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Unicorn Bones

by BELLHEAD

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Dirty Freq
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Dirty Freq I love Unicorn Bones & can't wait to see what comes next. Bellhead makes me feel like I'm going to the vampire bar in True Blood.
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AH_Man The raw emotional facing of fears & the sprightful sublimation through creation....
Darius McCaskey
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Darius McCaskey After the Fire Control single, I had high expectations for BELLHEAD's debut EP - and I was not disappointed! Unicorn Bones captures the unique blend of dual bass, driving beats, and male/female vocal pairing that is BELLHEAD's signature sound. Great music and I can't wait for more! Favorite track: Snuff Film 1974.
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1.
My lips are tightly sown together Eyes are wide as seas are green Hands are tied behind the chair I can't believe in what i'm seeing I can not watch this I-I I can't stop asking why-why I can not watch this I-I I can't stop asking why-why Snuff Film 1974 A little girl murdered by a vicious horror Leather clad man all covered in gore Please don't make me, I don't want to see this anymore My heart beats for this helpless child The murderous perpetrators grotesquely vile The devilish grin bring a tear to my eye It's making me cry, I keep asking why I can not watch this I-I I can't stop asking why-why I can not watch this I-I I can't stop asking why-why Snuff Film 1974 A little girl murdered by a vicious horror Leather clad man all covered in gore Please don't make me, I don't want to see this anymore My mind is tearing I can't stop swearing I'm sweating through the cloths that I'm wearing the film I watch can not be real Please don't do it to me! Help me! Ahh! I can not watch this I-I I can't stop asking why-why I can not watch this I-I I can't stop asking why-why Snuff Film 1974 A little girl murdered by a vicious horror Leather clad man all covered in gore Please don't make me, I don't want to see this anymore
2.
Once was a Widow Maker / Fell in love with an Undertaker Tho the love was unrequited / One day to be ignited Bore a bomb of its own creation / Tuning back to original station Put down by what they say / She disappeared on a wedding day Reverse cry, paint on a smile I haven't been waiting I've been working for a while Dead air, pretend to care Put back the tumor tell the sleeping dog beware Bring me the Necromancer, the Alchemist, the Topless Dancer With the Bones of a Unicorn you'll never be alone Bring me the Baba Yaga, the Sorceress, the Ghost Armada Bring me the Bones of a Unicorn and you'll never be alone On deaf emotions hands resist me She feels the spirit yet the spirit doesn't move me Like good intentions with broken glass She turned from pale to blue as death came so fast Bring me the Necromancer, the Alchemist, the Topless Dancer With the Bones of a Unicorn you'll never be alone Bring me the Baba Yaga, the Sorceress, the Ghost Armada Bring me the Bones of a Unicorn and you'll never be alone My mother said you shouldn't play with guns but she never warned I could have such fun Here lies the Undertaker / Interred with the Widow Maker In life a house divided / In death reunited Hear today, birthed tomorrow A lovely death from a life of such sorrow Time counts, so does the tell Life is an emotion and death is as well Bring me the Necromancer, the Alchemist, the Topless Dancer Bring me the Bones of a Unicorn and you'll never be alone Bring me the Necromancer, the Alchemist, the Topless Dancer With the Bones of a Unicorn you'll never be alone Bring me the Baba Yaga, the Sorceress, the Ghost Armada Bring me the Bones of a Unicorn and you'll never be alone
3.
When I hear wedding bells I get up and run To tall to be a Jockey, I just drink like one Who’s gonna care when I’m said and done I’ve never seen fireworks in the falling snow The longer that I live, the less I know I’m sick of getting older, gunna take the money and go I’m running out of chances to take my time Who says love is a victimless crime I’d give it all away, for a shot, just to make you mine Built to be a scrapper, no intention to last Intent on dying and doing it fast Keep moving on with the thrill of an atomic blast I’ve never seen fireworks in the falling snow The longer that I live, the less I know I’m running out of chances to take my time Who says love is a victimless crime I’d give it all away, for a shot, just to make you mine Just give me one more try, to get back to you You know I could, cause I believe in you Just give me one more try, "ONE MORE TRY" Just give me one more chance, "ONE MORE CHANCE" And well get it through, cause it's me and you and I believe in you Just give me one more day "ONE MORE DAY" Just give me one more dream "ONE MORE DREAM it means everything "IT MEANS EVERYTHING" to me Now I'm Running After the Sun Running After the Sun no matter what I do I'm coming back for you Running After the Sun We'll burn a hole through the night racing for daylight Running After the Sun Burn hole through the night racing for daylight Running After the Sun Running After the Sun Running After the Sun Always Always Always Always
4.
Knife 03:41
You look so pretty, under the dead lights You won’t be so pretty, when you feel my knife Down in the basement I got toys galore We’re gonna have a party, get down on the floor You look so pretty under the dead lights You won’t be so pretty when you feel my knife You look so pretty under the dead lights You won’t be so pretty when you feel my knife You look so pretty, under the dead lights You’ll be so pretty, when you're under the knife Down in the basement I got checkers and chess You’ll look so pretty when you feel my knife knife-knife-knife You look so pretty under the dead lights You won’t be so pretty when you feel my knife You look so pretty under the dead lights You won’t be so pretty when you feel my knife Beware the Light Beware the Light Beware the Light Beware the Light Beware the Light Beware the Light Beware the Knife You look so pretty under the dead lights You won’t be so pretty when you feel my knife You look so pretty under the dead lights You won’t be so pretty when you feel my knife
5.
Sidewinder 03:24
In an open grave I lay me down to sleep Such a heavy head From counting dirty sheep Your mother knows your name It's slashed across her wrist You really get around With all those boys you kiss With all those boys you kiss With all those boys you kiss With all those boys you kiss With all those boys you kiss You got a dirty heart Roped around your neck Dancing in the dark It's what you should expect It's what you should expect when you mess with death When the debt is blood And you must collect Such a pretty snake Such a pretty snake Such a pretty snake Such a pretty snake Such a pretty snake Such a pretty snake Such a pretty snake She's got an open mouth with rows and rows of teeth she takes me in her mouth She swallows me complete She swallows me complete She swallows me complete She swallows me complete She swallows me complete Such a pretty snake Such a pretty snake Such a pretty snake Such a pretty Such a pretty snake Such a pretty snake Such a pretty snake Such a pretty

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released July 20, 2020

BELLHEAD
Karen Righeimer ~ Low Bass / Vocals
Ivan Russia ~ High Bass / Vocals / Drum Programming

All Songs Written, Performed and Produced by BELLHEAD
"Snuff Film 1974" Written by Sheriff Michael Scabs

Management Consulting David Schock

Recorded & Mixed by Neil Strauch
Mastered by Carl Saff
Design by Igloo Vacuum

© 2020 BELLHEAD
℗ Are Those Wedding Bells or Gunshots | ASCAP
Oppressive Sky Records | MADE IN CHICAGO

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Post-punk male-female duo band. Two basses and a drum machine. No Guitar, No BS. MADE IN CHICAGO

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