The march of the heavy pets
The March Of The Heavy Pets - MP3
Lyrics
NOTE: I had not completely finished the lyrics to this song when I recorded this demo, and I'm not 100% thrilled with them now, but this is as far as I am to date. They don't quite match the recording (at end of the last refrain, most noticably), but imagine these words instead:
the heavy pets are animals the heavy pets are cannibals the heavy pets are hungry they're punctilious gourmets the heavy pets are on the march the heavy pets are still at large the heavy pets are gorgeous ample bust and trunk and fuselage hide the women and children the women and children fall in you've got the uniform birthday issue pressed and shorn somewhere between a stampede and parade they line you up and call you to attention and subject you to inspection and spit shine your unmentionables the heavy pets are salivating bad at waiting the heavy pets haven't time for prissy pricks or your regrets you make them sick the heavy pets weren't asking you the heavy pets are coming through the heavy pets are bringing you along so just try to relax they say it isn't so bad once you get used to it rank upon rank swank and swarthy the party is starting the armies are champing at the bit you're a bag of meat the heavy pets aren't listening they're glistening and you can bet the heavy pets are wet with everybody else's blood the heavy pets are burning fur the heavy pets are purring slurs the heavy pets have teeth like pins and nails and knives and riding spurs hide the women and children the battlefield is strewn with red confetti the heavy pets make ready to stake their claim and hoist their leather flag
Music
Chords
This song is in E minor.
Structure
AA BB C BB C D AA BB' C
A = riff B = verse C = chorus D = bridge
Author's Notes
This song was written as a sort of theme for my next wave of glam material meant to succeed the original P1xel set. It's about the writer's libido as I suppose most boys' rock songs are. I was listening to a lot of Marilyn Manson at the time, and the prechorus is a pretty straight lift from the prechorus in his 1999 single Rock Is Dead.
This would obviously benefit from a cleaner "studio" sound, with beats and electronics and what-not. Also, it needs a freakin' guitar solo after the bridge, which I never attempted on this demo.
I'd also like to point out that I used the awesome word "fuselage" in this song years before Mr. Vlasses used it in Cola Wars' excellent "Three To Waltz".
