Retarded Carnival

by Brother Toaster

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This is an album that speaks to the carnival of retardation that lives within all of us. #onelove

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released April 1, 2016

Recorded by Brother Toaster in a bedroom in Waltham, 2015-2016.

Mastered by Ryan Hiscock in a bedroom in Allston, 2016.

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Pseudo-psychedelic guitar pop with a heavy dose of self-hatred and historical inaccuracy.

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Track Name: Retarded Carnival
I don't know but I've been told
If you keep on living you're just gonna get old
I don't know but I can guess
That this life is gonna be just like the next
I don't know but I could say
My ideas just keep slippin' away
I can't stand, so watch me fall
Backwards, down-hill, into a great big carnival
Track Name: My Front Step
Rain's falling down on my front step
And that's usually where I go to sit
Usually where I got to sit and think
About how I'm a fucking piece of shit

Ah you know I love ya
Always thinkin' of ya
And if you ever wanna come back home
I'd be there to meet ya
I'd be there to greet ya
And I'll always be there
When you call

Rain's drying up on my front step
So I think I'll go and take a sit
Think I'll go and take a sit and think
About how my life is a pile of shit

Ah you know I love ya
Always thinkin' of ya
And if you ever wanna come back home
I'd be there meet ya
I'd be there to greet ya
And I'll always be there
when you call
Since you gone and left me
My life is pretty messy
And I'm not sure if I can carry on
So if you really love me
And you're thinkin' of me
Don't you know I'm beggin' you to come on home?
Track Name: Flatland
Don't wanna live like a tin man
So I drove really fast and
I got outta town
You wouldn't call me
But I saw you on TV
So I know you're around

Am I living in Flatland?
With all these dimensions I don't understand?
Cause if I'm living in Flatland
There's no turning back, man
No mercy is planned
Track Name: Sacagawea
Sacagawea was at the casino
So Lewis and Clark took a taxi to Reno
Sacagawea, Sacagawea
The Nina, the Pinta and the Santa Maria

Sacagawea and her friend Juanita
Invented machines that created Doritos
Julius Cesar and Mother Teresa
Went into town to get a Taco Bell pizza

Sacagawea was at the casino
Lewis and Clark stole a sack of my weed, bro
Sacagawea, Sacagawea
Lewis and Clark stole a sack of my weed, bro
Track Name: I've Been Wondering
I've been wondering who you're sleeping with
Wondering what he looks like
And I've been contemplating every night and day
How I'm gonna take his life

I've been wondering what you're doing
Right now while I'm singing this song
And I just can't stop thinking about all
The ways I'm gonna write these wrongs
Track Name: Part of My Brain is Gone
Oh, if you go, you should know
I don't want this
But I can't seem to find a way
To avoid this

I feel so dry, and high as the ceiling
But I can't seem to produce any feelings
That part of my brain that feels all the pain
And tells me to do the right thing
That part of my brain that begs you to stay
Begs you to come home again

That part of my brain is gone
That part of my brain is gone
Ooh yeah
Track Name: Wood Chipper
I once loved you
You must believe this is true
But lately I've been having trouble
With all of the shit you've put me through

You make me feel
You make me feel
You make me feel

Like a paraplegic falling down the stairs
Paraplegic falling down the stairs
Paraplegic falling down the stairs
And into a wood chipper

Like a dog that's trapped inside of a hot car
Like a midget that's trying to get served at the bar
Like the plane you wished on you thought was a star

You make me feel
(You make me feel)
Paraplegic falling down the stairs
Into a wood chipper
Into a wood chipper
Into a wood chipper
Track Name: Feel Like I'm Dyin'
If you see me crying
Baby, just look away
There's no use in trying
I've got nothing to say

I feel like I'm dyin'
And I wish I was dead
Can I borrow your pistol, baby?
To blow off my head

If you see me lying
With my head on the tracks
Run and tell the conductor, baby
Not to hold back

I feel like I'm dyin'
And I wish I was dead
Can I borrow your pistol, baby?
To blow off my head
Or crash my brand new car
Straight into a tree
If you don't believe me
Just wait and see