JUMBOTRON EP

by JUMBOTRON

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1.
Cash and gold and blow and blow my brains and Do not compete for forty years man S.E.C. for free for you and me and Rage and tie and never die Sell in may and go away and I will cut your hair so I can eat and Snort my soul through hundred dollar bills man Ticker says it goes ok [chorus] What’s for lunch? Uncle Charley I ate what you killed, my son Sold in may and I went away Ticker tape’s no ticker parade Traded years of boredom to have this made But what else to do? Audi for my trophy wife Ex wife new life all on me, man The kids are all at Harvard - Networking to Become monsters [Chorus]
2.
Don Draper 04:58
Tread, ever so lightly and we tread Tiptoe past my parent’s bed Make a little noise in the kitchen Not trying to wake up the sleeping All I wanna do is keep creeping Please don’t acknowledge me Seriously I don’t want them to do me like my man Yeezy What happens when white people focus on you? Nothing good and that’s for sure Laser precision hair removal Bouts of malaise Over milking Praise for raising savages out of the jungle, dances with wolves So noble Oscar hopefuls Global agenda, that’s old news Subjective views, conspiracy fear It’s the way they wanna take out my man Ye But I can’t say, because I don’t know What they did to you What I’ve been through Confusion is the intent from both sides Secrets and lies Make you look into the eyes of Obama Osama Coffee with Gaddafi Drinking a chocolate cortado in Bushwick Checkin’ out the progress Removal Every word has a double meaning I’m leaning both directions at once The dunce cap is always placed on the head of my man by someone else before now only jesters could hope to get the good scraps Bust hood raps Never look back Unless you wanna be frozen like a pillar of salt Hemingway Bukowski My man Yeezy Shut up you dumb fucking suck up and go buttfuck a dump truck for good luck And leave my man alone Let my man live and give Leave my man alone and let him give He only wants to love He only wants what you want Get over yourself, yeah I said it. Take a note from my man and throw your pimp hat in the ring Get some naughty bitches to sing For a diamond ring Shake hands with the devil He could be your best friend I could be your best friend Don Draper, the blond raper Calm down let it wash over you It’s all over you You will never be clean, so let it be Kids eat free Sin was created by man, there’s no such thing I love you To whom it may concern
3.
Simmer down, you’ll wreck yourself, believe it now Simmer down, you wrecked yourself, I’m leaving now I saw you at the potluck, you were eating it up One fist full of crackers, your face in the fudge Hold tight to your tall boy, you left trails of crumbs Hit on the mistress, with glaze in your eyes And your animal instincts, ‘Cause you are so real You’re the only one living, so noble and so true Tomorrow will bring pain and the smell of your stew will fill up the foyer of some lucky someone You’ll show them the way. Educating the ignorant Gifting your habits Making sure your smell lingers
4.
Got to think that the man wants to sleep right But I imagine him sweating through his clothes I Imagine he wants what we all do Little lady, don’t look at him now He’ll throw you down a flight of stairs And rationalize the disguise necessary Got to learn your lessons well Attorney general go to hell Daddy pays the bookies and the bail Daddy’s expectations in your head Saw you with a handshake out Saw your hundred million You’re out of your depth son You’re out of your mind You’re out of your depth son You’re out of your mind Got to learn your lessons well Attorney general go to hell Got to learn your lessons well Attorney general go to hell
5.
You can make it how I want it how I want it, put my stink on it It’s my shit and I like to keep it Shelves full of drawers full of cabinets full of old dreams Ravenous for these old things Souvenirs of my old teams Evidence of my existence, salad days Heavy on the whiskey vinaigrette I’m not finished yet unless you mean living, yes I’m finished with that, but leave the plate that I ate from So I can lick it clean, nostalgia, Gimmie memories of meals past times had Mental post-apocalypse is where I take dinners at And winners never congregate at my house They can’t look me in the face when they’ve taken my justified earnings I’m turning in my fucking grave over here See the fear sick, so thick You can cut it but it can’t be dissipated My fog machine is steady spinning Unconscious, no conscious Unconscionable for a modest man Unconscionable for a modest man Unconscious Life gave us lemons and we burnt down our lemonade stand I know the devil’s in the meds, don’t mean that I understand I got something to say, but there’s nothing I will Spurious lines played in time as it makes up your shrill Yeah, I’m bored as hell, but I’m safe and sound On a train, at a desk, and there’s nothing profound Unconscious No conscious Stimulate the past please, no more new things Make it like they used to focus on my mood swings Stimulate the past please, no more new things Make it like they used to tailored to my mood swings Why do you have to be such an asshole? Take your meds and be such an asshole

about

Order the CD now and it ships immediately! Get the album shipped to your doorstep now before the official release date of March 10th.

New band alert. JUMBOTRON is a new band. A special new band that started just the other day. Consider yourself alerted. They’re pretty wacky. As in, the EP opens with this loud math-rock punk thing but then the 2nd song is a kind of art-rap song that’s all 808’s and gospel background singers and does some Dark Twisted Fantasy type of stuff. It just gets more diverse from there... But, Ben couldn’t help himself, he’s an eccentric music obsessive who has wasted countless hours at his day job making playlists that have as much Glenn Gould and Philip Glass as they do Napalm Death and Rae Sremmurd.

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released March 3, 2017

Ben Lebovitz is to JUMBOTRON as RZA is to Wu Tang. He produces everything and writes most of the music, sings, plays guitar and bass. Many many years ago he was a partner in Ace Fu Records during their Pinback/Man Man/Sucka MCs hey day.

Regina Shvartsman graduated from the Lucy Moses School of music. In this band she plays keyboard parts that are way simpler than the Liszt and Schumann that she usually plays. She also sometimes yells Yoko-style in the background. FWIW she’s also Ben’s wife.

Zachary Eli Lint is Coolzey. He sings and raps, plays some instruments and writes periodically on the EP.

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Public School Records Fairfield, Iowa

Independent record label. Hip-hop, pop punk, alt rock, and indie pop from artists like Coolzey, Lipstick Homicide, Bru Lei, and Belly Belt. Jason lives in Iowa. Zach lives in Los Angeles.

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