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We decided one evening that we would write an album. An entire album. In that one evening. This is what came out the other end.

The physical CD's all come in homemade individually numbered packaging with a quirky insert. Each disc is decorated with unique hand-drawn artwork.

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released July 1, 2009

Grey Milk is Jesse Houle & Sean Watson.

All songs (music & lyrics) written and recorded by Grey Milk with additional contributions from Tim Denson, Jesse Thompson, & Jenny Winchell.

Recorded & Mixed at Clover Haus in June 2009 by Tim Denson & Grey Milk.

Nobody's Favorite Records & The Branch Collection

NFR 021

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Grey Milk Athens, Georgia

You are here... sort of.

We are natives of New England and currently base our operations out of Athens, GA.

We're part of Nobody's Favorite Records and The Branch Collection: two obscure, amorphous groups of folks who collectively pool our efforts of creativity- primarily those of the musical variety. These monikers give us the appearance of added legitimacy.

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Track Name: Growwwler
weeeeeEEEELLLLLLLLLLLL...

Sean has got a growler
Don't know if he done drank it all
Yeah, Sean's still got a growler
He's whippin' out one of his balls
He's sending text messages
To all o' his exes
I think he gone and drank it all.

Jesse's got the Riesling
His state is lookin' critical
Got two bottles of Riesling
And the talk's gettin' political
When his wrists start floppin'
You know he ain't stoppin'
The good time's turnin' cynical

Well hey we're drunk on wine and growlers
Singin' Journey with a wobbly dance
(Don't stop believin'!)
We're drinkin' whiskey, bourbon, white zin
The air is filled with broooooooomance
Now we're whippin', floppin'
Broin', wobblin',
Weeblin', squeeblin'
Grumpin', slumpin'
Rockin', sockin',
you know we ain't stoppin'
Flipper was my favorite Hollywood dolphin
(REST IN PEACE!!!)

I think we gone and drank it all.
Track Name: Wingmen
I just got a phone call
Jerry needs a wingman
He says at the gay bar
We're goin' to the gay bar

Wingmen at the gay bar

We roll up to the gay bar
We stroll into the gay bar
We're hangin' at the gay bar
We'll be bangin' at the gay bar
Wait, what?
...not there's anything wrong with that

Wingmen at the gay bar

Women at the gay bar
Straight women at the gay bar?
We were wingmen at the gay bar
Now we're creepin' at the gay bar
(Creepy at the gay bar)

Wingmen at the gay bar
Track Name: Spicy > Salty
I was bored
I needed something to eat
So I took my car
For a drive down the street
I went to the store
And guess what I found
Some fucking Santitas
For $2 a pound

I'm goin' to buy chips and some salsa
I like-a de chips, but I love-a de salsa

I got to mi casa
I ripped open the bag
I cranked open the jar
And I started to snack
It was brand new to me
It was from the Frog Ranch
I gave it thumbs-up
With salsa-covered hands

I think I'm in love with this salsa
This company makes a really good salsa

Pickled peppers, fresh onions and parsley
Vine ripened tomatoes make me happy
The salsa's so spicy, the chips only salty
And now I realize the chips are just a novelty

I only buy chips for the salsa!!!
Track Name: Dedükated Edükator
elephent disembowelmant sans mayo
Track Name: Dinosaurus
When I was drivin' up 95
I couldn't believe my road-worn eyes
What is that? I don't know!
Up ahead in the road!
Couldn't believe that it was so
I could barely make it out amidst the smoke
A mass of muscles, scales and bones
As big as a tower, as tough as a stone
A reptile of considerable size

And all around him, people from the news
Askin' him things like what he planned to do
And he said something so unkind
He said,
"You had all sealed your fate
When you accepted the first state
And now it is time to die!"

Dinosaurus,
Don't destroy us
Please go back to your prehistoric life
In 2116 we'll build a time machine
And then we can meet you back in time

We were taken by surprise
By how much Dinosaurus despised
A state that we all hated too
We said, "Look,
I know that this might come as a shock
but everyone else thinks Delaware sucks!
It's a state with a Napoleon complex
And you can't even get a hooker like you can in Rhode Island!"

Dinosaurus,
Don't destroy us
Please go back to your prehistoric life
In 2116 we'll build a time machine
And then we can meet you back in time


He looked at us as though perplexed
Let out a big roar like Tyrannosaurus Rex
And told us that we had no hope
He said, "They charged me 20 dollars in tolls
There's nothing but malls here and credit card assholes
And this place smells like a pterodactyl's shit."

I said, "I ain't never smelled pterodactyl shit
But leave us alone and we'll take care of it
You can't blame us all for this terd
on the butthole of a beautiful country!"

Dinosaurus,
Just one more chorus
Beggin' you please to spare our lives
We'll build a new a machine
To cleanse our country
Of this shitty fuckin' garbage heap with nothing to offer

Dinosaurus,
You stand before us
And threaten to take all of our lives
But you gotta believe us
I swear to Jesus
We're ready to get rid of Delaware tonight

Dinosaurus,
You're enormous
And we're all intimidated by your size
In 2116 we'll build a time machine
And we can buddies until the end of time
Track Name: A Moor...Eh?
I know you can never do anything
But I love you
I know you'll never amount to anything
But I love you

You're a massive failure
And I don't know why I love you
But I do
It's true

I know your mother made a big mistake
When she gave birth to you
Can't believe you've lived to be this age
But I love you

You're totally worthless
And I don't why I love you
But I do
It's true
You're totally useless
And I don't why I love you
But I do
It's true

I know that your life ain't worth anything
But I love you
And I know that I don't know everything
But I definitely know that's true

Your life is meaningless
And I don't why I love you
But I do
It's true

There's nothing you can do to make you mean a thing to anyone at all and when you're dead there will be a party and the world will make a holiday for the day you died for you
(You're not worth anything at all to anybody in the world but I know that I love you)

For you...
(I love you...)
Track Name: Be Aggressive, Charlie!
There's something I've been meaning to say
Been thinking about it since the very first day
I met you, but I didn't know how
To put into to words until now...

You love me and you want my nuts in your mouth
(Put your nuts in my mouth!)
Love me and put these nuts in your mouth
You love me, yeah-ahhh

You say that I need to bathe more
You say that I need to shave
You say that I need to bathe
But baby true love just don't look hygiene that way

You love me and you want my nuts in your mouth
(Put your nuts in my mouth)
Love me and put these nuts in your mouth
You love me, yeah-ahhh

I say here's a big tip
After work do you want a lift?
You say if this wasn't my job
I'd kick your ass for being such a perverted slob

You love me and you want my nuts in your mouth
(Put your nuts in my mouth!)
Love me and put these nuts in your mouth
You love me, yeah-ahhh
Track Name: Hit It with a Stick
I was walkin' down the alley and I saw some shit.
What did you do, son?
I hit it with a stick!
Hit it with a stick, son; hit it with a stick!
Gonna find some shit, gonna hit it with a stick

Cruisin' up in my Impala when I spot some shit
What did you do, son?
I hit it with a stick!
Hit it with a stick, son; hit it with a stick!
Gonna find some shit, gonna hit it with a stick

Rolled up to the mall and I bought some shit
What did you do, son?
I hit it with a stick!
Hit it with a stick, son; hit it with a stick!
Gonna find some shit, gonna hit it with a stick

Sittin' in the public stall and I dropped some shit
What did you do, son?
I hit it with a stick!
Hit it with a stick, son; hit it with a stick!
Gonna find some shit, gonna hit it with a stick

Buyin' french fries on the boardwalk and they taste like shit
What did you do, son?
I hit it with a stick!
Hit it with a stick, son; hit it with a stick!
Gonna find some shit, gonna hit it with a stick

I was tryin' to make a mime talk, homie didn't say shit
What did you do, son?
I hit him with a stick!
Hit him with a stick, son; him it with a stick!
Gonna find some shit, gonna hit it with a stick

I was pimpin' on my celly but it worked like shit
What did you do, son?
I hit it with a stick!
Hit it with a stick, son; hit it with a stick!
Gonna find some shit, gonna hit it with a stick

Watchin' Oprah on the teli and it looked like shit
What did you do, son?
I hit it with a stick!
Hit it with a stick, son; hit it with a stick!
Gonna find some shit, gonna hit it with a stick

Aw shit
I got two sticks, how many sticks do you have?
I have 1-2-3-4
(Sheeiittt)

When I was only thirteen, started playin' with my dick
What did you do, son?
I hit it with a stick!
Hit it with a stick, son; hit it with a stick!
Gonna find some shit, gonna hit it with a stick

My bitch was makin' such a scene; she was showin' off her tits
What did you do, son?
I hit 'em with a stick!
Hit 'em with a stick, son; hit 'em with a stick!
Gonna find some shit, gonna hit it with a stick

I was strollin' in the park and I saw a little bitch
What did you do, son?
I hit it with a stick!
Hit it with a stick, son; hit it with a stick!
Gonna find some shit, gonna hit it with a stick

Cop was blowin' up the spot and actin' like a dick
What did you do, son?
I hit him with a stick!
Hit him with a stick, son; hit him with a stick!
Gonna find some shit, gonna hit it with a stick

I was walkin' in the woods and I saw a stick
What did you do son?
Track Name: Misplaced Manatee
There's a good chance that it might happen
It might not happen right now
If you keep your eyes open
Things in life work out

So you tell me that your puppy
Was bitten by mutagenic a clam
And he morphed into a monster
Who destroyed half of Brimingham
So you drove to Alabama
To rescue poor old Spot
Got pulled over on the highway
And the cops found all your pot
Now your sittin' in a jail cell
Prayin' for your pup to arrive
And break you out of prison
Before you do hard time

There's a good chance that it might happen
It might not happen right now
If you keep your eyes open
Things in life work out

So your neighbor killed your azaleas
And chopped down your favorite tree
Even after you told them,
"A substantial portion of the root structure was on my property."
And every time you have company
They file some complaint
And you're pretty sure they hit your car and
Tore off half the paint
So you're praying for a Godsend
(Oh, Lord!)
Like a terrible disease
E-coli or Ebola
Or cancerous testes
That spreads throughout their body
(Whole body!)
In less time than a week
While they're out on vacation
To Oahu, Hawaii
And they git hit by a tsunami
And it washes them away
Where they get eaten by a manatee
Who poops them out in Grizzly Bay
And the poop gets stuck to a tire
Of a dirty old dump-truck
That smears it all over the highway
Yeah, that just might be enough

Well, there's a good chance that it might happen
It might not happen right now
If you keep your eyes open
Things in life work out

Yeah, If you keep your eyes open
Things in life work out

Yeah, If you keep your eyes open
Things in life work-
Track Name: Anamnesis
Looking back on things
I love everything,
The good and bad times,
The fun and sad times
All seem comforting

Everybody's view
Of the past is skewed,
We look back on things
And our memory
Has a rose-tinted hue

In Whitinsville on rocks,
or Ohio theme parks,
I grew a moustache
But now it's June and
I had to shave it off

In Cabins on Cape Cod,
In Jamie and Kippy's garage,
with Stu and Zumi,
Whiskers and Puffy,
with frogs in tiny ponds,

Silly hat birthdays,
Student written plays,
The Golden Package,
The Manilow Men,
And 85 North Main

Life's a crazy show
And I hope that you know
How much this all meant
To me my good friends
But now it's time to go

We had good times with our friends
But all good things must end
The good and bad times
Given enough time
Everything will end