From the recording Eat Your Heart Out (2018)
"Seven-Headed Monster" hearkens in sound to your nineties roots, that effortless pop playfully interrupted by the electronic chop and belied by lyrics revisiting a theme dear to me, the discovery and experience of the sacred not through institution but in the everyday and in love, the creation of one's own cosmology. The moribund/more abound word play is a supple example of how language at times seems to contain intrinsic clues to a profound spiritual truth beyond its surface signifying, as though carrying and conveying the very first divine word from which it arose, poets and songwriters being not word smiths but diviners of that original truth. - Ethan
Written & Produced by Billy Webster
Lead Guitar by Asher Weiss
Recorded at The Jersey Dream
(c) Shampoo Girl Music, 2018
Lyrics
When I find religion there’s one thing I’ll never do
I won’t build a rickshaw with some rubber and some glue
And pull you around, you around, you around
‘Cause I will be too busy with my lady and my lawn
And I won’t need a break to get it up or get it on
Or burn it to the ground, to the ground, to the ground
“Cause my book of the dead and this breaking of bread
Leave me more abound
And you touch me where fire and water do not make a sound
A sound
So come on all you sinners let me take you for a ride
‘Cause there’s no absolution, there’s no gluttony, no pride
In my soul, in my soul
And there’s no sign of grace that’s gonna come to where you are
As heaven’s light’s descending through the window of a bar
On your soul, you beautiful soul
‘Cause you can’t raise the dead when you’re under your bed
Baby touch the sky
Or you’re just a position for sex and religion to try
To try
Moribund, moribund, moribund, more abound
Moribund, moribund, moribund, more abound
Moribund, moribund, moribund, more abound
Moribund, moribund, moribund, more abound