Performance Enhanced Music

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Performance Enhanced Music

Release Date: 03/26/2013

After over two years on hiatus following their fifth album Blow it Up, JJAHBG returned with their long-awaited sixth full length album. The mad talents of this genre bending pop collective are on full display on Performance Enhanced Music, mashing rock, blues, r&b, house, dance, industrial, and more into 11 unstoppably catchy tracks. Whether it’s the beats and ethereal vocals of Slate, the aggressive guitars and distorted yells of Jesse, the guitar and bass work of The Firegod and Stan, or even the German rap of guest Ornacio Fierce, there is much to love in new album Performance Enhanced Music. It’s an album that catches you the first time, and grows even better on repeated listens.

Tracklist

  1. Cheyenne’s Mailbox Blues

  2. Sometimes I Wear Leather

  3. Mudkat

  4. Sour Patch Kid

  5. White and Furry

  6. Penny Pocket

  7. Pre-Nump

  8. Don’t Go up Those Stairs, My Friend

  9. Jeannie

  10. Sad DJ Blues

  11. Fuzz Fireballs

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Listen to Performance Enhanced Music on Spotify. JJAHBG · Album · 2013 · 11 songs.

 

Lyrics

Cheyenne’s mailbox blues

Chey woke up in the morning

She wanted some mail today

She opened up that mailbox

But there was no mail in the way

No mail

No mail

Ah yeah

Chey cries about it

Chey whines about it

Chey dies without it

That mail, that mail, that mail

That mail, that mail, that mail

Chey came in through the door

She don’t have a thing to say

I took one look at her face

And knew that no mail came today

Ah yeah

Chey cries about it

Chey whines about it

Chey dies without it

That mail, that mail, that mail

That mail, that mail, that mail

All she wanted was a letter

A magazine, a bill would be better

She’d sign up for the mailing list

Too young, the jerks won’t let her

That mail, that mail, that mail

That mail, that mail, that mail

Chey cries about it

Chey whines about it

Chey dies without it

That mail, that mail, that mail

That mail, that mail, that mail

Chey cries about it

Chey whines about it

Chey dies without it

That mail, that mail, that mail

That mail, that mail, that mail

That mail, that mail, that mail

That mail, that mail, that mail

Sometimes I wear leather

Sometimes

Sometimes I wake up from zombies in my dreams

Sometimes

Sometimes they surround me and nowhere to hide

Sometimes I wear leather just to take them down

Sometimes I offer them a facial cleanser

Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes

Sometimes

This time

This time there is no place untouched by zombie hands

This time

This time no one is left alive but me

This time I raid the ever present armory

This time my auto shotgun is the only hero left in Zombie Land

I will survive

I will thrive

I will franchise my likeness and stack that paper

I will survive

Yeah, I will thrive

I will franchise my likeness and stack that paper to the sky

To the sky

Sometimes I outrun them

Because they walk so slowly

Sometimes I outrun them

Because they walk so slowly

I will survive

I will thrive

I will franchise my likeness and stack that paper

I will survive

Yeah, I will thrive

I will franchise my likeness and stack that paper to the sky

To the sky

Mudkat

Cruising down the street in his red ford ranger

Something about the glint in his eye spells danger

Something about the way his shorts hug his ass

Makes them come running, come running fast

Who is that man with the rock video?

With the multiple children and the business he owns?

Who is the man with AAA for his cars?

You know what I’m smelling

They’re all mudhens

You know they all like him

Mudhens

You know he don't like them

Mudhens

What you going to do when you hit the big 5-0 still looking good?

They’re all mudhens

You know they all like him

Mudhens

You know he don't like them

Mudhens

What you going to do when you hit the big 5-0 still looking good?

Hes irresistible to the opposite faction

Something in the way of animal attraction

Something he does to aging females

Who weigh a little more, leaving ass contrails

There’s a little lady who lives in the building

Could use a facial wax, got fur like a quilting

Loves to get her back scratched, loves to get her ass smacked

Gives a little purr when he caresses his guitar neck

She’s a mudkat

You know that she likes him

Mudkat

He really don't like them

Mudkat

What you going to do when you hit the big 5-0 still looking good?

She’s a mudkat

You know that she likes him

Mudkat

He really don't like them

Mudkat

What you going to do when you hit the big 5-0 still looking good?

He calls her lumpy

He says “Girl, you huge”

When he bugs her every afternoon

She may growl, she may hiss

But what she wants is to give a big wet kiss

She’s a mudkat

You know that she likes him

Mudkat

He really don't like them

Mudkat

What you going to do when you hit the big 5-0 still looking good?

She’s a mudkat

You know that she likes him

Mudkat

He really don't like them

Mudkat

What you going to do when you hit the big 5-0 still looking good?

They’re all mudhens

You know they all like him

Mudhens

You know he don't like them

Mudhens

What you going to do when you hit the big 5-0 still looking good?

They’re all mudhens

You know they all like him

Mudhens

You know he don't like them

Mudhens

What you going to do when you hit the big 5-0 still looking good?

They’re all mudhens

You know they all like him

Mudhens

You know he don't like them

Mudhens

What you going to do when you hit the big 5-0 still looking good?

Sour patch kid

Throw a brick through the window of the candy store

Throw another and another to widen the hole

Grab me some chocolate and grab me some blow

Oh, you never seen a junkie like this before

I must have my candy and I must have it now

Been jonesing so bad I’ve lost all my Tao

Whining like a puppy dog, dropping like the Dow

Got a pixie stick in my hand and I'll snort it now

The sugar hits my brain, dilates my eyes

See, just a little and I'm feeling fine

Got a jump to my step, a prance to my walk

I can't think straight and I mumble when I talk

I want to run

I want to fly

Ain't nothing as sweet as a sugar high

I want to run

I want to fly

Ain't nothing so sweet as a sugar high

Yeah

I'm a sour patch kid straight off the streets

Some I confuse because I'm sour then sweet

It all depends on how much sugar I get

You think you know foul, you ain't seen nothing yet

Deny me my sweets and I tear shit up

But just give me a Twix, and that'll shut me up

It quiets me down until the sugar kicks in

Then I'm bouncing off the walls, tearing it up again

I want to run

I want to fly

Ain't nothing as sweet as a sugar high

I want to run

I want to fly

Ain't nothing so sweet as a sugar high

Yeah

The sugar hits my brain, dilates my eyes

See, just a little and I'm feeling fine

Got a jump to my step, a prance to my walk

I can't think straight and I babble when I talk

I want to run

I want to fly

Ain't nothing as sweet as a sugar high

I want to run

I want to fly

Ain't nothing so sweet as a sugar high

Yeah

White and furry

Daylight breaks in my window

Waking me to a little face

Set of paws kneading me on my stomach

Tiny claws shredding lace

Silly cat, let me sleep

Don't you know I've been up all night

Streaming rays burn my eyelids

Feels like I've been in a fight

Oh kitty, kitty, kitty

You bug me so

Oh kitty, kitty, kitty

Don't you know

You're white and furry

Get fur everywhere

I've run out of lint rollers

Time to buy some more

It's like I've been tarred and feathered

White is the color of my visions

Fur in the carpet, fur on the mat

Fur on the floor, and fur on the cat

Fur in the car and sticking to the wall

And when I go out shopping i get fur in the mall

Silly cat, its time for a shave

Because I get fur in my hair when I bathe

Oh kitty, kitty, kitty

You bug me so

Oh kitty, kitty, kitty

Don't you know

You're white and furry

Get fur everywhere

I've run out of lint rollers

Time to buy some more

It's like I've been tarred and feathered

White is the color of my visions

White and furry, white and furry

Everything I see is white and furry

White and furry, white and furry

The shape of my mind is white and furry

Kitty kitty kitty cat

Because I know you like that

Oh kitty, kitty, kitty

You bug me so

Oh kitty, kitty, kitty

Don't you know

You're white and furry

Get fur everywhere

I've run out of lint rollers

Time to buy some more

It's like I've been tarred and feathered

White is the color of my visions

Kitty kitty kitty cat

Because I know you like that

penny pocket

Buzzer goes off

You crawl out of bed

For the daily grind

Tie that tie around your neck

Let it warm you when it gets cold

The soulless creatures that want to have their way

With your dignity

Put a penny in your pocket

Put a penny in your pocket

In exchange for your self-respect

Put a penny in your pocket

Put a penny in your pocket

In exchange for your humanity

I get home

How was your day?

Just what the hell am I supposed to say?

I had a blast working late

Home too tired to play

To go to work another day

Another day

Put a penny in your pocket

Put a penny in your pocket

In exchange for your self-respect

Put a penny in your pocket

Put a penny in your pocket

In exchange for your humanity

But the truth is I'm just a money whore

And I work for the man night and day

Because I'm just a tool, yeah

Yeah

She's got a hole to fill

Yes, that hole in her pocket

And she’ll make a way to be whole

Sell her soul willing

Put a penny in my pocket

Put a penny in my pocket

In exchange for my self-respect

Put a, put a

Put a, put a

Put a, put a

Put a, put a

Put a penny my pocket

Pre-Nump

Oh Zelda

You know that I love you

But there’s just one little thing

You should know

You can't have my money

You can’t have my money

Oh baby, I’m sorry

Oh Zelda

You know that I love you

But there’s just one little thing

That I think you should know

No, no, no

You can't have my money

You can’t have my money

Oh baby, no no

No money for you

None

Oh Zelda

You know that I love you

But there’s just one little thing

That I think you should know

No, no, no

You can't have my money

You can’t have my money

Oh baby

No no no money

I’m sorry

You can have any part of me

You can be one of the family

You can even have your way with me

But no, no, no no

You can't have my money

You can’t have my money

Oh baby

No no no

I’m sorry

Oh Zelda

You know that I love you

But there’s just one little thing

That I think you should know

No, no, no

You can't have my money

No, you can’t have my money

No, no baby (You can’t have my money)

I’m sorry (You can’t have my money)

No, no, no money

Oh Zelda

Don't go up those stairs, my friend

All darkness obscuring my sight

All darkness lit by flashing light

The silence presses on my head

I reach out, caress it to the end

She beckons me to the stairs

Where watchful eyes seek to trap me there

Should I stay or should I go?

Don't go up those stairs, my friend

Unless you've got some cash to spend

Don't go up those stairs, my friend

You don't know where that girl has been

Don't go up those stairs, my friend

They'll hustle you and they’ll leave you dead

Don't go up those stairs, my friend

You'll regret it in the end

The impact of gum in my hair

Leads me to believe she don't really care

800 bucks don't go far any more

Two bottles of whiskey I could get at the store

I try to leave, they stop me there

You can't take that whiskey out into fresh air

Should I stay or should I go?

Don't go up those stairs, my friend

Unless you've got some cash to spend

Don't go up those stairs, my friend

You don't know where that girl has been

Don't go up those stairs, my friend

They'll hustle you and they’ll leave you dead

Don't go up those stairs, my friend

You'll regret it in the end

She beckons me to the stairs

Where watchful eyes seek to trap me there

Should I stay or should I go?

Don't go up those stairs, my friend

Unless you've got some cash to spend

Don't go up those stairs, my friend

You don't know where that girl has been

Don't go up those stairs, my friend

They'll hustle you and they’ll leave you dead

Don't go up those stairs, my friend

You'll regret it in the end

Jeannie

Shes a bad mamma-jamma

Uncompromising manner

She is Jeannie (She is Jeannie)

Eyes hit like a hammer

Immune to the flatter

She is Jeannie (She is Jeannie)

She’s a rusty machete stuck into the earth

She was a precocious little baby stillborn at birth

She'll be the death of every man on this earth

She is Jeannie (She is Jeannie)

Feel the hidden stare on the back of your head

Sense the hidden meaning to the words that have been said

Why do I get the feeling I'm another notch on her belt?

Call it intuition

Well it’s just what I have felt

Oh Jeannie

Your love is like a freight train

Oh Jeannie

Your looks are quite the brain drain

I know that you and me

We could be so happy

I'd love to be the one for you but I'm married to the sea

Surprise does not come easy to this calculating girl

But surprise her I did with my dishonest words

Not that shes not cute

I'll tell it like it is

She works right in my office and I don't need this shit

Oh Jeannie

Your love is like a freight train

Oh Jeannie

Your looks are quite the brain drain

I know that you and me

We could be so happy

I'd love to be the one for you but I'm married to the sea

Oh Jeannie

Your love is like a freight train

Oh Jeannie

Your looks are quite the brain drain

Oh Jeannie

Your love is like a freight train

Oh Jeannie

Your looks are quite the brain drain

Oh Jeannie

Your love is like a freight train

Oh Jeannie

Your looks are quite the brain drain

Oh Jeannie

Your love is like a freight train

Oh Jeannie

Your looks are quite the brain drain

I know that you and me

We could be so happy

I'd love to be the one for you but I'm married to the sea

Oh Jeannie

Your love is like a freight train

Oh Jeannie

Your looks are quite the brain drain

I know that you and me

We could be so happy

I'd love to be the one for you but I'm married to the sea

Sad dJ blues

There is a sad sad DJ

Without her gear she can't groove

No

No way to beat her own drum

She’s a sad Slate


Music by JJAHBG