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Breakfast at Shadow J. Brown's

by Shadow J. Brown

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1.
I Get So Breathless Over You 03:45
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I get breathless I get so blue As I stroll down carcinoma avenue I've got a hole that I dig In my brain and through my skin The fiberglass makes me a flooze I get breathless I get so blue When I'm dead and not awake I can thank goodness sake That you gave me a love so true And I'll still be breathless over you I get breathless I get so blue As I'm reading the New York Herald Tribune Paris, 1959 Cigarettes and a bottle of wine All a part of a balanced diet I get breathless I get so blue
2.
Dominatrix Deanna 02:12
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Dominatrix Deanna, I'm so in love with you! You can do anything you want to me Break this guitar, or default on my student loans I love your soft lingerie But you're deadlier than a mob boss in a track suit I'm sure you've attained this brutal desire in the fountain of eternal youth Dominatrix Deanna, I'm so in love with you! I'm perplexed by your pornographic philosophy You can have all of me Iron clad lung, so much fun If you're the princess, I'm the pauper Your ten inch heels weigh a ton Electric skin akin to copper Dominatrix Deanna, I'm so in love with you! You can do anything you want to me Like plagiarize this poem, and make it your own With a love so warm, I'll always be your throne
3.
It Sure Takes a Lotta Guts to Be a Nobody 02:12
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People would rather see their names on a marquee But it sure takes a lotta guts to be a nobody It takes a lot of courage to wake up everyday Make yourself a coffee and a breakfast buffet There's always chit-chat at the water cooler There's always thirty minutes for your lunch break Staring at computers 'till your back aches Counting up the weekend to vacation Thinking 'bout changing my vocation By now, I've missed my train Tomorrow, do it all over again This is the plan to be content Put down your head and pay your rent And be grateful that you're still alive Yes, it sure takes a lotta guts to be an average guy Martyrs and rebels coalesce to pursue happiness But I wish sometimes people expressed That I tried my very best I could've been a contender This message, return to sender You're wastin' your time if you wanna be somebody Yes it sure takes a lotta guts to be a nobody
4.
Elvis from Hell 02:53
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Never meet your idols Never turn your head when they're walking down the street Cause what you might think is a shining halo Is actually a thorny wreath They will disappoint you and they will steal And expect you to bow down and kneel But I will never answer to Elvis again These artists are not your friends You may wonder where they get their confidence And how they procured their posture The devil's pitchfork straightens it out Their flesh is merely impostor You're the Judas of punk This city's the Last Supper I'll tell everyone not to buy your books I won't even tell my mother I can't believe I ever called myself a fan My disappointment, you'll never understand I wasted so much time thinking you were cool But now I realize you're a fraud and a fool It's not capitalism's fault either That you've become an abusive little creature You're not a punk You're just Elvis from Hell and a nasty old drunk Never have an idol They're just not your friends You might think they're so sharp But it's all pretend
5.
Grim Reaper's Credit Card (for Japonica Fenway) 03:31
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Sitting on regret boulevard With the grim reaper’s credit card Ran up my tab at the bar Clutching my half smoked cigar An old fashioned whisky To me it looks likes iced tea Sortilège’s sorting my future Picking on her scabbed up sutures She’s like the female Sigmund Freud Dirty blond, sex obsessed and unemployed And looks through my repressed emotions With cruel amounts of devotion Her locks are like the Nile River Drinks with a vendetta against her liver But doesn’t mind this anyway The pool table’s open all day Just as I’m about to pay I see Japonica Fenway Interrupting the feng shui Oh, I see it every day Somewhere there’s a tree on Georgia Ave Cause all I see is nothing but cabs But I know I’m good to drive I only had a glass of wine Sortilège asked for a ride I said, why not so I Let her sit in the backseat She was biting her nails in the dark Once we arrived She said I had a great night I wished I could say the same I don’t like being psychoanalyzed People are so strange at the bar Can’t wait to go home and play guitar Look in my wallet, guess what I forgot The grim reaper’s credit card
6.
Mia Farrow 02:19
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Mia Farrow, you're my American dream I'd kill Woody Allen just to be with you I'd use the tannis root If that's what you want me to do Everybody knows it is you I love and everybody knows it's the truth So won't you give another round of applause You're not a washed-up actress You're an activist, too If only Hollywood was as smart as you Excuse me if I'm being rude Should I call you Ms. Falewicz? Everybody knows it is you I love and everybody knows it's the truth So won't you give another round of applause
7.
Visions of Naoko 02:59
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Just like Trip Fontaine I got carried away with a girl I barely knew She made my dream come true Eating in the hospital dining room Midori will be back real soon And she wants me to sit with her And the line to reality's blurred With visions of Naoko So I'm writing another poem A love story like Desdemona It seems like the whole world tries to warn you Of unrequired love It fits me like a glove Meanwhile, I'm waiting for your call Yes I've heard it all And I'm free for a moment until I get those Visions of Naoko I'm so alone, you know Western civilization won't pick up the pieces So let the cards fall where they may Today in the Anno Domini I'm not having a good day because of the Visions of Naoko I'm so alone, you know
8.
Claudia Persephone 03:26
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O sing, my Muse, of the customer service of Claudia! The present-day Persephone, which makes me Orpheus Sing how she keeps her store as jubilant as rosemary, thyme, and parsley If you are in accord, hail aye! Sing, O Muse, of Sonidos as a pool of everlasting Romance! The Spanish Inquisition and Columbus never stopped the heroine of our song Sing of the day Apollo came to Sonidos and played his harp for Claudia to sell Sing of the day Mary Magdelene washed Jesus' feet behind the jazz section Rubies and diamonds are at a fixed price But the records at Sonidos are quite nice If you are in accord, hail aye! Joseph ruled the Record Paradise like the vizier of Egypt But O how the shackles broke in the year of our Lord, 2019! Sonidos is just like Noah's Ark "Let there be light, let there be the truth inscribed in 180 gram heavyweight vinyl! "Heavier than the rock of Sisyphus and Sabbath 'noir'!" If you are in accord, hail aye!
9.
Made of Glass 02:58
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Born with transparent skin The smallest touch breaks your bone Child of the lion and the man of tin Life is too long to live it alone You can't take anyone with you to the grave If you want to find love, you have to be brave First thing you got to do is get off your ass No, you can't crack a smile if you're made of glass Yes, it's true all things must pass In this hell on earth, you can still graze in the grass Your heart is rich in a dead currency Of an empire that could not let the bills go Every dollar could have gone to the girl Instead the market plateaued You're a vampire shutting out the fright Whispering in your sleep of regret Always too spooked to swim in the light It burst the porcelain, yet Yes, it's true all things must pass But you can't crack a smile if you're made of glass Yes, it's true all things must pass In this hell on earth, you can still graze in the grass But you can't crack a smile if you're made of glass
10.
Life Goes On 03:59
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I've got a name older than the mountains That only the forest and the trees could ever pronounce But one little time, I wandered through an empty house And felt a spirit in the dining room So I approached this spirit with some hesitation But he immediately knew my name And said "some things may never come to be but you always have your faith in me" Life goes on Life goes on Everyone wants to be an actor Everyone wants to live outside themselves But one little thing that has kept me company You can never be sure of a good thing until it's gone I'm walking through an empty German city And everything's in black and white Until I look up and see some wings of desire That helps me walk closer to the light Life goes on Life goes on

about

this album is for people who like music. we got a lot of it on here.

i made this album because I had to pay rent. my heart wasn't in it. i didn't mean anything i wrote or sang on here. i just did this so i could pay my bills. i only made this album for the money. that's the only reason i'm in the music industry. i actually don't like music. i didn't take initiative when it came to this album. this album was a PR ploy. this album isn't real. this album is part of a bigger PR campaign. this album has sponsors i can't say on here, for fear that i will lose their sponsorships.

P.S..... LISTEN TO THIS ALBUM ONE NOTE AND ONE LYRIC AT A TIME. EVERY TIME A NOTE CHANGES, PAUSE IT AND DIGEST THAT ONE NOTE. THEN REPEAT. THIS ALBUM IS MEANT FOR MULTIPLE LISTENS. PAY ATTENTION TO ONE SINGLE NOTE AT A TIME. IT'S OVERWHELMING. PLAY IT LOUD.

credits

released October 31, 2020

All songs written, composed, arranged, produced, and recorded by James Lepinsky (Shadow J. Brown)
Recorded at Obscure Object Studios, somewhere in Maryland

personnel:
James Lepinsky - vocals, farfisa organ, viscount organ, guitars, drum machine, bass guitar, bass programming, tambourine, handclaps, floor tom, bongos

thank you so much to:
my mother, father and brother. as well as my friends: george mobille, seori stephens, jamie rahimi, adrian von bonsdorff, bill dempsey, matt hooke, max horan, chris bonilla, claudia mendiola-durán, gabriel melaku, daniel carballo, astrid korte and siggy soriano.

this record would not be possible without Atomic Music and Avery Steck in Beltsville, MD. you guys are the best music shop in the DMV, honestly. you guys rock <3

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