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Hell's Magnet

by Daisy Raygun

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Good As Gold 05:41
Love is sold at seven billion levels World is cold in many given ways Life as old as any of its equals Good as gold until the end of days He’s good as gold, or so he swears But are we sold? No longer cares A lecture is cooking up now as we speak It’s time to redefine and weed the weak Running late, just one of his excuses Tempting fate, another waste of time Second rate, he’s running out of uses Something great, whatever’s on her mind She’s good as gold, or so he swears But are we sold? No longer cares If only you had stuck right to the plan How could you call this little clown a man Ridiculed into a wrong believing Hidden jewels embalmed and never found They have ruled there won’t be any grieving Would have fooled the sharpest minds around It’s good as gold, or so he swears But are you sold? No longer cares Please don’t you let them turn you into stone The blood they spill is more than just their own Thunderstruck, another wasted weekend Out of luck, all naked and alone Wouldn’t fuck, retired to his deep end Sitting duck is cooked right to the bone I’m good as gold, that’s what I swore But you’re not sold, lover no more I wish you’d stayed right after the attack Returning you your knife out of my back
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So I started to fall in love with the ground again like some freak in the mud attached to it and rubbing it into my pores whenever the eyes were on me, So they would know I was loyal to my cause and I’d rub it in even more when they looked away so that I’d know I was loyal to my cause, no need to let the scabs heal. How could I ever change the texture of my skin otherwise? I was on the fast track to the center of myself, going nowhere fast, I wanted to be small! I wanted to taste it, the oh so sweet lysergic world I so rarely achieved. I’d never found it alone, got a one track mind with seats for two. This wasn’t safe ground! It never was!We weren’t programmed to act like this, our orders were specific, her world was spinning enough as it were, I was staring at her! Kept on staring so long that she blended into the mirrors. I did this thousands of times to thousands of faces! I warped them all within to see me in my own face, the reflection was never true for long. My orders (x3): so specific and wrong! And worst of all I gave myself these orders A sentiment mistaken from the start I truly thought I wasn’t doing damage Had no idea I’d cut out my own heart The feelings they had all retracted inward More sensitive than ever what a joke You only beat yourself up quite so many different times Before your friendships all go up in smoke I could have sworn I never wanted pity But come on try and tell it to my mouth I stutter like a beggar in the city So desperate and disingenuous, I’ve sent it south If only she’d held on a few days longer A lie I whisper with a happy tune They’re claiming vengeance dearest me, they’re stronger It’s easier to run and send myself off to the moon I roam my lonely crowded hall of mirrors With all these sweet reflections propped and shelved So when I hear the screaming of my victims I only see the victim in myself The only thing between me and the truth now A red brick wall with eye-holes painted on I bash my head until I change the vision I might just keep on bashing til I’m gone… (x?)
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Slowly moving through the valley Spectral dancing all around me… look They watch me but I’m all lost and (x4) Trees send noises to confuse me Forest seems so far amusing Moving ‘round in circles Looking for the river Climbing my way up Into the forest canopy Scouting out the valley Searching for the ocean Mountains rising up and All I see’s infected green Winding pathways constant shifting Dragon’s breath is always listening… look They watch me, I’m all gone and (x4) Heat is getting too contentious Losing my sense of direction Moments from collapsing Predators surround me Eyes locked through saliva Dripping from their shining teeth Scared and no way out Surrender to the forest As I close my eyes The dragon’s breath, it covers me Beating hearts out in the meadow Tails tuck away before the shadow Who can it be It’s not me now (x4) Rivers, always so elusive Smiling feral, so inclusive Days turn into weeks while Trapped inside the woods now Slowly losing sight of Where I want to wannabe Countless moonlit nights of Dancing with the snakes and Losing track of time while Years are born of many weeks
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Centauri 04:09
There’s a lot in front of me, there’s a lot behind it Don’t worry ‘bout my crisis but don’t think I wouldn’t mind it You wanna look hard, you wanna get smart But they all think you’re goofin’ around! I’ve seen lots of here and I’ve been plenty there But it doesn’t make a difference when I’m gelling up my hair Because I wanna get dead, I wanna go home I’d rather be swimming in dregs! CHORUS: Started shaking with a drink in hand Don’t you tell me you don’t understand I’ve tripped across this land And I know you’ve been a gracious host A little indica, some cuban roast To you I make a toast! (Don’t you forget about it!) Hey you! You son of a bitch! Thought you could pin me down with that kind of switch And just because I’ve got voice, that don’t make it choice My roots are too deep in the ground! Messing with the Narn, like pulling on a yarn It’s just another cursed blessing, too distracted by the carnal Please I wanna get out! There’s cold in my eyes! I’ve been here for quite some time! CHORUS Don’t wanna (x4) And I’ve lost myself in fake romance, Shoes so tight, forgotten how to dance, Death leaves no room for chance! CHORUS (Don’t you forget about it) (x4)
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I drive east in the morning, I drive west in the evening That really does wonders for your eyes It’s a fine day for working but not a fine day for thinking That’s something to later analyze... CHORUS: Well tonight I’m gonna pop right in, popping right into the hop Tuning in but dropping out, gonna move until I stop and drop Made my mind to get it out of my system, I’m ready to explode But I’m gonna wait to sober up if I’m to want to hit the road Tastes just like kratom and it smells like sex This kind of place has got my vote So much nothing! It’s all so much of nothing! This kind of nothing is something to note…
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Wait 04:39
Wait, Don’t you wait! Got too much I need to say Stay, Won’t you stay? Who knows what lies past today CHORUS: Lonely is the price I pay, cause Lonely is the only way, and Lonely is the way to go, but Lonely, that is all I know! Lonely is the thing to do, a Lonely me, so wrong for you, yet Lonely is the way to be, so Lonely’s deep inside of me Fate, what a fate! Still an act left in the play! Hate, there’s no hate! Keep the blinking light at bay
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Shake! 04:46
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Call me selfish if it helps Call me insecure if you need Call me anything you want Just please don’t stop calling me... Check my phone at random spots I’m dropping breakfast on the ground I’m wearing white and spilling coffee It doesn’t mean that I am down... And so I’m left with such a chill Now who have I got to kill to get a Shred of decent will? A bandage on this hill I WANT TO FIX IT, I WANT TO FIX IT, I WANT TO FIX IT ALL I WANT TO FIX IT, I WANT TO FIX IT, I WANT TO FIX IT Don’t you ever care to look? Can we dare to just say no? Don’t you know that I mis-took? But you had to let it go… And now the haunting has begun With no reset button in sight And everything is spun! I wish at least you won I WANT TO FIX IT… ALL… And so I’ve got a hole to fill Now who have I got to kill to get a Shred of decency? The only joke here’s me!
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Another hour on the interstate Tough break on my shit day Tough break, but that's weekdays! Another mile on the interstate All throughout the week you wait, Just to climb on stage and play to your friends No love to no end... I thought I'd call just to drop a line, Say "what's up, how was your night?" Brush it off, say "It's just fine" You don't care and I don't mind All throughout the week you wait, Just to climb on stage, I don't know what to do Is there something to prove...! Another mile on the interstate Another notch on my shit day Tough break, but that's weekdays! Another mile on the interstate All throughout the week you wait, Just to climb on stage and play to your friends No love to no end... (!!!) From Kingston To Peekskill You move fast I keep still You never call I don't mind I need a little More time
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An Aching 04:02
I’ve got an aching in my bones It’s only when I’m all left alone, it seems I’ve got my dreams to go on when I’m Left to whine and moan I’ve got a demon in my throat It wasn’t meant to leave the boat so irate It’s been wallowing down with the gators Going miles deep in this ancient… moat I’ve got a shaking in my leg Oh please don’t you make me beg I hope it wasn’t too much to ask cause I didn’t realize That my tone made it sound like a neg I’ve got a whisper in my heart I’d much rather never start So I left it there to rot, is that all I’ve got? Now I don’t feel very smart I’ve got a stranger in my brain You may think I’ve gone insane But I PROMISE (x4) I will thrill again! I’ve got a pulsing in my arm I didn’t ever mean to smarm but I can see From the way you look that the damage is done, But I didn’t want to do harm!
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Berlin 11:27
There’s a place there that only opens once a week Keeps on carrying on so you can take a peek Find yourself alive and lose yourself within Never found a place that’s really like Berlin It’s much easier now to get my wallet to close The night was just so free, I can’t recall what I chose Once you go, you never really leave Berlin It’s all funny now, it’s all funny then Prey to another scam, I should have brought a friend But I had no care in the world, with a thousand different ways to sin Still the human remains a little human too, Self-sworn to secrecy, the feeling’s just too true Get it in, get it in, get it in, get it in you! Once you go, you never really leave Berlin (x?) (voicemail) God knows God knows (x?) Cancel the app store, cancel the sun end of days has just begun (there's) no believers left (x4) Monkees were wrong, who woulda thunk so bring in the cardboard and swallow the junk (it's) all a bit corrupt (x4) bring on the gators, bring on the sharks everybody's hitting and missing the mark (just) bring me to the dark (x4) Had all the good times, then left out to dry Trouble taught me how to fly (I’m) never gonna die (x4) Flat on my face, flat out broke Feels like just another joke (the) travels never stop (x4) Here is a dream, to which I can cling An artist living like a king (it’s) pulling me out, it’s taking me in (x2) Saving my pennies, saving my cents Spend it all on liquid confidence Plenty got the scent... Too many got the scent Nothing to lose, nothing to win Million ways I could begin (my) brain is in Berlin (x?) (voicemail) Run me through the mill Just another time to kill Survive off force of will You get off! It's my death-hill Seek out my favorite thrill Drinks on me and all served chilled Be careful not to spill Racking up a hefty bill (x?) (voicemail)
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about

It's Strange. It's Supercharged. It's Seventy Three Minutes.

Constructed over three and a half years (starting in 2018), Hell's Magnet somehow survived.

All songs written by Daisy Raygun except for Mother Of Pearl, written by Bryan Ferry and uploaded with all necessary legal rights acquired

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released March 4, 2022

Orion Perenyi - Vocals, Guitar, Phone, Guitorgan, Sax on 3 & 4, Harmonica on 4, Textural Keys on 2 & 3, Production, Mixing & Mastering, Lyrics (except track 12)
Emmett Wechsler - Drums, Coughs, Quality control, Initial Lyrics on Infected Green
Matt Wickline - Bass, Lead Vocals and Lyrics on 12 (singin' and screechin'), BG Vox
Jesse Cristofaro - Synths, Farfisa, Some Real Proficient Guitar (2, 3), Barking?

Josh Govier - Recording and additional/initial mixing

Billy O'Brien - Backing vocals (both distorted and untainted) on An Aching

Special thanks to Paul D. Millar and Michael Iaciofano respectively for indispensable advice

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