Down to Dirty

by Destroy She Said

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    "...Destroy She Said have expanded their sound on this album and made it more listenable, sonically, and more interesting musically. And all without losing their balls. ‘Down to Dirty’ is a modern Aussie rock classic."
    - Buzz Magazine

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released 01 October 2012
Recorded and mixed at Hothouse Audio, St Kilda Australia by Jez Giddings.
Produced by Destroy She Said and Craig Harnath
Mastered by Jack the Bear at Deluxe Mastering

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Destroy She Said Melbourne, Australia

Destroy She Said, the hard rock band from Melbourne, Australia are a grinding, incessant machine fuelled by a heady diet of classic
Aussie rock and filtered through a range of influences including Black Sabbath, QOTSA, AC/DC and Rose Tattoo.
Their debut album Down to Dirty rolls right up to the listener, ready to pick a fight and buy you a beer after it’s over.
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Track Name: Overrated
You think you’re breaking my will while you’re smashing my balls and it all comes down to fate.
And now you’re taking your time it's really pissing me off cos’ you’re just looking for what you can take.
Well now you speak to me in riddle and rhyme get a room take a pill don't be late.
Cos’ if you’re looking for fun let me tell you one thing I ate the cream in the cake.

Cos’ you’re a medicated drama queen in an overrated social scene.
A medicated drama queen in an overrated social scene.

I was the one that you wanted the sight in your eyes looked like an easy target for you.
And now you’re stuck on the shard like a dog on the yard chained up to what you use.

You better figure it out you’re never taking me down get a room take a pill don't be late.

Cause if you’re looking for fun let me tell you one thing I ate the cream in the cake.
Track Name: Game Over
Your bleedin' eyes, should have been the sign that said black soul.
You thought you'd compromise, but had to take it all.
Your time is coming like the crimson tide of Rome.
I'll make you wish that you were never born at all.
It's game over, game over for you.
Sweet jealously became your king you had to feed, consumed the brighter souls, your own it did deceive.
I'll make you see that you are rotted to the core, and make you wish that you were never born at all.
Track Name: Squirter
There's nothing left for me to give, I had a life and a will to live.
But it's gone and washed away, all washed away like yesterday.
Well she squeezed the hole, mother's milk rained down and the party tricks she talked about, well she gave to me, she gave to me.
She shot that load it was a stormy sea, all sugar and spice, sticky and sweet, when she came for me, she came for me.
She's a squirter, that's the way that she's gonna get you.

Well she liked it hard, and she liked it rough, had a thumb in her arse, she was giving it up, when she sprayed for me; she sprayed for me.
Track Name: No Church
I like to sleep all day on Sundays, cos’ you know that's my time.
And they'll probably crucify me, but if that's the bottom line.
No church!
Mr copper no confession, it was fun to waste your time. If you spend your youth in prison, you’re probably guilty of a crime.

Don't want those fucker's even knocking, they never look me in the eye. I’ve got a Johnny Cash religion, it's gonna make their demons cry.
Track Name: She Fanged It
Doing tricks with a crucifix, and her juicy lips that's how she gets her kicks.
Got 'em in a fix, now she's down for it (and she)
She fanged it

Doing splits as she shows her bits, in the money pit were the boys all sit.
Now she's down for it as she licks her tits (and she)

Doing tricks with a crucifix and her juicy lips, thats how she gets her kicks got 'em in a fix now she's giving tips (and she)
Track Name: Hookers Don't Kiss
I took a trip to the strip down to the knocking shop looked around til I found the best one in town.
$150 for a half $260 for an hour I started tapping away like I was drilling to China.
She was a sweet little thing smelt just like a flower.
I was the sweet leaf chief, seconds up for clam chowder said I’ll slip you a monkey for a kiss on the lips, she said I’ll give you the mail, honey hookers don't kiss.
Hookers don't, hookers don't hookers don't kiss.

So then she washed me down straight after the flood a dirty sanchez it was all I got.
And then she lifted her head , started to grin she said I’ll take that monkey honey were you been'?
Track Name: Fanta Pants
What if a rooster, what if a rooster, was to fall in love with you?
Would you do it? Would you care what people said to you?
I say screw it, I see right through it, just do what you want to do.

Oh what have we got here - a sexy little fanta pants?
Oh what have we got now - a ruby little red romance?

Ah the ginger, yeah the ginger, there's nothing that she can't do.
Track Name: Drivin' Machine
She was a model in the eighties, yeah she was the glitter queen.
She made money on the tables, and dirty magazines.

She's a drivin' machine, drivin' machine.

She come crawling with a chip on her shoulder licking her lips looking like a dream.
Heavy Chevy with a blown motor, nitrous oxide if you know what i mean

She's still strippin' with a blown motor, dirty angel on her hand and knees.
Curved chrome with legs to own ya, let me tell ya she's no wannabe.
Track Name: You Might Think I Love You...
You fell off, fell off, fell off the moon.
While walking and talking and laughing way to soon.
Your love will, your love will, your love will always loom.
Cos’ you’re the, you’re the, you’re the same old tune.

You might think I love you, but I think I lied.
You might think I love you, but I think I lied.

It mattered, you shattered, you premiered too soon.
The grammage and damage now you’re an empty tomb.
The dancer, the cancer is sleeping in my room.
Cos’ you’re the, you’re the, you’re the same old tune.
Track Name: It's Coming Out Now
Step outside and wed the morning bride.
Wake from the dream that your sleep tried to hide.
Unleash the sunlight on your skin.
Redeem yourself from your bed of sin.

It's coming out now right out!
It's coming out now right out!
It's coming out now right out!
It's coming out now right out!

Spin the lies, your golden thread is spun.
The poison silence of her tongue.
The velvet hands of darkness gates.
While evil watches learns and waits.

And when the sky falls down.
You'll know that I’m around.
You'll hear the demon sound.
That's evil coming out.