1. I Feel Ya’ Strutter
2. Our Riotous Defects
3. Coquet Coquette
4. Godly Intersex
5. Enemy Gene
6. Hydra Fancies
7. Like A Tourist
8. Sex Karma
9. Girl Named Hello
10. Famine Affair
11. Casualty of You
12. Around the Way
13. You Do Mutilate?

Originally Released by Polyvinyl Records, 2010.

Engineered and mixed by Kevin Barnes, Greg Koller and Jon Brion. Mastered by Alan Yoshida.
Assistant Engineers: Rouble Kapoor, Bret Rausch and Scott Moore.
Additional editing by Eric Caudieux.

Produced by Kevin Barnes and Jon Brion.
Additional production on “Coquet Coquette” by John Hill.

Lineup:
Kevin Barnes: vocals, guitar, bass, piano, drums, synths, programming.
Jon Brion: piano, synths, guitar, drums.
Matt Chamberlain: drums, percussion.

Additional Contributions by:

Vocals: Janelle Monáe, Solange Knowles, Nate Gianarthur, Roman Gianarthur, Nina Barnes.
Strings: K Ishabashi (string arrangements for “Casuality of You” and “Around The Way.”)
Violin: Mocha
Cello: Dan Cho

Additional Drums: James Husband on “Around The Way”
Lyrical Inspiration: Alabee Blonde

All songs by Kevin Barnes, Apollinaire Rave BMI.
Recorded at Apollinaire Rave Studios Sunlandia, Sunlandia / Ocean Way, LA / La Bronz Easy, NYC.

Art & Design By:

David Barnes, Nina Barnes, Elaine Fong.

LYRICS

I FEEL YA’ STRUTTER

I see it, girlfriend
I got so lucky with you
Yes I feel you strutter
I got so lucky with you
So freaked out and depressed
But now I see how I was so blessed, So blessed with you girlfriend

I know there ain’t no one person that everybody else in the world hates on, wants to die, sometimes I do think it’s me, Like I’m in a fight simulator and I am crushing the birth of any potential memory
I’m still way erect for you, not going to lie
You cured me of my death anxiety, only took you two tries
The head scene dropped the vaccine, and I’ve chosen a very powerful penance

I know it girlfriend I got so lucky with you
I feel ya’ strutter I got so lucky with you
So hammer on guitar for who you are with me being your straight up only solid number yeah
I see it girlfriend I got so lucky with you I feel ya’ strutter I got so lucky with you
So tweaked out and depressed but now I see that I was blessed so blessed with you girlfriend

I want to prove to you I’ve advanced in varna
I can’t even pick up that brahmin signal any more
I can’t cope with such an abstract blackmail domination spasm
Although it makes a temporary difference
I’m really not your possession, I am just your friend
Still there’s an invisible suture that keeps me in my seat next to you till the end
I made a wish that I really shouldn’t have
Cause when it came true I didn’t know what to do with it
Are we to blame for our dreams?
I see your progress as a predator just like everything else

We spoke of frontal lobe regression, this is not one of those

I know it girlfriend I got so lucky with you I feel ya’ strutter I got so lucky with you
So Cristal mimosa fizz for what you is, with being your one solid lion hearted brother yeah
Girlfriend I got so lucky with you I feel ya’ strutter
I got so lucky with you
So freaked out and depressed but now I see that I was blessed, so blessed with you girlfriend

OUR RIOTOUS DEFECTS

You are such a crazy girl
And I don’t know why I even tried to make you love me
I want it babe but you are just a
crazy girl you are such a crazy girl and I don’t why
I even try to help you

When I first met you at that al-anon meeting
You made that reference to “All Your Goodies Are Gone”
And even sang a verse, I was amazed how husky your singing voice was
I wanted to talk to you so badly but I didn’t know how to come on because
You’ve got that kind of beauty that makes people nervous
I know it’s fucked, but before we got together I even hooked up with one of your cousins
Just to feel somehow closer to you
Because I knew like you guys were best friends and you talked everyday and it was thrilling to touch something that had touched you.
In my head you were like this goddess, but, in fact, you’re just a

Crazy girl
You’re just a crazy girl
I don’t know why I even try
To understand you
(can’t stand you)
Your ass is crazy girl
You are so crazy girl
And I don’t know why I even try
To relate to you (can’t wait for you, it’s too late for you)

My god I should have realized
On our second date
When you dragged me into the bathroom at Tanika’s house
And screamed at me for like twenty minutes
Cause I had contradicted you in front of your friends,
I was like “oh”
And then later that night at my apartment
As punishment you killed my beta fish
Just threw it out the window

I did everything I could to make you happy
I participated in all your protests
Supported your stupid little blog
Got a bowflex, wore colored contacts to match your dresses
Whatever your eyes caught I bought
Still we fought
Like Ike and Tina but in reverse
Cause you’re so crazy girl

You’re just too crazy girl
And I don’t know why I even try
To understand you
Well…I think you’re crazy girl, you are so crazy girl
And I don’t know why I even try to make sense of you
Oh tell me why,
Someone tell me why my hearts real weird for you still

I was like crazy fan over you
Like i’m all star struck over you
Like I’m getting handcuffed over you

Now it’s only fucked up

Janelle Monae:
My frame works in constant confusion
I can’t peel away the flowers of this psychic disturbance
And our riotous defects

COQUET COQUETTE

Coquet coquette you know I won’t forget
How you kissed me strange to prove you were mythical
Oh my coquette you used my voice as your earthly vehicle

Coquet coquette you know I won’t forget
How you hurt me twice to prove you were cynical
Oh my coquette
You are the death you are the pinnacle

With you I can only see my black-light constellations
And other shit I don’t think I have the language to say
I don’t want to catch you with some other guy’s face under your eyelids
Something must be wrong
You give me emotional artifacts that can find no purchase

Coquet coquette you know I won’t forget
How you sold me out to prove you were typical
Oh my coquette you’re Herculean you are so miserable

Coquet coquette you know I won’t forget
How you made me cry to prove I was dutiful
Oh my coquette my teenage lust for you is so beautiful

With you I can only see my black-light constellations
And other shit I don’t think I have the language to say
I don’t want to catch you with some other guy’s face under your eyelids
Something must be wrong
You give me emotional artifacts that can find no purchase

GODLY INTERSEX

Too high too fast
Going to break our necks
Everything about you screamed of godly intersex

Nothing of thirds,
Berdache,
No human tracks
The new forms were germinating
I saw your aureole wax

We danced for victory
We danced for mom’s misery
We danced for miscarriages
We danced in garbage too

You, everybody’s stoned about you
Everybody’s thrown about you
Everybody’s stoned about you

I was running from home to school
To home trying to keep my parents together
Heir to their chaos there was such pressure to score high
So I had to drop it
As if I stood a chance after my uncle’s suicide
Everybody looking at me to succeed him as the family’s golden myth
While all my identity mutations were being dosed by books and all the drugs I took
To prove I was brave but I was so afraid of the depths without measure
You are my greatest treasure
Yeah I had like zero pleasure until you excused me from your archetype

You, everybody’s stoned about you
Everybody’s thrown about you
Everybody’s stoned about you

ENEMY GENE

Aren’t you sick of the con
Not quite Homo-Luminous
They’re expecting so little
Can’t feel the miracle

Of zombies licking your window
For black body radiation

Janelle Monae:
Love breaks the machine
Everything is half apart–what can it mean?
How can I trust my fractious heart
Knowing I have the enemy gene?

Love breaks the machine
Everything is half in dream–how can it be?
Everything is born in shame
It’s not just me
Particle wave duality
How can we ever evolve
When our gods are so primitive?
They destroy the film

They want to disable my system
Looking for traces of a clean hit
If the end of the world has ever happened
This must be it
I’ve grown too strong that’s what they said
To keep my animal spirit
It empties me
Now I’m vacant

Love breaks the machine
Everything is half apart–what can it mean?
How can I trust my fractious heart
Knowing I have the enemy gene?

Love breaks the machine
Everything is half in dream–how can it be?
Everything’s born in shame
It’s not just me
Particle wave duality
I know that we’ll never survive
This little victory

Love breaks the machine
Everything is half apart–what can it mean?
How can I trust my fractious heart
Knowing I have the enemy gene?

Love breaks the machine
Everything is half in dream–how can it be?
Everything is born in shame
It’s not just me
Particle wave duality
How can we ever evolve when our gods are so primitive?
They destroy our hope for peace
Hope for love

HYDRA FANCIES

How bout you my new favorite thing?
I heart you though don’t know you very well
I really hope that this summer you will change your pursuit
I throw my guns down for you

How bout you my new favorite thing?
Their flashbulbs burn my irises
But still i love to see you upon your pedestal
I just love to see you win

Oh when they torture you
It’s like standing on a dragon’s tongue
They flashed your pretty nightmare on the sky when I was playing your card
Kissing your deaf son

How bout you my new favorite thing?
Will you have me in your orbit evermore?
I know it’s work to cope with my dementia and stuff
But I’ll throw my guns down for you

How bout you my new favorite thing?
Today I planted some flowers in your name
I am trying to build a freak flag empire for three
Cause I just love to see you win

When they experiment I will become your surrogate
I really can’t conceive of any balance in my future anyways
The coma is poisoned

You’ve rattled me, there’s uncontrollable sensory reactions on infinite defeat
I’ve so much to tell you and it can’t wait till you’re born again

LIKE A TOURIST

I saw your movie tonight
I thought you were pretty good
I’m so happy that you’re doing what you want to
You go to your favorite dark place, think of the auto-da-fé
Unicorns eating baby meat
There’s a dragon rape if you want one (one’s the loneliest number)
Smokehood merlion, female erection,
You fetishize the archetype
Ha! you fetishize the archetype

Don’t treat me like a tourist, let’s stay high on a negative wave
And paint it black just like the good times
Don’t treat me like a tourist, let’s stay high
They break our hearts like it’s our birthdays, soak us in animal blood

I want somebody to frisk me
I want this night to distort me
But I didn’t come here just to see you dancing
No, or to admire your art
Or try and cure your Androphobic heart
Anyways I’m crippled inside

Don’t treat me like a tourist, let’s stay high on a negative wave
And paint it black just like the good times
Don’t treat me like a tourist, let’s stay ‘woke’ like Pharaoh E.Badu
And paint it feral in our heads again
Like when we were passengers

Don’t treat me like a tourist, let’s stay high
They break our hearts like it’s our birthdays, soak us in animal blood

SEX KARMA

I believe we’re moving on up
Your sex karma must be good
Cause I’m funny for you

Ain’t no body do me better
When you hit me I’m a cloud
Baby, I’m a cloud
I feel my power is flickering
With you its strange electronic reactions

Solange Knowles:
I know that you want to swing
Run and touch my everything
Cause I look like a playground to you, player

Close your eyes and count to three,
I’ll kiss you where I shouldn’t be
Cause you look like a playground to me, player

You are my only luxury item
Anyone try to steal you
I’ll fight ‘em

Let’s go do some hide and seek
I know you are a little freak
You look like a playground to me, player

I was afraid to call you up
Cause you were really hard to fly
On our first try

You took me centuries to master
In the next life I will have to learn you faster

I’m not a diamond, so you’ll flatter
Cause we’re not slaves to physical matter

I know that you want to swing
Run and touch my everything
Cause I look like a playground to you, player

Close your eyes and count to three,
I’ll kiss you where I shouldn’t be
Cause you look like a playground to me, player

You are my only luxury item
Anyone try to steal you
I’ll fight em

Let’s go do some hide and seek
I know you are a little freak
You look like a playground to me, player

You look like a playground to me (8x)

Close your eyes and count to three,
I’ll kiss you where I shouldn’t be

GIRL NAMED HELLO

Who’s your reggae woman now, do you even know?
I did a line with a girl named hello  (I”m just kidding, yo)

Who’s your reggae woman now, do you even know?
I did a line with a girl named hello (I’m just kidding, yo)

Took an overdose, didn’t do shit

If I treated someone else the way I treat myself
I’d be in jail

If I treated someone else like the way I treat myself
I’d be in jail

Anyways, boo boo, you’re a breakthrough, I love you like being kissed
And thank you for the wonderful birthday

Who’s your reggae woman now, do you even know?
I did a line with a girl named hello  (I’m just kidding, yo)

If I treated someone else the way I treat myself
I’d be in jail

FAMINE AFFAIR

I don’t want you anymore
I don’t love you anymore
Go away, go away, go away
You’re a bad thing, terrible thing
You destroy my head
You un-calibrate my skull
Go away, go away
You’re a bad thing, useless thing
You marginalize me
You sabotage me
Go away, go away, go away
You’re a bad thing, you horrible thing
You steal my light
You suffocate my life
Go away, go away
You’re a bad thing, you miserable thing

Like some childish demon that takes pleasure from its sting
You’re a bad thing, bad thing
Bad thing
You act aloof
Say that I’ll crawl back, you must be sick

Thought she was my Annie Hall
Or at least Ali McGraw
Now I feel so wilted
It’s a famine affair
The whole attempt was shoddy
Just to put trash in my body

He was nostalgic for the ground
Hope down the drain
Still flew to your tragedy in a glass-bottom airplane
Looping like a retard
Are you still playing the race card?
She said you’re not boring
I’m just bored with you
The psychology behind it is ruthless
Wish it weren’t true
Wish we weren’t so complicated
Wish you weren’t so medicated

I don’t want you anymore
I don’t love you anymore
Go away, go away, go away
You’re a bad thing, terrible thing
You don’t let me sleep
And when you do it’s just teeth falling out nightmares
Go away, you’re a bad thing, useless thing
You marginalize me
You sabotage me
Go away, go away, go away
You’re a bad thing, you horrible thing
You’ve been trying to make me ugly so you’d have a reason to leave
So you could say you were just like abandoning the ruins
Bad thing, you miserable thing
Like some childish demon who
Keeps insects on a string
You are bad thing, bad thing, bad thing
You act aloof, say that I’ll crawl back, you must be sick

CASUALTY OF YOU

How could I tolerate looking you in the eyes
How you’ve evolved, no tears at all
It’s not fair, it shouldn’t be like this
You shouldn’t be so composed
I don’t know, should be more awkward
Hate you for bringing this up making me feel what I know just isn’t true
You’ve ruined me, you’re a terrorist, I’m a casualty of you

Your sister called today, heard the phone ring, really why should I answer?
She’s so critical
I wasn’t surprised to hear her single word message
Just said “stop!”

You stole something from me
Can’t say what, just know it’s gone now
Everything is wrong
Everything is wrong
Everything is wrong
I’m a casualty of you

AROUND THE WAY

You say you just want to stand there and dim out
Just gonna root there and space
Sulk cause there ain’t nobody really doped about your inventory
Absorb celestial articles from neutral stations
From the pain participants
And by far mostly neo-family break strike pattern strike break deface

When you get so quiet and depressed, hate it and I drop away again
Can’t understand I want to die again
I’m out here in the swell getting fucked up trying to cure you
It’s so draining
Really how can I help if you won’t talk to me?
Thought you were around the way
Not just a cliche

Nina Barnes:
Eg har aldri tenkt meg sanningi
Som ein husfugl,
Men um ho so vore,
Kan du godt strjuka henne med fjøri
Og ikkje jaga henne upp i ei krå
Til ho snur ugleaugo og klør imot deg.
Andre held sanningi for
Ei kald knivsegg,
Ho er både
Yin og yang,
Ormen i graset,
Og fuglekongen som lettar frå ørni
Når hu trur seg høgst.
Eg har òg set

When you get so quiet and depressed, hate it and I drop away again
Can’t understand I want to die again
I’m thrashing in the waves getting fucked up trying to cure you
It’s so draining
How can I help if you won’t talk to me?
I thought you were a lover friend
I’m your friend

YOU DO MUTILATE?

Ah, ah, ah, I need to mutilate
We’re going to celebrate our emotional poverty
Give the answers all away

I painted my suitcase red for the reading
Which only ended in conversation rape
All they want, genetic telephonic pills
Until the Spanish kids got so ill
I was home-schooling with a knife in my shoe

Never seen corpses act so cruel
The self brutality was oh so angular
I made him a potion in a newspaper cup,
Smiled, gave me a shrug, said I was a fuck-up
Now I see your face selling Chinese urine

She came over the fence
With an argument in her head no empathy
Escape strategy
I understood her
We were trying to share a genuine human moment
Just like the way they do in movies

I’ve hit a wall with this suicidal depression
It’s not the star I’m trying to call
I’ve been standing on the strand far too long y’all
Go ahead, go ahead!

What you want? Somebody who will slap away your blindness?
What you want? Somebody who would corrupt your heart with too much kindness?
Salute to your Buster Rhyme-ness

I got a black fang in Chicago
My superwoman licked
I don’t need a refill of this shit, I need something that works motherfucker!

I wondered were you flattered, I tried to get you drunk
I know you’re collecting disciples
I know you want to be the godmother of soul-punk
Someday, someday
They’re all skyscrapers for you Jane
Never use your given name
I want to set you up for a sequel
Make you feel like promised people

I always knew you were special
Your best friend told me he saw you crying
Everybody wants to crescendo
Take home a memento

We tried to isolate XX infinite pleasure XY
Yet I still was their family secret, a white symptom of some wilderness hate ceremony,
Custodian for experimental post human relationships, in fact
We tried to isolate XX infinite pleasure XY ineffectually,
Now I know I’m not allowed to show the pain, not allowed to expose the pain

I still was their family secret, a white symptom of some wilderness hate ceremony,
Custodian for experimental post human relationships, in fact
We tried to isolate XX infinite pleasure XY ineffectually,
Now I know I’m not allowed to show the pain, not allowed to expose the pain

All the white people from my neighborhood are dead
All the black people have turned pink for the winter
Everybody is searching for a cause
A reason to blow themselves up
Could be anything
When will certain people realize
That afterlife is nothing to live for
Nothing to die for
Nothing to fight for
If those in this life are not sacred
Then nothing that is a part of it
Is sacred either

If you think God is more important
Than your neighbor
You’re capable of terrible evil

If you think some prophet’s words
Are more important than your brother
And your sister,
You’re ill
And you’re wrong
You’re wrong