HRG - Vol. 1

by Marc With a C

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A lo-fi EP based on a character that seeks out fantasy r*pe.

Take it with a grain of salt, it might be true.

I was in a weird place when I made it back in 2003.

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released July 1, 2003

Borrowed 4-Track from Jessica Frick.
Everything else: Marc With a C

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Marc With a C Orlando, Florida

Marc With a C was born at a very young age. He's been making lo-fi nerdy pop jams for about fifteen years now, and his latest album is called Unicorns Get More Bacon. He's been featured in Wired magazine, has won the Orlando Weekly award for Best Indie Act in 2003, 2010 and 2011, has played major festivals such as Athens PopFest and Nerdapalooza, and his live shows are sweaty pop workouts. ... more

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Track Name: MWS
You don't need the money this week
But you've still got a hankering to go down
Town

To see the boys
You've seen them all in 18 years
Seen enough

Levi's close-up

To last a lifetime
You're the girl that hasn't drank anything from a bottle
Yet, tonight

You've got a permanent scar on your upper lip
And you swear it's from getting punched as a child
Punch the clock, I'll pay for

Your attention, lock my car on your way in
And I'll roll the windows up
Some guys don't wanna talk
And that's fine with you as long as they

Promise not to leave a bad taste in your mouth
There's a room and it leads to an alley
And in between is the bathroom stall
That you wrote your number hoping
Someone would like your offer

And give you a call
Teeth are the only thing that separate you from

Being 65 and perfect
It takes a lifetime to get to wherever you are
But only takes a minute to stain the rug

Punch the clock, I'll pay for
Your attention, lock my car on your way in
And I'll roll the windows up
Some guys don't wanna talk
And that's fine with you as long as they

Promise not to leave a bad taste in your mouth
So love like you've never been burnt and
Work like you don't need the money and
Love like you've never been burnt and
Work like you don't need the money and...
Track Name: Chasing The Bug
You don't like girls at all
The boys want you
For one thing
But that's the norm
Don't speak when you are spoken to
If they're lucky
You might respond
With your watery
And teary eyes

Your slight bit of karma
It ran over my dogma
Your demons
Are fit to be tied up

It makes you want to throw up
But that's the allure
You're dirty like you're chasing the bug

With connections like this
Who needs an enema?
You wanna cross
The most personal line?
Leave a message
Stating your desires
You know mine
You already know mine
You're kicking cigarettes
But you don't smoke
The alleyway is now a lifelong drug
It's gritty and nightmarish
And every trip is different
You're dirty like you're chasing the bug

If you impregnate me
I won't bear a child
I'll give the world
A poisoned fruit
My body is a temple
That arsonists are burning down
I'll kneel
At my very own pew

My clergy, my rabbi
My baptismal pool
I will worship with my knees on the rug
Bless me when I return
To the evils of the world
I'm dirty like I'm chasing the bug

The congregation
Holds my head under the water
Until the bubbles stop rising up
And I won't be saved
Until the liquid fills my lungs
I'm dirty like I'm chasing a bug
Track Name: HRG
I want to give up the control that I've attained
By having no control at all
I'm sick of spending nights by the computer screen
Waiting for the mailbox to glow
If you don't make demands I can't respond
In fact I probably won't
I can't make new friends because they just won't comprehend
How I would sell myself but I won't even smoke
Stay in for days and then come out at night to play
"Hey! Rape girl!" is the theme of your campaign
Keep me for days and then just throw me away
"Hey! Rape girl!" is what all of the boys say

A beer bong of wine might get me drunk
I'd rather feel the sting of a new scar
If it don't get me off I'll go out looking goth
And watch him fuck the strings of his guitar
I know I'm self-caged and I can be contained
I'm like chilled juice in a Thermos with a crack
I don't mind the whip but I prefer your bare fist
To lay me out with no dignity intact

Stay in for days and then come out at night to play
"Hey! Rape girl!" is the theme of your campaign
Keep me for days and then just throw me away
"Hey! Rape girl!" is what all the boys say

Stay in for days and then come out at night to play
"Hey! Rape girl!" is the theme of your campaign
Keep me for days and then just throw me away
"Hey! Rape girl!" is what all the boys say
Track Name: She Loves The B-Sides
She's up against the guardrail
Wearin' our old t-shirt
The one I used to sell out of the back of our RV
She smiles through sound check
To the bass reverberations
And knows all the variations of our set list on this tour
She bought a bunch of merch
Before we played a single note
She walked here all alone to watch us be the opening band
I put the pick to my guitar
And sing "La-la-la-la-la"
And she repeats the words in awe at the top of her lungs

She knows the words to all the songs
Even the bad ones
Especially the songs that I can't stand
Our biggest hit
She says it's her best friend
We say goodnight
I think she's our biggest fan

She runs a fansite
Just in her spare time
And the message board is nice but the Java's gotta go
She quotes our lyrics
On a page in her LiveJournal
She's so maternal bringin' us dinner on the road

She knows the words to all the songs
Even the bad ones
Especially the songs that I can't stand
Our biggest hit
She says it's her best friend
We say goodnight
I think she's our biggest fan

She shakes my hand
After our short set
And says that she's upset that we don't play b-sides anymore
I give her my number
And I take hers in exchange
And I promise that someday I'll play them for her on the phone.
Track Name: Every Inch Of You
Tell me that you love me
Tell me things you won't tell anyone
I don't care what desire is
But I can probably fill it
Don't ask about my bedroom
Cause you won't find answers there
It's got sparkles, glitter, metallic stars
Rockets, toys, just say

That I could love each inch of you
And still not know a thing about you
You can take a sleeping pill
And just get through tonight

Well, life's just something
That I do to pass the time
The only thing that's real and free
Is when I cannot breathe
I don't really like men
I just like the whole damn species
And sparkles, glitter, metallic stars
Rockets, toys, all that fun stuff

And I could love each inch of you
And still not know a thing about you
And you can take a sleeping pill
And just get through tonight

I slap myself to masturbate
I try to break the skin
The bruises on my face are trophies
I can love you selflessly
But I return the calls
Of anyone who finds my website
And give them sparkles, glitter, metallic stars
And rockets, toys, all that fun stuff

Cause I could love each inch of you
And still not know a thing about you
And you can take a sleeping pill
And just get through tonight
And if doctors put you into tubes
Study every inch of you
And I'd still love each inch of you
Every single inch of you
Track Name: Long Distance Dedication
She acts surprised
To hear his voice on the telephone
And says "Silly boy, don't ever scare me like that"
She seems so comfortless
When she's on the telephone
And says "October is only two months away"
Then she says "If you need to get away
And ever want to rustle up the dirty bed you've made
Come to Chicago and share a warm bed for a change"

Does she sleepwalk?
Does she need to be held to get to sleep?
Would she wake me up at 3 AM to offer something to drink?
Does she slow down
When it's too much for her weary feet?
Does she stay up thinking of when I'm thinking about her and me?
I'll take a plane because I need to get away from
Running on fumes and bumming friend's spare change
I'll go to Chicago and have a warm meal for a change

I'd never thought of you as others do
"Innocent" and "untainted" never crossed my mind
If you think I'm delusional, that's fine
But if life permitted I'd give you what's left of the best years of my life.
Of my life

She acts surprised
When he hangs up the telephone
And says "Silly boy, you don't know me at all"
She seems so effortlessly
Whimsical and charming and gorgeous and all of the above
But October is just too far away
When she moans like...

And then she says:
Love like you've never been burnt
Work like you don't need the money
And kiss like your tongue is on fire

Love like you've never been burnt
Suck like you don't need the money
Fuck like your body's on fire

Love like you've never been burnt
Suck like you don't need the money
Kiss like your tongue is on fire

Love like you've never been burnt
Work like you don't need the money
Kiss like your tongue is on fire