Sandwich, Ducks and Dishwasher: The Chronicles of Supertaste Physical Copy
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
Jewel case, no film. 24 pages cd book with lyrics and artworks.
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lyrics
I don’t know where I’m going
But I know I’ve to run
The great Ding Sinned Pin
Is on my heels
I’m putting on my skis
To set off down the slope of spinach...
Nothing will never be as it was
Before this sandwich
The police (is) coming
“Come out and surrender”
Breaking the glass
I jump on the grass
(lalala...)
I don’t know where I’m going
But I know I’ve to run
With flat battery
They’ll never catch me
The police (is) coming
“Come here and surrender”
Wild beetroot appeared!
And the ground says “Hello!”
NoOoOoOoOoOo!!!!!
I’m locked up...
I hereby declare this session opened!
Oro, the little gnome,
The Monday 37/14/3022
You took your break to eat
And you’ve never come again
Deliberately deserting your
job of portal keeper
- I’m Double-Tom
What has it said? (WHAT!!!??)
Trail to trial to try Hell!
I’d like to assert my right to the 44th amendment:
“Every-being has the right of sandwich whenever it pleases”
- I’m Hi-Hat
Nice top hat!
Trail to trial to try Hell!
I’d like to assert my right to the 99th amendment:
“Omelet justifies every absence of portal keepers”
Glory to the omelet! All hail the sandwich!
I, the judge, hereby sentence you to life imprisonment in the chamber pot
- Imprisonment in the chamber pot - I’m KiKick
How many punch in a second?
Trail to trial to try Hell!
Hello
My name is Jee, Jee Riatrik, guide of those old forgotten and rotten souls like yours!
You’ll see by yourself, Hell’s not hot. You can look at your desires and say “Farewell!”
Highway to hell! I’m going
Right to my fears, meeting the serpent and its slender tongue
Lava and ugly faces forever!
In fact, there’s an alternative
Go meeting the Universal Tongue!
At Frying Pan Department
Call doctor Illofacial.
Its name is Max...
Maybe it can...
I’m not joking!
The devil will know my name
Otherwise I’m dead
Highway to hell! I’m going
Right to my fears, meeting the serpent and its slender tongue
Reversed taste forever!
Meet Max and (growl)
Become the new one!
At Frying Pan Department Freedom by taste
Call doctor Illofacial. It tastes so phenomenal
Its name... We know it!
It’s my last chance
I wanna be Supertaste
supported by 6 fans who also own “Trail To Trial To Try Hell”
If there ever was a timely album to sum up the United States in 2020, this is it. Elements of black metal, hymnals, call-and-response, sampled news audio, and Manuel's amazing voice come together to form a beautifully tortured sound.
The term 'avant-garde' is rightfully earned with every moment of this EP. mistermunn
supported by 5 fans who also own “Trail To Trial To Try Hell”
An absolute masterpiece. Brilliant musicianship paired with an amazing mix. Tons of layers boosting my brain cells to unravel this pazzle, which brings the only true pleasure I get in my life. This album is the background to my personality. Pure gold from Canada. Bogdan Dukhevych
supported by 5 fans who also own “Trail To Trial To Try Hell”
This album being played over the PA system at the museum where Salvador Dali's "The Persistence of Memory" is housed is what caused the faces of the clocks in the painting to melt. meeko