Junk City, by Lou Kelly

Junk City

by Lou Kelly

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★ bought this album after listening to two songs at random. scratches the same part of my brain as mike patton & that handsome devil. do urself a favor and get junk city if you have that same desire for sleazy jazzpunkfunkmetaletc Favorite track: Zoot Suit Wolf Pack.

Poesy Rider Décidément, il sait tout faire ce Lou ; qui plus est, toujours avec talent et inventivité. Quel que soit le registre, on y trouve toujours un génie comparable à Captain beefheart et on se demande si Zappa ne s'est pas réincarné !? Excellentissime ! Favorite track: Winter Heat.

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Thomas Scott This album creates a lucid picture of frantic, sleazy inner city life. It's a dense, chaotic blend of disparate genres but the end result is cohesive and truly something of it's own. Lou utilities his impressively deep and villainous singing voice to great effect. Fans of experimental/avante-garde rock music such as Mr. Bungle, UneXpect, Lovely Little Girls will get a filthy high outta this Favorite track: Sinning Is Living.

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1.	Junk City 01:26	lyrics	buy track
Sinners and losers, come down and rejoice Where sloppy seconds are your first choice The depths of your lows is what gets us high Down in the dumps until you die Junk City Not a pretty face in this place Ugly divine all the time Junk City Dead kitties scratch at your snatch Read between and snort your lines Sewage showers Penile towers A population in one ejaculation Chinese rocks Cunts hugging cocks Don't be obtuse I wouldn't call it abuse It's what the kids say A lust for life in every way Life to the morgue Murder Central Junk City
2.	Catch A Cab 01:52	lyrics	buy track
Taxi! Where do ya think you're going? I'm doing my best in blowing off this roof of this house and off this cab Scrape off this scab Billy Boy never gave me a dollar bill If I had a nickel every time I was a dollar short from buying thrills I'd pay my bills, cash the till, invest in mob insurance from getting killed Hey, wonder why I'm running by cars just getting by? I'm not quite sure myself Must be spring runners high My legs are burning My stomach is churning Turning into the slovenly beast yearning For cheap cab fare Taxi! Taxi! Wait for me Taxi! Taxi! Where you be? Don't speed away Taxi! Taxi! Taxi! Taxi! Wait for me Please, I'm begging on my knees I got somewhere to go so won't you take me, taxi? Taxi! Oh, I'm already late Don't know what I'm gonna do Got holes in my shoes Shake off my high Rub out the fog from my eyes I stand out in the street Will I ever meet? Taxi! Oh my Need dead green presidents To buy myself some common cents Ask me why I'm a sidewalk resident Get me outta here! Taxi! Taxi! Wait for me Taxi! Taxi! Where you be? Don't speed away Taxi! Taxi! Taxi! Taxi! Wait for me Please, I'm begging on my knees I got somewhere to go so won't you take me, taxi? Take me, taxi! Wait Wait Wait Please, don't drive away, taxi!
3.	Cowboy Slick 02:20	lyrics	buy track
(Down) I'm riding bare back My hair slicked back Trotting down the street I got my rusty pistol Looking for crystal Brownstone and buckwheat My jeans are too tight They fit me just right Farm boy made of brick Urban tick Ghetto trash city hick They call me Cowboy Slick (Down) Oh, bolo bow ties Tractor drive by's Shot gun shot glass Oh, care for a square dance? Smoke squares in my pants Bull riding your ass Sinatra and Cash Hey bails stashed with hash Farm boy made of brick Urban tick Ghetto trash city hick They call me Cowboy Slick Why don't you hoe-down on me? Pork pie gallon hat Barn boys and mall rats Farm boy made of brick Urban tick Ghetto trash city hick They call me Cowboy Slick
4.	Take A Stroll 02:35	lyrics	buy track
Bright lights High as a kite on fire Walking through hot nights Groaning from the tourists turn to choirs Can you smell the piss on the sidewalk? The flesh of the flock come alive Come alive in the depths of this dive Crawl into the warmest holes Sell your soul Just by taking a stroll Card games Jack of all trades that don't pay I forget first names Ace of nuns get on their knees to pray With their lips Black Jack Cognac Get in for free as long as nobody sees Cigars Jaguars Get in the trunk, you dirty punk Can you smell the piss on the sidewalk? The flesh of the flock come alive Come alive in the depths of this dive Crawl into the warmest holes Sell your soul Just by taking a stroll Down, come on down to rock bottom Down, come on down to rock bottom town Down, come on down to Vegas Harlem What you say? What you say? Come on and take a stroll Sell what's left of your poor soul Crawl back into your hole
5.	Sleaze Easy 02:38	lyrics	buy track
Ain't you tired of running? You'll turn those feet into stumps No need to stay stunning Just give in, give up while you're Down in the dumps Wait a minute Wait a minute Wait a minute now Have you got the time? Wait a minute Wait a minute Wait a minute now Have you lost your mind? Wait Slow on down Wait Take a breath Wait Skip uptown And come down with me Wait a minute Wait a minute Wait a minute now Let me show you around Where you think you're going? Need nobody but me My sleaze is easygoing Just give in, give up while you're Down on your knees Wait a minute Wait a minute Wait a minute now Have you got the time? Wait a minute Wait a minute Wait a minute now Have you lost your mind? Wait Slow on down Wait Take a breath Wait Skip uptown And come down with me Wait a minute Wait a minute Wait a minute now Let me show you around
6.	Crap Crusader (All Bark, No Bite) 03:13	lyrics	buy track
When I try to make a fist My thumb is tucked away inside When I pull over my mask It gives my face a place to hide Oh, no Oh, no Where is my crime fighting pepper spray? Oh, no Oh, no How will I keep all the scrum of the earth away? That's why they call me a Crap crusader Calling for help in the night Plain purveyor The first to lose in a fight Don't you know that I'm all bark, no bite? When I try to throw a punch My hand don't know where to land Stand too close, I quit I quit Submit I hide so my hide can't be tanned Wear all black Don't attack Cigarette Drenched in sweat Oh, no Oh, no Where is my trusty old fog machine? Oh, no Oh, no How will I make my escape with no smoke screen? That's why they call me a Crap crusader Calling for help in the night Plain purveyor The first to lose in a fight Don't you know that I'm all bark, no bite? (Down) Oh, yeah Calling for help in the night Plain purveyor The first to lose in a fight I'm all bark, no bite I'm all bark, no bite A giant with no might I'm all bark, no bite Yes, you heard me right I'm all bark, no bite Don't you know that I'm all bark, no bite?
7.	Cockroach Swing 02:41	lyrics	buy track
Baby, won't you let me be your pest? At your gentle behest Insecticide Disease Feces Oh, please be my sweet vermin squeeze 'Cause we're going down, down, down We're going down, down, down We're crawling back to right under the fridge where we can be alone with our scraps Down, down, down We're going down Down on the musk and the mold Wedding proposals in garbage disposals We're the plague on six legs The scourge in 50 eggs Let us be fruitful Dance and sing The Cockroach Swing Bug bombshell Come to the Roach Motel Where we can scurry on the bed Hurry 'til we're dead Eat the crust and crumbs right off the floor I want too much and more Invincible Mouthfuls Tables Chock full of shit that'll kill a bull 'Cause we're going down, down, down We're going down, down, down We're crawling back to right under the fridge where we can be alone with our scraps Down, down, down We're going down Down on the musk and the mold Wedding proposals in garbage disposals We're the plague on six legs The scourge in 50 eggs Let us be fruitful Dance and sing The Cockroach Swing
8.	Uncomfy Coffee Break 01:58	lyrics	buy track
Oh, yeah Let's take a break And let the soothing sounds of muzak wash over you Wait Oh, my bad I thought you were leaving Sit your ass down Have a cup of joe Put your feet up and rub your toes Intermission is our mission To take a break as we interrupt then seduce Introduce you to intercourse Did that last line make you feel uncomfortable? Well, don't worry about it You should also pay no mind to this funny smelling handkerchief What's that? You don't like getting comfy? Well that's too damn bad You better relax or else Here, let me rub your shoulders for you You're going to enjoy it whether you like it or not Don't squirm We're all having a good time here Well, at least I am anyway Sit your ass down Have a cup of joe Put your feet up and rub your toes Intermission is our mission To take a break as we interrupt then seduce Introduce you to intercourse
9.	Zoot Suit Wolf Pack 02:57	lyrics	buy track
Goddamn dirty mongrels Wrapped in suits and ties Slicking back my balding fur with fleas, dumpster grease, and lies Dress up a wolf pack Who can't seem to keep track Of all the babes that wonder in the woods Starving for skin and bones Fat me up like Al Capone Pricks of Pompeii lead the way To where they moan We'll bark and howl for our bitches in heat as we should Need to sink our teeth into some meat (Oh, yeah yeah) We won't sit until you give a treat Or else we constantly beg And piss on your leg Drink what's left of your keg Shot down in the back Smoke light by the pack Canine city rats Zoot suit wolf pack Can't put us down Runaways from the pound Junk is our jewels Gristle's our gruel Give us a bone Don't be cruel Ladies, dog water on tap Lap dogs licking what's in your lap Itching open sores Scratching at back doors Humping and jumping right on your thigh Spoiled spunk rags Another form of dog tags We'll rub your nose right in it if you've been bad Studded collars Canine neck ties Need to sink our teeth into some meat (Oh, yeah yeah) We won't sit until you give a treat Or else we constantly beg And piss on your leg Drink what's left of your keg Shot down in the back Smoke light by the pack Canine city rats Zoot suit wolf pack Can't put us down Runaways from the pound Junk is our jewels Gristle's our gruel Give us a bone Don't be cruel
10.	Flea Circus 01:41		buy track
11.	Juh Jee Juh Boo Boo 02:07	lyrics	buy track
I'm not human, I'm a person in theory A light bulb in place of the sun My lungs are paper bags My eye lids sway and sag A scattin' cat got my tongue Oh Juh jee juh boo boo Juh jee juh boo boo galoo Oh Juh jee juh boo boo Juh jee juh boo boo galoo Holding back sneak attacks Lacing childrens' snacks with spit and plaque Comeback Kid back never did come back Sweet God True fraud Bitter devils Blunt facades Cracker Jack Daniels dressed in black Gibberish Twisted tongues and tight lips Jesus fish Swimming out from your hips Oh Juh jee juh boo boo Juh jee juh boo boo galoo Oh Juh jee juh boo boo Juh jee juh boo boo galoo
12.	Boozy Woozy 02:54	lyrics	buy track
Boozy woozy drowning in jacuzzis Leisurely depression Waning obsessions Loosy goosy girls with names like Suzy Slippery transgressions Slip and slide Oh, me Oh, my You down to get high? Up to rock bottom Blazing in autumn Hell in ghost town You up to stay down? Sink into the sky Squinting your third eye Slurp up the sludge Boozy woozy drowning in jacuzzis Reasonably cuckoo Picky choosy This one is a doozy Too broke for a breakthrough Break a leg like bamboo Penises of Pompeii Please lead me the way To the nearest brothel, okay? Yes, sir Vulvas of Virginia Never been in ya Will you open up, let me stay? Oh, me Oh, my You down to get high? Up to rock bottom Blazing in autumn Hell in ghost town You up to stay down? Sink into the sky Squinting your third eye Slurp up the sludge Boozy woozy drowning in jacuzzis Dread in my state of zen Angst in my amen Juicy floozie got a little toothy Hoards of hollow men Groan in this opium den
13.	Winter Heat 02:21	lyrics	buy track
Swimming down a toilet chasing discarded food And seeds of your unborn kids Try to plant them but they never seem to grow up Twigs with no leaves Scrape along the street Drag my face across the curb Turn my head into a stub Let the giants use my neck as a tooth pick Splinter their gums and make them sick Jump into clouds Swim across crowds in this hellscape Trying to escape Limbless bodies rolling down the street Dead meat Moist seats Roll through my mind in this winter heat Crawl my way into a frog's throat Until he bellies up into a croak Take my finger nail I've sharpened for a month or two, tops Poke my through until he pops Rowing through a tuft of hair infested with lice It's not as bad as it sounds Frolicking withstanding what's left of my feet Tip toe No toes I've lost my marbles Oh, there they are I'll explain everything but in the mean time Let the giants use my neck as a tooth pick Splinter their gums and make them sick (sick, sick, sick) Jump into clouds Swim across crowds in this hellscape Trying to escape Limbless bodies rolling down the street Dead meat Moist seats Roll through my mind in this winter heat
14.	Sinning Is Living 02:14	lyrics	buy track
I got a hole only a drum could fill I'm swine drunk on the power of swill Seeking the warm embrace from a bear trap Hold me tight until my neck snaps I'm not an addict I'm just committed I've done no wrong, at least none I've admitted I'm not the kind of man who cares to flirt I'd rather slip my greasy hand up that strap you call a skirt My sins are sacred You say sinning, I say living You say sinning, I say living Only feeble fools are that damn forgiving You say sinning, I say living You say sinning, I say living The end of the world is only the beginning That's not a cross, that's Christ on a stick A sight so putrid, it makes Jesus sick My conception was far from immaculate I'm a sad sack of wasted ejaculate My best compliments come from the back of my hand And your face looks best buried in the sand They say I'm gonna drink myself into a hearse I say nothing can ever quench this bloody Irish thirst My sins are sacred You say sinning, I say living You say sinning, I say living Only feeble fools are that damn forgiving You say sinning, I say living You say sinning, I say living The end of the world is only the beginning All I see are Pill poppers and nervous blinkers with Pimple poppers and underage drinkers Skunky skanks and weary whores with Eager virgins who wear no drawers Resentful parents corrupt their youth Lawyers with conflicting definitions of the truth Pestilence purveys over the greenest landscapes Welcome the wrath of God with nowhere to escape So don't judge me To relish in the plague Don't judge me To dwell in its glory Don't judge me For the worst that I've done You're not holy, you just don't have fun
15.	Blind In The Light 03:10	lyrics	buy track
Jesus sold my soul for some water and bread Now he's drunk every Sunday night The Devil sowed my soul with a needle and thread Then he gave me back to the light Callous saints scold kind sinners Lucky losers beat sore winners Clueless masters teach wise beginners We're all blind in the light Mama let me sank into the depths of despair She said, “Boy, you'll never be a man” Papa passed a pint and tousled my hair And said, “This will keep your head in the sand” Lovers in the midst of the plots that turn and twist Children get quiet when they see a closed fist Sad stories stained on their wrists We're all blind in the light Preacher from the penthouse Sinning from revivals Covet they religion and all of they idols Looking everywhere for my goddamn bible But I'm blind in the light I just can't stand the light

about

A fake revue musical soundtrack about a hedonistic, purposeless city that God forgot. Each song is a glimpse at the various lives swallowed by Junk City.

Musically speaking, I was trying to go for a generally sleazy blend of punk(ish) rock, swing, kitschy jazz with a vaguely pop-like sensibility (scum pop, if you will).

Hear the free songs that didn't make the cut here:
loukelly.bandcamp.com/album/junk-city-rejects

credits

released October 13, 2019

MUSIC

Music and lyrics by, well, you know who.

The instrumentals for tracks 1, 2, and 6 were originally written in 2015-2016. Everything else was written/produced in 2019.
The instrumental for the title track first appeared on my 2015 album 'Hooligans'.
loukelly.bandcamp.com/album/hooligans

TRACK 9 & 12 - Lyrics in both songs make reference to the various penises carved in Pompeii, Rome as a guide for men of varying languages; leading them to the nearby brothels. If you're a history snob, you may tell me that's a misconception and that those carvings do not mean such a thing. However, in the magical, made up world of Junk City that combines, appropriates, and bastardizes all cultures, THEY DO.

ALBUM ARTWORK AND MUSIC VIDEOS

The cover art is a hodge-podge of things.

The building and sign were ripped from the music video 'Junk City' (animation by unfathomable Nekrotherium - nekrotherium.com)

Get your mind blown by the animated music video for 'Junk City' here:
youtu.be/ikX3E4_mM9Y

After you pick up the blown up bits and superglue your mind back together, get it blown again by Nekrotherium's animated music video for 'Juh Jee Juh Boo Boo':
youtu.be/9C28Dg4eQT0

Anyway, back to the album cover.

Some faces on the cover include:
Acas
Snaps For Sinners
Keenan Smith
Isaac Stolzer-Gary
@RielGreen
Christian Segerstrom
Nekrotherium

Everyone else on the cover are either public domain images or people who prefer not to be named.

"But Lou, I'M on the album cover and I WANT my name in the credits!"

Fine - just send me a message and don't publicly shame me. Geez.

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