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Brownwall

We make music for our own sanity. Whatever mood strikes. Whomever from the circle is available. For over two decades. Cheapest therapy in the world. We hope you find some joy in it too.

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00:03:11

The Devil and Frank Pussy

Brownwall ·

2025/08/31

(Originally recorded for The Lucky Nightsticks' THRONESTER album in 2008) Gonna dedicate this song to Frank Pussy I was coasting right to Heaven But I've been trapped by the Devil I filled my bag with good intentions But I've been trapped by the Devil Incarcerated by my emotions Right and wrong is drowned in emulsion One dirty deed bred My expulsion Bash in my compulsive brain Please demolish my brain I bought my ticket right to Heaven But I've been trapped by the Devil I signed away my material

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00:03:18

Resting Skink Face

Brownwall ·

2025/08/28

Looking for a treat at the bottom The disco ball controls Bring the lizard moves to the middle On the down down low Scraping the juice from the bunghole The barrel died a hero Fueled by the afterparty kumite Wearing nothing but my criminal stare It's arresting It's arresting It's arresting A resting skink face Don't be afraid by this dangerous look It's just my moneymaker Electric moves with placid glare The icon brings them home It's arresting It's arresting It's arresting A resting skink

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00:03:38

Smooth Sailing

Brownwall ·

2025/08/27

All the mistakes made on the rebound Bares a soul so fragile Feel the pain and recognition All my bones Ride into the wave Wait out the break of day All smooth sailing Comes naturally Hollowed fragments watch from the middle distance Like a paper mache jury Unblinking and so inhuman Find the sea Ride into the wave Wait out the break of day All smooth sailing Comes naturally Living proof is something inspired Proves survival is possible The lines the horizon Find the dream Ride into the

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00:03:05

Hand Me That Hose

Brownwall ·

2025/08/25

Smoldering on the screen In this weighted environ Saving breath for the onslaught In just a flash Ima need you to hand me that hose Smoky air Gonna help to Pass this time Smoky air Envelop me All the time Gathering steam for the next one In this room full of spectral light It's the insane ones who need a push In just a flash Ima need you to hand me that hose Smoky air Gonna help to Pass this time Smoky air Envelop me All the time Smoky air Gonna help to Pass this time Smoky air Envelop

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00:02:48

Puny Humans versus Glinkle

Brownwall ·

2025/08/24

I've always been a tortured artist Waiting for that perfect canvas The ink began to spill and never stopped Then Glinkle rose from the dunes Lost a hand Lost in sand Waiting for a medic, versus Glinkle Holding my howler All aboard the baggage train Fifty commissions later he still inspires A head of steam committed He severed limbs but not the best ones But still he's such a rude, rude boy Lost a hand Lost in sand Waiting for a medic, versus Glinkle Holding my howler All aboard the baggage

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00:03:26

Hitting the Street

Brownwall ·

2025/08/14

All music by John Makarewicz and Nick Nunziata

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00:02:54

A Month with Thundershrimp

Brownwall ·

2025/08/10

Living on the road stinkin’Off the coast of Nova Scotia Spindly legs and stalky eyes The smallest companion Just another month with Thundershrimp Eating flakes from a Petri dish Helping to summon courage Crustacean can’t bat an eyelash Just another month with Thundershrimp We’re on our own The weary one The silent one My decapod I will never regret a single thing Many hands to offer friendship Taking him to the coldest sea I can Gotta free the little man Biological clock is ticking He has

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00:02:41

Junktongue

Brownwall ·

2025/08/05

He walksThe shape is unmistakable In his silhouette you can see the Eye of Braxus Junktongue Junktongue, the reptile disco savior He's slithering to Valhalla But only for a spell Indescribable schedule Junktongue Junktongue, the reptile disco savior Weird eyes Slippery skin Color is always changing Lizard man Is he terribly cool Or is it just his blood Junktongue Junktongue, the reptile disco savior Stephen Murphy - Drums, Bass, Backing Vocals Nick Nunziata - Guitars, Vocals

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00:03:08

Space Beaver Visits the Equator

Brownwall ·

2025/08/01

It’s getting lowIt’s getting low It’s getting low It’s getting low Where the world clips its belt is exciting Galactic rodent needs to know Feel the tug of the compatible climate Slipping down below It’s getting low It’s getting low It’s getting low It’s getting low It's warmer where the bulge is apparent Moisture forms where it needs It's not the Homeworld but it has its essence Freeing up them genes There goes my 'Beav Space Beaver There goes my 'Beav Space Beaver visits the Equator There

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00:03:07

Seapoint Dippin' Biscuits

Brownwall ·

2025/07/28

Seapoint dippin' biscuitsIn the back of the car In this line of work you always have to come prepared And you know there's no help coming Only another batch of sweetened bread Seapoint dippin' biscuits Instead of eating the help The egg he hatched from had zero nutrients left And you know there's no help coming Only another batch of sweetened bread Seapoint dippin' biscuits In a bowl full of blood There's no judgment here only our admiration Seapoint dippin' biscuits We need an endless

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00:03:54

Slither Here

Brownwall ·

2025/07/27

I got a line on a pack of reptiles looking for a place to throw down Now all I can think about is getting them on the dance floor with the disease Slither Here Slither Here Disco Balls are burning and the whole affair is turning into a cold-blooded masquerade So save me baby I'm a slave to the party and there's only one way to keep it sane Slither Here Slither Here Able-bodied bouncers couldn't muster any courage to turn the house lights back on It's such a difference when the reptile inferno

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00:02:52

Hark the Fogbaby!

Brownwall ·

2025/07/27

A traveling band in this Warm enticing circle of friends Focus just above the trees What is that shape? Something in a bonnet Floating free of care Someone smoky Stolen from home A gorgeous lump Hark the Fog Baby Cylinder of glass Deep inside the ground For all the world to see Stolen from home A gorgeous lump Hark the Fog Baby Hark the Fog Baby Stolen from home A gorgeous lump Hark the Fog Baby Nick Nunziata - Drums, Guitar, Vocals Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Bass, Backing Vocals

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00:02:54

Earth Moves

Brownwall ·

2025/07/26

This Earth moves slowlyNot too slow to catch us lagging Honest words hand to heart The gravity's winning I see the end of the canvas Frayed and begging to be trimmed My shears are bent and rusty Might ask for some assistance It’s my globe But it’s spinning on your axis Just send me ‘round And look the other way The Earth moves slowly Nestled in a rhythm The signs seem further now Dirty erosion A constant reminder of the joke of the time As it stares me down Just step over the line It’s my

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00:03:30

Hoof of the Grail Mammoth

Brownwall ·

2025/07/19

It’s never really overAt least in my lonely mind A final realm to conquer at least in the text of the time I see the totem from your history In the traveling museum of mystery All alone with the hoof of the Grail Mammoth It's a long way from the Forbidden Zone But it'll do in a pinch Its power is nostalgia I’m thankful I can save it I see the totem from your history In the traveling museum of mystery All alone with the hoof of the Grail Mammoth It's a long way from the Forbidden Zone But it'll

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00:03:48

Night Calls

Brownwall ·

2025/07/16

The night calls like an omenDrags souls into the streets Whispering of opportunity When no one is looking The night calls when it’s hungry And food is plentiful Check yourself before The menu claims its prize Everything is negotiable at night Will you answer when the night calls? But when the shadows hide your choices die Will you answer? The night calls like a lover To share in its embrace Spend emotion carefully It is watching The night calls to the lonely A glimmer in their eye Trading

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00:02:21

Digestif

Brownwall ·

2025/07/13

All music by John Makarewicz and Nick Nunziata

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00:03:22

The Displacer

Brownwall ·

2025/07/03

It walks through the valley of the bonesTakes the darkest corners as it's on the hunt Eyes that move along the silky black Syncing up with everybody's pulse Don’t blame The Displacer Wade in the wake of its run Don’t blame The Displacer Bathe in rain from the hunt Don’t blame The Displacer Fall into your place on the chain It's been a long, long walk Cravings override its dormant state Watch as its body takes its shape Don’t blame The Displacer Wade in the wake of its run Don’t blame The

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00:03:34

No Imagination

Brownwall ·

2025/06/23

Inside the room the silence startsThe writer barricades his thoughts What once was rich and free of doubt Is now a void and filled with fear The loss of thoughts A frail persona A cryptic victory The spell that I'm under Imagination is going away Imagination is going away Imagination is going away Imagination is going, going away No imagination No imagination No imagination No imagination The well dries up and shadow falls Another mark The years go by The smoking gun No mystery The paper

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00:03:29

The Middle of the End

Brownwall ·

2025/06/22

Filling stationFumes intensify an already loaded question Weak at the knees sucking painful air Why knock a man down with a sledgehammer when a feather will do Sending the message is the key to diplomacy It's not reciting poetry It's not what you say but if you get the words out without falling face down "I love you" is regurgitated rhetoric from a rose-tinted age Greeting card inspiration stops dead a trembling ticking telltale heart "I love you" is the first shortcut to the middle of the

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00:03:11

Loaded

Brownwall ·

2025/06/22

Original recording on The Lucky Nightsticks' 2015 album 'Vibrator' I am someone's son A bit of everyone When I seek truth I find the vacuum and suck the life from a room This is a loaded gun This is a loaded gun And I am a loaded drunk My hands aren't shaking 'Cause that is a greeting And this is a load of fun I am a buttered bun Tasty like anyone In the event I find my comeuppance And blossom into a mushroom This is a loaded gun This is a loaded gun And I am a loaded drunk My hands aren't

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