The Raping Mammal's lyrics & chords

The band was born in a puddle of gasoline somewhere near the border of Russia and Poland. In this gasoline spawned two perfect music writing minds. Those of the likes of Robo Guerilla Abraham Lincoln and Saint Mountain Master Burt Reynolds. The smooth acoustic flow was stewed in the funky innards of the post-soviet union, until the birth of the truly divine. This nugget of godly melody was christened Still Better Ignite. An almost nostalgic narration of the truly super-ego fueled conception of masculine and feminine tones erect in even the...read more