 2 0:52) The rookie pulls his pistol and before the moments passed 
his brains are painted everywhere with one terrific flash 
His lifeless body slumps beside the bathtub from before 
Where his bloated, dead grandmother floats, decaying… 

(outro 1:06) and also she was anally raped.



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