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pleasehelpmebringmygraciehome

by Slut Prophet

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1.
Grownups 02:01
i need you i need you i (x6) but you dont care for me now no you dont care for me now you got so much freedom now only when i need you huh (x2) oh you're too cool for me now (x2) well i just want one more night with you 'cause im so fucking lonely without you I'm so fucking bored without you Why'd you leave me all alone now I'm too young to be alone I need you here with me now I want to see you here I need you i need you to see me here
2.
My boss is a creep dont whistle at me im being nice dont want you to come home with me dont call me honey im just trying to make make money you dont have an excuse to flirt with me you're so gross i see you in here three times a week and you say it's so you can only can see me (x2) if you're gonna fuck me at least tip me first (x2) 'cause i make less than you middle aged man at the bar what's a girl to do (x3)
3.
Intermission 05:46
most men don't understand the difference between a girl who is scared and a girl who is shy A girl who is shy is afraid to speak up A girl who is scared is afraid of what will happen when she does Us girls, scared, shy and even brave alike, all want to say what's on our minds we want to shout from the rooftops from the street corners from the alleyways from anywhere else you may here us but there is a frog stuck in our throats and that frog is named shame. Shame because we should be more modest than that shame because we should be more lady like than that shame because we must not talk too loud or else we'll wake up our brothers Shame because we could never tell our mothers what happened because then she wouldn't have a picture perfect daughter Her modesty's washed down the drain she surely didn't use her brain when she picked out what to wear that morning she went out walking and all the boys were talking At every corner she crossed her eyes were nearly going crossed because she did not know where to look The ground was too vulnerable But other people's eyes were even worse because one look would be mistaken as permission for one kiss or one tease or one cat call If her head was held up tall, she would be asking for it And dont you dare tell me it's chivalry Because If there wasn't a problem i wouldn't have to write this poem at all If i wasn't scared for my life every time i go out i wouldn't have to write this poem at all If i wasn't bombarded with comments from every man i see in the summer Or flooded with calls every time i clocked onto work at the bar i wouldn't have to write this poem at all If there wasn't a problem you wouldn't have to listen to me now But i am not scared and i love to yell No i am not shy i want all of you to hear what i am saying now The day you realize that feminism is more than remembering to put the toilet seat down is the day i will shut up Even if it takes ten thousand flushes i will wait for them all I will stand patiently until the day anyone can use any stall They want to In public Without fearing harassment or judgement For the anatomy that they have Or do not wish to have I will sit patiently With my legs wide open Until the day i don't have to be modest If i don't want too Until the day i can be modest If i choose to And the day where I'm allowed to change my mind The day where a man will listen to me when i tell him I'm not in the mood Instead of pressuring me To shave for him to shut my mouth for him To make love to him to make room for him and to not make a scene And to not be such a drama queen And to not overreact And to not cry And to stop making poetry
4.
You put the sun so high in the sky for me but i didnt notice i was busy looking for another one one that would shine brighter or last a little longer for more than twelve hours 'cause with that sun sets i get bad again
5.
most men don't understand the difference between a girl who is scared and a girl who is shy A girl who is shy is afraid to speak up A girl who is scared is afraid of what will happen when she does Us girls, scared, shy and even brave alike, all want to say what's on our minds we want to shout from the rooftops from the street corners from the alleyways from anywhere else you may here us but there is a frog stuck in our throats and that frog is named shame. Shame because we should be more modest than that shame because we should be more lady like than that shame because we must not talk too loud or else we'll wake up our brothers Shame because we could never tell our mothers what happened because then she wouldn't have a picture perfect daughter Her modesty's washed down the drain she surely didn't use her brain when she picked out what to wear that morning she went out walking and all the boys were talking At every corner she crossed her eyes were nearly going crossed because she did not know where to look The ground was too vulnerable But other people's eyes were even worse because one look would be mistaken as permission for one kiss or one tease or one cat call If her head was held up tall, she would be asking for it And dont you dare tell me it's chivalry Because If there wasn't a problem i wouldn't have to write this poem at all If i wasn't scared for my life every time i go out i wouldn't have to write this poem at all If i wasn't bombarded with comments from every man i see in the summer Or flooded with calls every time i clocked onto work at the bar i wouldn't have to write this poem at all If there wasn't a problem you wouldn't have to listen to me now But i am not scared and i love to yell No i am not shy i want all of you to hear what i am saying now The day you realize that feminism is more than remembering to put the toilet seat down is the day i will shut up Even if it takes ten thousand flushes i will wait for them all I will stand patiently until the day anyone can use any stall They want to In public Without fearing harassment or judgement For the anatomy that they have Or do not wish to have I will sit patiently With my legs wide open Until the day i don't have to be modest If i don't want too Until the day i can be modest If i choose to And the day where I'm allowed to change my mind The day where a man will listen to me when i tell him I'm not in the mood Instead of pressuring me To shave for him to shut my mouth for him To make love to him to make room for him and to not make a scene And to not be such a drama queen And to not overreact And to not cry And to stop making poetry

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this is the little solo project ive been working on for the past few months or so...please enjoy, i recorded it through a trash bin

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released July 13, 2016

thank u to my boyfriend for putting up w my worrying n stuff

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