The night begins
She clocks her card and starts her shift
There’s no one here
The room is dead
She opens up
and takes a look around the place
This place conceals forbidden treasure
Your secret’s out, your secret’s out
Your double life, what’s that about?
Your secret’s out, your secret’s out
Filthy lie- not allowed
This door is locked
There’s another down the hall
She walks on in and there’s a smell
The room is dark
Something glimmers on the floor
The kind of thing that dwells in hell
I must get out, I must get out
The doors are locked, I start to shout
Hear heavy breathing, turn around
Snapping neck, then no sound
A caustically funny, riff-filled assault on everything that makes this world suck—yup, it's a new record from the legendary Mudhoney. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 9, 2023