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Pornstar Shotgun

from The Lecher's Waltz by Rasp Thorne & the Briars

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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    The debut studio album from London guttersnipes. Includes 16 page booklet with lyrics, artwork and photos.

    Recorded and mixed by Alex McGowan at Space Eko Studios, London, England, 2012.

    Mastered by Harvey BIrrel at Southern Studios, London, England, 2012.

    Includes unlimited streaming of The Lecher's Waltz via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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    Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of LaZY SHaRKs, Thorne Barbs - A Selection of Spoken Word, BROTHER CHARON, SPAR HORNET, The Lecher's Waltz, and Ryder Pales. , and , .

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Pornstar Shotgun

Ya look so pretty sucken that ol' shotgun,

The condom on it protectin yer lips from rust,

Ya know yer wanted all the booth boys spurt yer worth,
Jus’ pull the trigger and your legend is self-assured.

But ya look so pretty sucken that ol’ shotgun . . .

When four leaf clovers weren’t jus’ mere mongoloids,
An’ boulders of smolder didn’t hover above yer loins,
The world was magic the universe a disposable toy,
Now aint it tragic what happens when ya get too spoiled.

But ya look so pretty sucken that ol’ shotgun . . .

Ya never thought that ya’d rise just to fall,
When ya started etchin your number in the trucker stalls,
Now the pseudonym burnin out the marquee bulbs
become you
an’ yer rubies an’ kitty’s scratchin habits,
yer dirty movies but previews to yer main detatchment.

Yer hips so clever, merged equators revolve your thighs,
Yer eyes diamonds turned to lead when yer not high,
Ya writhe so sexy, twitchin limbs tearin silky things off,
But yer wanton rippin’s jus’ tanglin yer straps to knots.

But ya still look so pretty sucken that ol’ shotgun . . .

Don’t ya know babe that it aint yer fault,
That yer ass came into focus swishin down the highschool halls,
That it wasn’t yer volition to try to get off,
with yer step-daddy
an’ uncle an’ grubby cousins,
Didn’t take a crystal ball to decipher what was comin.

But ya pout so pretty deep throatin that shotgun,
Battin lashes as if ya don’t give a fuck,
But I see you’re jilted, don’t tell me that ya never heard,
Fame aint only a bitch but it’s also a four letter word.

But ya look so pretty sucken that old shotgun,
Sucken that ol' shotgun . . .
Sucken that ol' shotgun . . .

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from The Lecher's Waltz, released July 8, 2012

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Rasp Thorne Berlin, Germany

Rasp Thorne is a writer, musician and performer based in Berlin.

Current musical projects: DRUCKS, CHAGRIN, Silk Rut (Berlin)
Previous bands include: Rasp Thorne & the Briars, LaZY SHaRKS (London) Ryder Pales, and SPAR HORNET (NYC)

Along with solo songs he has also recorded poetry extensively.

'Etched in the Ether', a collection of lyrics, is available now through CHAGRIN PRESS
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