Pixies - Subbacultcha

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Intro
There is something about this song
This is a song about something there

Verse 1
We did the clubs, what ass
I was hoping to have her in the sack
I was looking handsome
She was looking like an erotic vulture

Bridge 1
I was all dressed in black
She was all dressed up in black
Everything was fine down here
What you call it here?
Call it what you will here
Way down in this
Subbacultcha
Verse 2
Her warm white belly
In the life I'd lived had seen nothing finer
She shakes and she moves me or something
She’s like jellyroll, like sculpture

Bridge 2
I was wearing eyeliner
She was wearing eyeliner
It was so good down here
Saving for my scrapbook here
Way down, down, down in this
Subbacultcha

Verse 3
Now we live on the sea
And relax and ride the tack
Drug running on this Panamanian schooner

Bridge 3
She walks the deck in a black dress
And me I dress up in black
And we listen to the sea
And look at the sky in a poetic kind of way
What you call it when you look at the sky in a poetic kind of way?
You know when you grope for luna!

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Pixies

“In 1988, the Pixies sounded like no other band. By 1991, every band sounded like the Pixies.”

Pixies are an American alternative rock band which formed in Boston, Massachusetts, United States in 1986. The band consists of Charles (Black Francis) Thompson IV (vocals, guitar; also known as ‘’Frank Black’‘), Joey Santiago (lead guitar) and David Lovering (drums). Until 2013, the band also featured Kim Deal on bass and vocals. The band officially split in 1993 and reunited in 2004. They went on hiatus in 2007, with each band member pursuing projects of their own, only to reunite in 2009, with the announcement of a new tour commencing in Europe that summer.

The band’s style of alternative rock music is heavily influenced by punk and surf rock, and while highly melodic, is capable of being tremendously abrasive at the same time. Francis is the Pixies’ primary songwriter and singer and has a distinctly desperate, yowling delivery. He has typically written cryptic songs about offbeat subjects, such as UFOs and surrealism. References to mental instability, violent Biblical imagery, and physical injury feature in many of the band’s songs.