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Flora​/​Fauna

by McWeakerton

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1.
Flora 01:54
Feeling like a sea turtle caught in your plastic ring. Love me like a used sofa, just like a useless thing. Clinging to the walls that represent your throat. Learning from the local flora how to float. I am turning into steam, leaking from this waking dream. I am turning into steam, leaking from this waking dream. Feeling like an anchor dragging over solid land. Feeling all my shivers culminate til' you cant stand. Looking like a body buried underground. Up atop your golden head, your paper crown. I am turning into stone, copper sheen from head to toe. I am turning into stone, proper machine utero.
2.
Tadpole 03:02
Sprained neck from lumpy mattresses. Bad sex, breeding giraffes in small rooms. Redecorating their tall tombs, it's not in the brochure. Tadpole, been growing fingers in a small bowl. Been ruminating my growth spurt. We fell from heaven and, yeah, it hurt. I guess that I'm not sure. They'll find me face down in the pool. Dead center puddle of my drool. Grind my teeth in my sleep til' I wake up again. I think my brain needs a little more oxygen. You need me more than I need you. New plan: lixiviating my new hands. Return to ocean at high tide. Return the fear of the outside. I'm turning back to air. They'll find me face down in the pool Dead center puddle of my drool. Grind my teeth in my sleep til' I wake up again. I think my brain needs a little more oxygen. You need me more than I need you. Tadpole. They'll find me face down in the pool. Dead center puddle of my drool. Grind my teeth in my sleep til' I wake up again. Biting nails, lacerated esophagus. Amphibi-underwhelming. Reptiled floor never ending.
3.
Beeswax 02:40
Fly paper has somehow lost it's anchor. I'd wager I'm now your lord and savior. I heard these bees are bogarts. Fine living goes somehow still forgiven. I'm spinning more plates than I've been given. I'd hoped you'd send a postcard. I don't mind that your head is full of honey. It's just all these flies in my skin keep spending money. With no one here, there must be something buzzing round between your ears. There must be something buzzing round your head. Smooth sailing to cure what you'se been ailing I'm bailing before my legs keep failing. See ya later, alligator. Violator, personal Space Invader: I'm in favor of "Hey we'll see ya later!" In a while, crocodile I don't mind that your head is full of honey. It's just all these flies in my skin keep spending money. With no one here, there must be something buzzing round between your ear, must be something buzzing round your head. It's hard to learn the negative and positives of beekeepers. The ebb and flow of fussing round your neighborhood. I'm sure that you've been buzzing onto something good. There must be something buzzing round your head.
4.
Dogbite 01:33
5.
Bucking off this mechanical bullshit. X-Ray eyes looking straight through my wallet. I'm pretty sure that I've been doing my best but if it wasn't for the internet, I'd be so depressed. Wasted what you paid for. Covet, not clever. Painful as a bedsore. Honest, not better. Mid-day moonrise, limit screentime. Careful what you wish for, you might just find it. Round up by the decimal. Book bad, I'm stupid. Reset sundown, punch my lights out. Bucking off this mechanical bullshit. X-Ray eyes looking straight through my wallet. I'm pretty sure that I've been doing my best but if it wasn't for the internet, I'd be so depressed. Ended the discussion, it never happened. Ya'll got me blushing. Flattered, no, flattened! You can't blame this Sega Genesis. Bucking off this mechanical bullshit. X-Ray eyes looking straight through my wallet. I'm pretty sure that I've been doing my best but if it wasn't for the internet, I'd be so depressed. Looking for god, well I hope that you found it. Microwave burning holes through my stomach. Well, I guess this is all just as well, we can bully Ronald Reagan when we're all down in hell. Wasted what you paid for.
6.
Crawdead 04:12
Is it that easy? Refusing a bouquet of empty promises, receiving any blame. Can't hold a candle to the way you see your flame. The sound of your own voice, I can still hear in my head. It's the same old shitty song. Got pissed off now your pissed on. Let me guess, it's not your fault? Maybe something got stuck in your craw? Let me down again, it's no surprise you would. Remember what was said, won't do you any good. Burn my memories, turn them into ash. Wear me on your clothes, wash me from your hands. It's the same old shitty song. Got pissed on now your pissed off. Let me guess, it's not your fault? Got stuck in your head, got stuck in your craw. It's the same old shitty song. Got pissed on now your pissed off. Let me guess, it's not your fault? Let's pretend this never happened at all.
7.
Dead Bird 02:38
All hail, Dead Bird, you loved your own reflection. You've been interred in a gas station trash bin. Well I've been, you've been. I've been, you've been. That crown of twigs' cutting off circulation I'm through, I quit, end of conversation. I've been you've been I've been you've been. I've been you've been I've been you've been The worst part of the best days you ever tried. Now a martyr, pulse has quickened, end is coming soon. It's a hammerhead, I'm just a goldfish on it's side. I choose my bed to make, I'm choosing to believe what I consume. The worst part of the best days you ever tried. Now a martyr, pulse has quickened, end is coming soon. It's a hammerhead, I'm just a goldfish on it's side. I choose my bed to make, I'm choosing to believe what I consume. Cause I've been, you've been, I've been, you've been. I'll bend, you'll bend, I'll bend, you'll bend.
8.
Toadshade 02:47
Ain't this a sticky situation? Seems that the train has left the station. When your body meets the floor, won't be with me anymore now will you? You need to come to the conclusion. Your presence is coupled with contusions. With your words around your neck, don't mean any disrespect, Now do you? Don't feel anything much at all. Raw deal, these faces I don't recall. Conceal your daylight savings withdrawal. Command prompt closing out my windows. Python freezing up my work flow. All these icons shiftly made, all these shortcuts that we laid control. I will be referred as the following: Flat Circle, Incidental Geometry. Mile over mausoleum. Where'd my time go, have you seen him? I will be referred as the following: Flat Circle, Incidental Geometry. Mile over mausoleum. Where'd my time go, have you seen him? I think I can fight it, I think maybe we can suss it up to: Aw hell, just look at where the time go. These days is rolling out the window. Wear a clock like Flava' Flav, imagine all the time you'll save. Don't feel anything much at all. Raw deal, these faces I don't recall. Conceal your daylight savings withdrawal. Ain't this a sticky situation?
9.
Permadeath 03:41
Pierced by your tongue, coated in Vaseline. Caught in the middle with both of your hands full. Stumble a little in front of the faithful. Pulling my chain now my hearts a machine. Pierced by your tongue coated in Vaseline. Prayed for a couple extra sinks I could piss in. Dragging your knuckles like an ape through the kitchen. Feeling bizarre like my heads filled with air. Spit in your eyes that I've seen everywhere. Careful down that way, could be free to play. This ain't anime. Exaggerated my sense of patience. Happily waited but now I'm burning out. Don't move a muscle I reject your conclusion. I barely noticed I created confusion. Call me Unmoored, I can rule from the ash. Barking up snakes like you all could've asked. Careful down that way, could be free to play. This ain't anime. Exaggerated my sense of patience. Happily waited but now I'm burning out. Exaggerated my sense of patience. Happily waited but now I'm burning out. I'm wide awake at 4 in the morning. I'm feeling anxious. Can't fight the feeling that I'll end up just caught in the middle with both of my hands full.
10.
Nothing left to lose, Hope I never see your face again. What has this done to you? I won't be singing your praise for them. Precious little death, we knew this never was permanent. Falling through the floor, the way it felt made perfect sense. Don't you know that I will never be shaken off? I couldn't relieve you, as selfish as that sounds. I'll be hanging my head and spilling my doubt, it's all the same and reused. A helping hand, a form of love. I won't forsake your name. I don't have skin in this game.
11.
Mouth meet silver spoon. Mouth want violent arms race for the moon. Mouth run about as fast as it can. Mouth big enough to swallow Japan. Take 5 until you get more. Take fire until you get more. Walled up when you're Vince Vulnerable. Walled off til' your portfolio's full. (It's free real estate) Do you even know? Do you even know what you're saying? Do you ever feel? Do you feel like all that you're saying means nothing? Do you even know? Do you even know what you're saying? Do you ever feel? Do you feel like all that you're saying means nothing? Mouth speak about what the deal is. Called out on it's opinions. Black Hand, give me a Lucien Lachance. Not much seperates you from that. Do you even know? Do you even know what you're saying? Do you ever feel? Do you feel like all that you're saying means nothing? It's a bit ironic, build platform, make profit. Opinion spoke loudly, I think you're just like me. It's a bit ironic, build platform, make profit. Opinion spoke loudly, I think you're just like me. It's a bit iconic, burn platform, be toxic. Position spoke proudly, I think you're just like me. Do you even know? Do you even know what you're saying? Do you ever feel? Do you feel like all that you're saying means nothing?
12.
Consequences took a full load. I'm hard of hearing, ya know I hate to say I told you so. Half of nothing, still a run through. I'm slow at reading, even worse on a Sudoku. Built too nervous, need a restart. Always anxious, still the worry is the worst part. Hypochondri-acting humble. Always dreaming who'll be speaking at my funeral. Brace for anything. Brace for anything. Brace for anything. Brace for anything. Keep it simple. Keep on trying. Keep on searching all my symptoms til I'm dying. Time to exit out the front door. In the end I'm only getting I paid for. Brace for anything. Brace for anything. Brace for anything. Brace for anything. I am the deer. I am the semi. I am the blood, the crash, the broken headlight. I am the smoke. I am the tires. I am the feeling of a body set on fire. I am at fault. I am to blame. I am the instinct to skip town and change your name. I am the bug. I am the screen. I cannot wait to be less man and more machine. I am the deer. I am the semi. I am the blood, the crash, the broken headlight. I am the smoke. I am the tires. I am the feeling of a body set on fire. Consequences took a full load. I'm hard of hearing, ya know I hate to say I told you so.
13.
I feel like my head is screwed on forward, head is screwed on backward, head is screwed on forward, head is screwed on. I know that my heart is in the attic, brain is in the basement, spine is in a basket, feet in the front lawn. Toes so broke I'm only moving backwards, only moving sideways, only moving forwards, only moving on. Recommend a place I haven't heard of, thing I haven't thought of, ways to lose inertia, something I can focus on. I'm aware I never see the upside, never see the downside, never see the outside, never look ahead. Do you mind you're spinning round in circles, spinning round in circles, spinning round in circles, spinning round my head. I'm afraid of fingernails and Band-Aids, dentistry and earthquakes, shadows in the basement, disappointing friends. I'm convinced that I'll come back to haunt you, you'll come back to haunt me, I'll come back to haunt you when one of us is dead. Who are they, better that way? You never really show your answers. Summer day, pink lemonade. Will I become a salamander? I'll admit I'll never lift a finger, never even bother, thoughts come in and out like needle pulling thread. In the clouds like self entitled airplane crashing on the runway, that's a bit dramatic, I know what I said. Croak as much as Frog inside the doorway, Frog inside the hallway, Frog inside your conscience, Frog in the machine. Take a break I'll give me one more chance, I'll give me two more chances, head inside the deerlights, I know what I mean. Who are they, better that way? You never really show your answers. Summer day, pink lemonade. Will I become a salamander? I will haunt you forever. I will haunt you forever. I will haunt you forever. Reverof uoy tnuah lliw I. Who are they, better that way? You never really show your answers. Summer day, pink lemonade. Will I become a salamander? Evergreen Homecoming Queen. They never even saw you coming. Here you lay stiff as a plank. I'm sure you turned to something stunning. I feel like my heart was put in backwards, heart was put in Squidwards, heart was put in inwards, heart was put in head.
14.
Fauna 01:21
Feeling like the sharpest tool inside a burning shed. Lose me like a newfound brain inside an unscrewed head. Clinging to the walls I've realized are not real. Learning from the local fauna how to heal. I am turning into smoke. Seeping through your garden hose. Remembering how to feel: Flora float while fauna heal.

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released May 20, 2022

Written and Recorded by:
Chris Coble
Will Mauchmer
Alex Yeomans

Mixed and Mastered by:
James Hughes

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McWeakerton, formed in Grand Rapids MI(2018), is an indie math rock group comprising of Chris Coble on Guitar and vocals, Will Mauchmar on bass, and Alex Yeomans on drums. Get Weak

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