by Free Fire



We couldn't be bothered to put the whole set on here, so here are two of the songs.


released May 17, 2013

James Wesley Nichols (vocals and guitar)
Max Price (drums)

Thanks to Jonathan Lango (Ultra Death Men, Bubblegum Octopus) for recording this.


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James Wesley Nichols Greenville, South Carolina

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Track Name: Boss Man
Boss man, boss man leave me be
Boss man, boss man get off my back

Every day I punch in,
every day I punch out
40 hours sometimes more
I'm glad to have employment but
It's hard to find enjoyment when
You're job is a goddamn bore
Boss man sign my paycheck
I need some cash to get
My honey's ring out of hawk
Point your finger this way
Point your finger that way
My eyes are on the clock

Just because you pay my wage don't
Mean I have to let you treat me like a slave
I don't belong to you
Just because I work for you don't
Mean that I won't find something new
I don't belong to you

New day, same shit
Boss man had a fit and
Called me in behind closed doors
Said "Might as well admit it
You never seemed to fit in
We won't be needing you no more."
All this he told me
As if he'd just sold me
His face all ugly grimaces
Then he called security
So they could escort me
Off the premises

Boss man, boss man it seems to me that
Boss man, boss man you're smoking crack!
Track Name: Your Kinda Love
Your kinda love is my kinda love 'cause
Your kinda love feels bad
Your kinda love is my kinda love and
It's the only love I ever had

You got dressed up as a priest
And then you dressed me as a nun
Then you broke my hands and feet
So I could neither struggle nor could run
You took me over your knee
And then you whipped me resoundingly
If this is love, if this is love
Then baby, never set me free!

You put your cigarette butts out
On my skin just for a laugh
Then you licked the burns all clean
And promised me a skin graft
You are who I do turn to
Whenever I am feelin' blue
Is this love, baby is this love
When all I do is boo-hoo-hoo?