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06:56
2.
05:46
3.
09:40

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Warning: may contain memes.

Gear used:
— Ibanez RGA32
— Cort C4
— Yamaha CS1x
— Stagg MD-1000
— DigiTech RP255
— Sennheiser HD 201
— Sony MDR-XD200
— Audacity 2.0.3

credits

released October 6, 2013

Nelson Dorian Masson a.k.a. Crocodile Deathspeed : Vocals on tracks 2 & 3, Guitars on tracks 1 & 3, Electric bass on tracks 1 & 3, Synth Drums on track 1, Keyboards on track 1.

All music composed by Nelson Dorian Masson. Lyrics from track 2 written by Nelson Dorian Masson. Lyrics from track 3 written by Anonymous. Recording, mixing and mastering by Nelson Dorian Masson. Cover art by Nelson Dorian Masson.

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Track Name: 221B
I was bored and alone, in my flat
Nothing ever happened to me, that's where my life was at
Strange circumstances led me to meet a strange dude
He was somehow magnetic, albeit being kinda rude
It was like he knew all my life by just looking at me
Even if he explained later it felt weird and kinda creepy
Told me "let's be flatmates" and even before I could say yes or disagree
He said : "The name's Sherlock Homes, and the address is 221B"

Come find us in Baker Street
That's where we solve the mysteries, where we figure out shit
Come find us down in Baker Street
We got the most genius and annoying man that you will ever meet

My name is Dr. Watson and I am a soldier
Northumberland Fusiliers — Yeah, an army doctor
Even if I wouldn't admit it, I missed the thrill of the battle
He gave this back to me, which put my life back in the saddle
When I understood it could be dangerous, I jumped right into the wagon
And I've not been disappointed; I got my fair share of action
Bouncin' bouncin' on the law, it's always the same dance
We solve crimes, I blog about it and he forgets his pants

Come find us in Baker Street
That's where we solve the mysteries, where we figure out shit
Come find us down in Baker Street
We got the most genius and annoying man that you will ever meet

We followed the footprints of a gigantic hound
Met a woman whose domination power knows no bound
A crazy taxi killer and chinese assassins
Boy, we met in person the 7 deadly sins
But now he's gone. And I can't believe it's forever
He fell — into the trap of a human spider
Who tried to make believe he was a fake, but I belive in Sherlock Holmes
And if you believe too and keep the faith, surely in no time you'll again be able to

Come find us in Baker Street
That's where we solve the mysteries, where we figure out shit
Come find us down in Baker Street
We got the most genius and annoying man that you will ever meet
Track Name: IT BEGINS
Hey Faggots,
My name is John, and I hate every single one of you. All of you are fat, retarded, no-lifes who spend every second of their day looking at stupid ass pictures. You are everything bad in the world. Honestly, have any of you ever gotten any pussy? I mean, I guess it’s fun making fun of people because of your own insecurities, but you all take to a whole new level. This is even worse than jerking off to pictures on facebook.
Don’t be a stranger. Just hit me with your best shot. I’m pretty much perfect. I was captain of the football team, and starter on my basketball team. What sports do you play, other than “jack off to naked drawn Japanese people”? I also get straight A’s, and have a banging hot girlfriend (She just blew me; Shit was SO cash). You are all faggots who should just kill yourselves. Thanks for listening.