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Words and Music © 2002 by John Tabacco
Published by It Iz What It Iz Music (SESAC)

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SONG REGARDING MR. DAMMIT

You son of a bitch bastard
How I hate you’re stupid game
You put us on this planet with every kind of pain
No answers when we need them
We’ve been forced to reconcile
The meaninglessness of who we are since we were a child

Nice racket that you have here
Well look at ya goddamn self
Is it us that you control
Or does that rest with someone else?
Nice racket that you have here:
A big old parking space
You swirl us in your nothingness
And tease the human race

You son of a bitch bastard
How I hate your pointless rules
You have us choosing left with right perpetuating fools
And we keep on making doody
from the doody we consume
Confused and in denial
Locked inside your tomb
But when we go to sleep I wonder...
Is it your life we still resume?
Hummm?
Ahhhh, you son of a bitch bastard!

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from Rubber Solstice (It Wuz & Still Iz Late Octobra Volume 2), released August 9, 2014
JT : Vocals, Drums, Keys
Recorded and Mixed at Sonic Underground Studios, Stony Brook, NY

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John Tabacco Stony Brook, New York

John Tabacco is a composer, singer-songwriter, producer, recording engineer, and visual artist.

Like an unfolding musical diary / puzzle, Tabacco’s music and art are constantly being re-worked, juxtaposed and intertwined.

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