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Alien Nation

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No Comment Powerful, fun, and irreverent. Everything I could've wanted & more Favorite track: Bang This.
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Kevin Henke This album already has me scaring the chinos out of Starbucks customers. Reminds me of the future, and is it just me, or does the break for Bang This sound like something off of the Einhänder OST? Favorite track: Come Original Nuttah.
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michael rebok A sick, high-energy stomper from end to end! Brutal, fresh and danceable! Favorite track: Toxic.
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maxbranigan Flavors of Atari Teenage Riot, Super Monkeyball ost, eurodance that’s gone gritty or nu metal that’s gone clean. An avalanche of sonic and lyrical shibboleths that point to where you might come from, not to where they are taking you (dance floor? Space? The pit?)
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1.
I Wanna Rock 02:05
[Verse 1: Zach] I wanna rock right now Name is Z, I came to get down It's time to feel the vibe And come alive All the party people raise your hands up high Take the music and use it, feel the groove and never lose it How you wanna freak well that's up to you to choose it I wanna fuckin‘ rock R.O.C.K. [Verse 2: Symphony] I rap about rage cause I'm full of it I like to kiss babes and they love it You got a cute butt Can I touch it? I wanna rock real hard like a rocket I wanna rock real soon Moon of a moon that's called a moon-moon Beat so hard I got a boo-boo Funky and brown Call me doo-doo Rockin' like crystals Load my love into pistols At your party, in your car Bass booming like missiles Here come the hot steppers Space party protectors Rock I wanna Do the fanta But I like faygo better I wanna rock
2.
Bang This 02:18
You ain't no punk, you punk 808 put the groove in your butt Turn down for what? I'm the queen of scum, bitch We only do spooky stuff I'm like boo Holler, if you wanna be mine Sike, no touch It's hammer time Groove's a plenty Addam's Family Spikey jacket, brain is empty Not dat, dis shit's d-beat I'm the rage and the rhythm in the street You proud as fuck like you own the city Shake that ass for me Click clack boom that's a blow to your ego Boom like ghetto techno Percolator Born a hater Saving all my love for later Bang When I bang, when I bang Cause I'm bangin' and bangin' and bang When I bang, when I bang Cause I'm bangin' and bangin' and bang So loud and also wrong Neurodivergent strong Too drunk to fuck Call yourself rebel cuck Boy, your ass is dumb You're a lame and you're also racist Me, I'm on that gay shit Eating coochies, passing dutchies Killing babies, stealing movies Step back and let me bang I came to bring the pain No method and I got no rhyme or reason Maybe it's the purple rain Let the bodies hit the floor Tasted blood and I want more Life's a freaknik I'm a freak bitch We don't say shit We just see shit BANG
3.
[Verse 1 Intro Symphony & Zach] Yo, Zed, what up? Yo, S, what's happening? I see you got the funk And you wield like a weapon Yeah, I keep it funky And I'm bout to kick it slamafied Are they even ready for a funk that buddhafied? Make your cranium look like geranium Lift 'em on up like we are helium We know what's funky We're just that lucky We could keep it peaceful but we'd rather fuck you, b [Verse 1: Symphony] Y'all let the boys be boys So I slammed Buddhafied, booty wide Known to go HAM No respect, cause I'm not a man Riot Grrrl Funkenstein That is my jam I wanna see you get wicked Shake 'til your soma pop Let the funk hit your face Slamafy the trauma out I'm not a doctor More like a chickenhead Bass got the pulse back pumping in the living dead [Chorus: Symphony & Zach] FUNK Slamafied buddhafied FUNK FUNK Slamafied buddhafied FUNK FUNK Slamafied buddhafied FUNK FUNK We keep it funky, we know what's up It's the FUNK Slamafied buddhafied FUNK FUNK Slamafied buddhafied FUNK FUNK Slamafied buddhafied FUNK FUNK [Verse 2 Intro Symphony & Zach] Hey yo, Symphony is that you? Z, whatcha tryin’ do? Free some asses, bust some minds out of jail Inhale the break beats from hell It's time break some shit And this time we're burning the shits With a thousand pounds of accelerant Cause all our friends are terrorists [Verse 2: Zach] Ghösh creeping up through the floorboards With a sound you never heard before Time warping reality. Sample and hold, taking bong hits of cave mold. Bustin’ out of the rust belt, 808s and lasers watching Jimi’s face melt Got more balls than a red neck’s truck nuts Buddhafied funk don’t give a fuck [Chorus: Symphony & Zach] FUNK Slamafied buddhafied FUNK FUNK Slamafied buddhafied FUNK FUNK Slamafied buddhafied FUNK FUNK We keep it funky, we know what's up It's the FUNK Slamafied buddhafied FUNK FUNK Slamafied buddhafied FUNK FUNK Slamafied buddhafied FUNK FUNK
4.
Where's the Ghösh shit? The angry rave hits The spooky motherfuckers High stakes--a whiz wit The killer clowns who boogie down and break stuff We on the lam, and we stay rough Hacking at eyelids, it comes honest Cause there's no hiding From our violence We got the power We got the bass Come original or we are coming for your face Or we coming for your face Or we coming for your face Or we coming for your face Or we coming for your face Take me to your leader You can't fight the seether If you coming full range You won't have to fear the reaper Act like you know All poppers no blow I'm doing the most Got my hatchet I'm snatching your wigs And fucking the pigs That's my kind of action I'd say that's my brand, man I am who I am A blast in a trash can A message from Satan To kill Uncle Sam That's my kind of action We like to get rowdy and we like to party Don't think move your body Don't think move your body Where's the Ghösh shit? Here's the Ghösh shit Karate chop a penis inside the mosh pit You can't take us We're soul shakers We the ravers, escaped the circus You know the only black witch at the freakshow I see no evil, I speak it: bilingual We got the power Space is the place Come original or we are coming for your face Come original or we are coming for your face Come original or we a' That's my kind of action I'd say that's my brand, man I am who I am A blast in a trash can A message from Satan To kill Uncle Sam That's my kind of action We like to get rowdy and we like to party Don't think move your body Don't think move your body That's my kind of action I'd say that's my brand, man I am who I am A blast in a trash can A message from Satan To kill Uncle Sam That's my kind of action We like to get rowdy and we like to party Don't think move your body Don't think move your body
5.
Toxic 02:32
I can't speak No one can hear me Lost in space You made me empty In my body you're too heavy If you leave me, I'll go crazy Ingest you You are so filthy Tear me up And now, I'm crusty I'll let go, when I'm ready But if you leave me, you'll forget me You're my favorite kind of mischief You're my favorite kind of pain Take me over; you're the virus You're the virus that I crave Come to you when I am nothing Make me less than what I was I want you when I am dying I'm infected you're the worst You're my favorite kind of mischief You're my favorite kind of pain Take me over; you're the virus You're the virus that I crave Come to you when I am nothing Make me less than what I was I want you when I am dying I'm infected you're the worst You're my favorite kind of garbage You're my favorite kind of mud Make my fantasies a nightmare You take but never take enough Come to you because I'm stupid And I wish that I could quit There's no sane or sober reason I'm in love with your toxic And I wish that I could quit you If I'm smart I'd walk away Accept the peace I find without you But the danger keeps me sane You're so gross, you live to kill me A familiar piece of shit Without you, my life's a cleansing But I wish I could stay sick, sick, sick, sick You're my favorite kind of mischief You're my favorite kind of pain Take me over; you're the virus You're the virus that I crave Come to you when I am nothing Make me less than what I was I want you when I am dying I'm infected you're the worst You're my favorite kind of garbage You're my favorite kind of mud Make my fantasies a nightmare You take but never take enough Come to you because I'm stupid And I wish that I could quit There's no sane or sober reason I'm in love with your toxic

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Get Better Records 2021

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released October 1, 2021

Ghösh is
Symphony - Vox
Zach - Beats/Hypeman/Geetars
Kevin - Mix Master/Lasers

All tracks written, performed, engineered, and mixed by Ghösh in Zach’s Attic, Studio North, The Hottie House Basement, and The Track Saw 2020-2021
Bass on ‘Toxic’ by Bear
Drums on ‘Toxic’ by Anne Dole
Drum Tracks on ‘Toxic’ engineered by Evan Bernard at Big Mamas Recordings
Mastered By Ryan Schwabe
Artwork by Jenna Robb and Jason Killinger
Photos By Shang

Thanks to: Christina, Travis, Meredith, Snowflake, Sam Rudich, Get Better Records, The Hottie House, Shang, and Jenna + Jason.

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Ghösh Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Ghösh (pronounced, gowsh) is a nü jungle, digital hardcore, US grime band from Philadelphia formed in 2018.

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