S4E10: That's Game Baby

Oh That? That's Episode 10 of szn 4 of Jam Mechanics, Baby. We finish out the season by defying all expectations and proving our worst enemies wrongOUR SZN 4 FEEDBACK FORMJam Mechanics is a podcast hosted by Matt (The Narcissist Cookbook) and Bug (Bug Hunter) where we are challenged to write a song demo from scratch every episode. If you'd like to download the demos we showed off, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠you can go to our ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Bandcamp⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ or ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠website⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ to pay-what-you-want to support us!⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and our brand-new discord is here⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and follow us on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, etc!Please rate / review and share the show (and our music) with friends!-- SPOILERS FOR THIS EPISODE BELOW ------Bug's Song-----Title: The StormPrompt Page: Jester --> Punch and Judy --> The DevilLyrics:I ain't scared of The DevilI don't believe in Bad LuckThey tried their best to convince mebut the grift never stuckBecause the Devil's just ThunderWhen you hear it you hideits just the sound it makesThe Danger outsideGo to bed, go to bed, little darling rest your headyou are safe from the storm while you sleepThe crashes you hear, so far off, nowhere nearcannot hurt you when you sit with meWhen I was young, just a kid, my own mother told me thisthat storms were the gods in a fightI imagined the battle, the roar and the rattle,was the lord keeping watching in the nightSo I ain't scared of The DevilI don't believe in tall talesShe tried her best to convince methat's where everyone failsBecause the Devil's just ThunderWhen you hear it you hideits just the sound it makesThe Danger outsideSo go to bed, go to bed, little darling rest your headits not God who keeps watch over usIts the roof that we built, its your pillows and quiltthat your mother and I put our trustwe're cursed by a god with illusion of choicewhen survival depends on the one to destroyand we're judged as a sinner as if we could stop butI will put you in the crib before I put you in the coffinso I ain't scared of The DevilI don't believe he existsBut someone had to invent himand I am damn scared of themSo don't go out in The Storm, loveNot because of the noiseThe thunder is harmlessIt's only the voiceSo don't go out in The Storm, loveNot because of the noiseThe thunder is harmlessThe Devil's their voice---- Matt's Song -----Title: The Vulgar TonguePrompt Page: June Gloom --> Colloquialism --> SlangLyrics:they hear us coming but they don't know where we're coming fromthey see us perching at the edge of the townwe talk in circles and we gabble in tonguesand we crow like the birdson the slope of the churchpicking eyes out of fresh cadaverswe're c c coming we're c c coming ohwe are the very dregs, that leaked onto your kitchen floor from a hole at the bottom of the barrelwe are the nameless things that sing you to a restless sleep crouching at the outside of your windowwe are the urges you can't purge, the easy lies you tell, the flies that gather in the eyes of cattlewe are the thoughts you bat away you can't ignore, like the rotten tooth you tongue and dig around in when you're boredand we're coming(we're c c coming oh we're c c comin oh)solothey hear us coming but they don't know where we're coming fromthey think they're safe if they plug up their earsbut there's a backdoor to every heartand we knock just to check if it could take a kickand we paint a red cross on the timberwe're c c coming we're c c coming ohyou are the favourite children, lauded above all, the shining sceptre at the centre of creationyou are a princess, just a grotesque mess of senses, you're an empty car just begging to be drivencan you imagine what's like to be the bedrock of the world, to realise your purpose is just to be stepped onwell you know what, don't you worry bout it child - you hear that knock? soon you won't have to imaginewe're coming