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King of the Trash Domain

by LAC4

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1.
The Juice 02:10
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2.
The Smell of Paint 04:24
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Eyeballs staring down the drain looking for something to find Falling down into my mind Feeling tingles up my spine The smell of paint turns me on So fresh, so fine The smell of paint turns me on Take a big whiff, give me some more treats and goodies on a plate they all look so tasty for me to eat yum so fresh, yum so fine what a surprise, they’re synthetic drugs Seeing pink orbs in the air starting to fall, starting to stare throwing up on the kitchen floor getting back up, looking for more Smells so good, smells so fine It opens up my one good eye To see the light, the truth inside The doors now open, can’t run and hide
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I Will Beat You To Death 04:34
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I am a flaccid emulator, young boy man instigator I fill up my generator with the blood I’ve lost Burn my hand on the cross, and I’m feeling so high I’ll lay in the streets with that soot in my eye If I’ve got to run away, I better do it fast For the future has come, just before the past And now I know what it means, to feel lonely and free Just for lovers in the sun, what does that mean to me I’m not angry, I’m not pissed, I’m just a little confused I put myself in my work, and my anxiety’s the muse Look at my enemy Feels like A brand new tragedy Sleeping on the MTV More like American Anime I take a walk in the park, with a knot in my tie Out of the corner of my eye what do I seem to spy A young lad with a bag and a coonskin cap Chasing down a bird, a seagull to be exact And then the seagull spins around, a look of death in his eyes And pulls out a gun, and shoots the boy in thigh And as the blood is running up and down and up the lane I keep on walking, its none of my business, I’m afraid Human beings are just another pesky disease Ignore the filth in your brain, just do as you please Here comes the end, it’s probably for the best It’s nothing personal kid, I’ve got a rat in my chest And If there’s one last thing I will beat you to death
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Tiger 04:24
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We move forwards without a sound Forwards deep into the ground But that’s where we once were and will be when the sun is gone Hair we’re loosing, plants the field a thousand offspring we won’t know Grey, grey, grey, grey Do we see, how far we’ll be When the world takes hold Join us in the heat tent It’s nice and warm Full of hair oh, so full of hair Hair everywhere! Hair everywhere!! I just wanna dress as a real ass tiger skip that furry shit, I wanna be a tiger eat some meat, tear apart the earth by the time we’re done, everything will be gone No matter who i’ve tried to be It’s always turned its back on me my bones filled with anxiety on this rock, a tiny flea There’s someone there waiting for you Ready to tear you in two deep inside your heart, No two are apart It’s up to you, to take the world and pin it by it’s heels It’s okay to be what you wanna be as long as you’re not a creep Why won’t you accept my tiger obligations I just wanna dress as a tiger and not have financial problems I just wanna eat my breakfast I just wanna eat my neighbor I just wanna be noticed in this godforsaken wasteland
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California Doesn't Exist 04:24
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Honey I can’t see far away Don’t have enough intuition to see See that space just out of reach My guts telling me its worth to try and get there Oh there just beyond the beach My submarine is waiting for me Come with me, we’re going down The tides of the water are too easy to drown Californian discectomy Airplanes cruising at 1000 degrees Felt some breeze between my knees The air I breathe fills me with unease No need to feel sorry bout where you are The world keeps on spinning, Spinning Your own personal world inside your car Might as well keep on driving, driving, The outside world is done and gone It might not be spinning, spinning Time is just gonna keep on track Depends on where you are to make it back The year comes to an end we’ve lost all sight of where we began We thought before that it gave us the worst Got my hands gripped on the wheel of a hearse I want the Californian sun to beat against my skin Peel me raw and throw me into the ocean Turning around is what she told me we will do by sometime soon my heart will no longer be in two
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Motorclēs 03:36
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Get your lawn box on the side of the road You give it you all, for that fresh flow Pick at your nose, with that coast to coast Falling for most, and the boast, and toast (MMm) Kicking through the kitchen like a microphone Slash at the river with the hot-flesh tones (oh yeah babey) Feel the water burst at the side of your knees I am the boy that you need to please To get ease In this melancholy world Kick your feet up and let the dirt get swirled Round and round your brain Prepare to feel the pain (I am on the inside and I don’t know where to go) Jump in the weeds, lets get breezy Come on now baby, lets get easy Ramp up the fryers with the telephone wire Parachute shoes playing bougie tunes And you better check your boots, there’s a mantis inside Shoot the hoops (Shoot the hoops, Scottie Pippen) One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight A bird on the pole, screaming (don’t be late, boy) Better eat your words, boy, you might get stuck Better than the back of a pickup truck Feel the muscles pulse, and wrap around your throat There’s a big ol’ lad, and he’s got a goat With a tooth to pick, and a bone to lick You better watch your back, he’s got a face to stick Jump on the mower the ignition in your hand Twist that bitch on, no need to stand Devour the bugs and win the race You never had the guts
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Rare Earth Metals 03:38
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Call out into the sea Gravitationally Myself I fall into Myself I fall into your arms The sons of the sky embrace me The moons of the sea embrace me Ship lost in a sea of dreams Keep it tight at the seams Find you Calling into the dark Find you Calling into the dark I Found you N we know its only right To see upon your mind The scars of a war well won A battle fought for far too long Up on mountain on high Venus watches down upon Don’t forget to turn the light off The face you once had now is gone
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Flesh Eating Bees II: The Fleshening 03:32
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The circles been completed The earth been defeated The swarm has come Nowhere to run How would you keep a pace Without your face You fall to your knees Raise your hands up in a plea Above you, the sky is gone Blotted out and swirling, There is no God There’s just the bees, Infinite and terrorizing Now that the earth is theirs You will die Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees The humans have gone Much too long It’s the bee’s time to shine gonna rip out your spine If the good bees go Then the bad will rise Shut your eyes And imagine the Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating Bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Flesh eating bees Old Moldy cheese Respiratory wheeze Disney’s Hercules Give me your keys Virus or disease Its all as they please Closed parenthesis God save the queen
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Shaq Shaq (Shaq Shaq Shaq) 03:56
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Comin up at you, from the north side Slidin up n down the court without an alibi Feel the grip on your sketchers, breeze in your hair Flyin down to the rim, of your underwear It’s time to lay it down, nice and easy Snatchin up the crown, with tiny little fingers Don’t let me down, scratch your sneakers Don’t have a cow, blast them speakers We out here rockin, n rollin, all over town In our hunchback, curled whip, open top gowns You don’t phase me, you know me, you don’t have a clue Gonna give you a kick right in the caboose Y’all ain’t know me (Shaq, Shaq, Shaq Shaq) Garfield’s got my ass, and that there’s a fact We be laying layin on the beach with that sand in my crack Keep your eyes on the skies, and hand on your backpack The big man scares me, with eyes so high Feel it break-in down to my inner pigsty Better what your back from the man in blue they are a panda, chewing through us like bamboo Crack down! Shaq attack A message to the old man, better watch your back I said Crack down! Hypochondriac Gorillas out here eating fleas like a snack Crack down! Shaq attack Eat the man, like he eats our plans I said Crack down! Nymphomaniac Gonna burn this country straight to the ground Ya’ll see, we on the road, driving to who knows where Like the sand on the fleas that live in my hair The bucket is full, hollowed in my chest Get out the way, we giving it a rest You feel the need to steal, got an appeal From the judges of house you know aint real From Antarctica to the coast of Madagascar Achieve the dream machine of working for nascar You got one foot, but that means no end It’s just following the trend of the bends I wrote in Sports are entirely toxic masculinity That being said, lets go play some volleyball I am a scrawny guy and usually these songs Have some sort of verse about kickin some dong If you wanted to deck me, please go ahead I’d like to get stepped on right on the head Than try to defend myself, if you can You can grab me the neck and throw me off a van I weigh like 118, that’s not a whole lot You should plant me in the ground. Bitch.
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/bās kat/ 03:24
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We’ve come this far so why doesn’t it feel like enough Don’t come to my doorstep begging for candy I don’t have any We feel like piles of lead Look at all i’ve done How much is gone, and out of the way My world is a couple of names I give myself the blame The sun begins to rise, heralding the coming of a new day It shines over the crisp, snowy peaks of the distant mountain range casting the light in a mixture of dark shadows and enveloping warmth The small men that live in other’s vans on the mountain don’t seem to mind the sun, despite their affinity for the indoors. They step out into the light, basking in the warmth, watching a small bee land on one’s finger and nibble at his cuticle. This offends the man. Now the bees are gone. The men start to paint the mountain, coating it in a smelly, viscous shade of red the light shines perfectly, blinding the eyes of the tigers, which leave small, red paw prints as they run back up the sides of the rocky cliff and will go hungry for another day. The moon sits, solitary, in the sky It captures all light, surrounding itself in a glowing aura, like a black hole watching down and casting its soft, turquoise shine across the mountainside, and the little men that live within They look up to the night sky and wonder what else is up there? past the limits of our sky, what else can exist? Will the earth subsequently collapse, foreshadowing the coming of a higher species? Of some power bigger than us? Is there a God? Is he, she, or It prepared for whats to come of the human race? The oceans, the moon, the sky, the land will tell the small men of their fate. What they really deserve in their tiny hellscape of their own creation. What’s left to do? The “bass cat” is a rare scientific phenomena, really not much is known yet, by our community but the hard work we’ve already invested won’t let us give up now. Gentlemen, never let anxiousness regarding unknown territories or vast worlds of knowledge yet explored hold you back. The time to act is now.
11.
Animal Farm 02:44
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We stand on our feet, on our knees, in the grease Fleas in the hair of those we don’t feed The water is acid, soot in the sky People are starving, the end is nigh You have to consume the apple of your eye In order to survive, the planet must cry And the trees are dying, nobody’s lying except for all of the corrupt politicians People living in sick conditions Putting us into hard positions My world’s on fire, how bout yours It’s not the way I like it And I’m getting really bored Throw your laptop into the ocean Teach your children to raise a commotion Take your meds to displace your emotions Give your devotion to a fake god Too many people not enough trees Stop having kids Start growing seeds The Earths on fire The humans are disease They say Fuck you nature They do as they please Too long they’ve stood, upon their throne Constructed of human lives and bones Stolen from us, its time we stand For this is not the chosen land To those up high, better watch yourself gonna break you off, like a continental shelf I’m gonna beat you down, feed upon your mind Pretty soon you’ll learn to find To respect human lives, liberty, and equality We’ll blast you into space, a brand new odyssey Burn down the system, each the rich you’ll find the man at the bottom of a ditch Bite the dog, so he bites the hand That hand will find its harder to stand Piss on the ground, they’ll eat your shit It’s the only meal they deserve to get fuck Donald Trump
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Intro to Devil in Waiting 00:09
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you know, if I were to die right now, in some sort of fiery explosion due to the carelessness of a friend - well, that would just be okay.
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Devil in Waiting 04:38
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I stomp my foot on the ground The clouds part without a sound Upon my brow a bead of sweat I am a powerful witch Stand on the beach Bitten by a leech All the blood is gone From what I see Sand underneath The soles of my feet Water laps up To my knees The sunset calls Into me Feeling glad For where I be The moon up there Bears your face Atmospheric Soul displaced Polychromatic consciousness Soul Spit within my mind Parallactic subordination I pay my dues to the devil in waiting I see the split Within my brain Fill it with concrete Do it again But that’s okay I take it in Lunch is served Embrace the pain A soul walks Through the fields Where’s it going No one cares Its it’s own journey Onward bound It is a beacon Amongst the clouds Feel the space underneath your fingertips Swimming into your bloodstream, you take it in It faces forwards, towards an unknown goal Theres no predictions about where it will lead A part of nature, a part of something even bigger Takes your palm and throws you into the sky Beyond the clouds is where it will go Deeper and darker, into the infinite void Beyond the sun, beyond the stars Beyond all the human mind can comprehend This is where you will be, eventually This is where we all will be, endlessly I plant my hands into the dirt Where I reside, no one can see Let the worms crawl into me I am a powerful witch Stand on the beach Bitten by a leech All the blood is gone From what I see The sunset calls Into me Feeling glad For where I be The sun shines through Endlessly Forwards bound Having me Polychromatic consciousness Soul spit within my brain Parallactic subordination I pay my dues to the devil in waiting This is where I want to be Feel my chest fill up with bees Lie in the sand, be one with the sea Let the planet do away with me Polychromatic consciousness Feel the flesh of the island king Parallactic subordination I pay my dues to the devil in waiting
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Dead Rat (Bonus) 02:36
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Hey! Hi there! Welcome to my home I see that you’ve come here alone That’s good! Quite good. Step right this way You’re just in time to watch the play I’ve shut the door And locked the key There’s no reason for you to scream Come inside! Come meet our guest! Introducing, the lord of pests I’ve been sitting patient Crosslegged as you please The trash bin is Up to my knees The trash is full Time to take it out Empty bottles and swill Put on a fucking mask Dead Rat In my brain Dead rat Drives me insane Dead rat On the floor Dead rat Give me some more I try to stay in my line My predesigned path. One that doesn’t get me super stressed out in the bath But now the lights been turned off swimming around in the dark Like a struggling fish Unaware of its surroundings Or my fish greg Shoutout to greg He fights his own reflection And eats a shit ton of worms Who fuckin does that The world’s gone to shit I’m just trying to live Oh well You know, we’re all doin it in our own ways Day by day Things will chance Eh, that’s all I’ve really got to say Good luck

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"King of the Trash Domain" is LAC4's debut bedroom-studio album, dwelling on the concepts of societal standards, belonging, bees, and religious preconceptions. 2.5 years in the making, a compilation of old and new releases alike, KOTTD exemplifies the self proclaimed "old man having a stroke on the beach" genre.

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released July 9, 2021

King of the Trash Domain Album Credits

All songs written, performed, and produced by Lucien Caro

Album design by Lucien Caro
Photography by Andy Caro and Lucien Caro
Fire by Cooper Jasiorkowski

With help from
Andy Caro - Bass on California Doesn't Exist
GOLFSHAWTY - Production on Rare Earth Metals
Cooper Jasiorkowski - Co-Writing and Guitar on Animal Farm
Additional Vocals by K Markillie, Amanda Kiley, and Luca Connors
Shaq Chorus: Bowen, Cynthia, Jay, Jelly, LAC4, Luca, Miez, October, Sean, Shelby

Special Thanks To
Dad
Mom and Tommy
Max Daniels
Cooper Jasiorkowski
K Markillie
All of my friends and family
My cat, Tigerlily

Dedicated to Zeus and Coco

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