The 8​-​Track Demos

by Madd Blake And The Stalins

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'The 8-track Demos' are a series of raw low-fi experimental recordings that took place between August and November 2012. Recorded in a 8-track digital recorder with very limited resources this demo contains a fair dose of raw minimalistic 3-chords rock n' roll.

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released 17 November 2012

all written, recorded & produced by Heinrich López
recorded between august-november 2012
cover picture by Janel Rosa

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Track Name: Human Fucker Machine
Well I'm a mean machine, I run with gasoline
I am a two-headed politician - under your knees!
I'm a baseball bat right into your head
I have a hoochie coochie bomb under the skirt

cause I'm a Human Fucker Machine

I am a cold machine, I got no time to play
I have a lot of fun fucking up the human race
I'm like a mad dog with rabies bitting your hand
I've got a million of employees but I got no friends

cause I'm a Human Fucker Machine

I'm a fuel machine, I run with kerosene
I have one hundred lawyers under my sleeve
I am a Panzerfaust crushing you head
I've got a million of soldiers but I got no friends

cause I'm a Human Fucker Machine
Track Name: She's Like A Devil
She's like a devil
A devil in disguise
She's like a devil
Straight from paradise
She's like a devil
A devil bitch

She's like a devil
And she smells real bad
She's like a devil
I can't understand
She's like a devil
A devil bitch

She's like a devil
And I know her tricks
She's like a devil
Don't care you're a prick
She's like a devil
A devil bitch

She's like a devil
Oh she smells real good
She's like a devil
That I understood
She's like a devil
A devil bitch
Track Name: Juancho Cadenas
Sortija en mano, negro el pulmón
Juancho Cadenas era un guapetón
De quien la calle se apodero
Y una sombra lo persiguió

Un día un tipo lo encojonó
Lo empujo y le dijo cabrón
Juancho Cadenas saco un cañón
Pero el tipo se le escapo

Lo fue a buscar el matón
Con un cuchillo lo apuñalo
Después de eso se fue a correr
Nunca jamas lo volví a ver

Juancho Cadenas era un matón
Hijo del diablo, hijo de dios
Que de la calle se apoderó
Y calaveras coleccionó
Track Name: Gunland
Death is knocking at your door
Won't you let her in?
Nobody here gets out alive
-In the mess we're in

So hide your children
Grab you gun, 'cause this is gunland

We live in gunland
We live in gunland
Is fun in gunland
We live in gunland
It's fucking gunland
So get your gun

Death is piercing through your skin
Do you feel her deep?
Nobody here knows who is what
And fear's the king

So hide your children
Grab you gun, 'cause this is gunland

We live in gunland
We live in gunland
Is fun in gunland
We live in gunland
It's fucking gunland
So get your gun
Track Name: Nazis Bombing USA
Aliens from outer space
Nazis bombing USA
White riots on the streets
Fuck the world, hand me a beer

Aliens from outer space
Nazis bombing USA

Oh we're running out of food
There is nothing you can do
World War 3 is on TV
You better get down on your knees

Aliens from outer space
Nazis bombing USA!