The Drowned World

by Kirkapella

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For the 2013 RPM Challenge, Kirkapella and Rob Rarren teamed up to create The Drowned World, a nautically-themed 10-song album that uses only percussion and vocals to create a densely textured seafaring adventure for your ears. Percussion by Rob. Lyrics and vocals by Kirk. Album title inspired by the novel of the same name by J. G. Ballard.

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released March 1, 2013

Drums, percussion, beats: Rob Rarren
Lyrics, vocals, sound effects: Kirkapella

Album artwork: Kirkapella

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Track Name: The Man on the Ship in a Bottle
Call off your sea dogs and you'll be my siren.
I've spent all my limes in your brine. Years are gone and
My ocean reflects the sunsets of your eyes.
Pulled into your tide, I've capsized. Now I'm drowning.
Yeah.

Memories flood back now: the luau where I met you.
We got lei'd, said our vows. But the sea called and I left you.
I want you to know that my world is your oyster, baby.
But it's too late now. For the ocean, she has claimed me.
Yeah.
Track Name: Through the Vines
I woke up on the island completely alone, awakened by the realization that there would be no escape.

I'm here for life.

And on my thirteenth day here, I started to see some things I can't explain.

There were footprints in the sand in places where I had not gone before.

I followed them for some time.

They lead into the vines.

I stepped into a clearing where grasses grew, all the while fearing what I already knew, for in the center of it all: a hole.

A hole as wide as I am tall.

And looking over the edge, I saw my own eyes staring back at me.

And now the only thing I spy, the only thing I see, is the sky.
Track Name: Rosie Rosie Rosie
You rolled into Snowfield,
Big sis behind the fifth wheel.
Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do?
There's no one around
In this ghost of a town,
Except the ghosts and the dead that have found you.
And then they walked in,
Those gun-toting big men,
A cleft chin for her and him too.
Too many surprises.
Ripping off disguises.
Ripping of a human face or two.

I wanna see you dressed for The Grammys,
Charming a generation of doom.
I wanna see your devil in the flesh,
Sucking a Jawbreaker as your food.
I wanna give my strange heart to Miss Kitty,
And I wanna sleep with your beauty too.
I'm gonna get off at the last stop to nowhere.
Tell me, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do?

You wanna see something?
Pretend it's nothing.
Rosie, Rosie, what do you fear?
Something is not right,
'Cause something is outside
And something is getting nearer.
A monster butterfly,
A scream on the phone line,
Some name that you couldn't hear.
Government intervention,
Cheap plot convention,
The lipstick scrawled on the mirror.

I wanna see you dressed for The Grammys,
Charming a generation of doom.
I wanna see your devil in the flesh,
Sucking a Jawbreaker as your food.
I wanna give my strange heart to Miss Kitty,
And I wanna sleep with your beauty too.
I'm gonna get off at the last stop to nowhere.
Tell me, Rosie, Rosie, Rosie, what you gonna do?
Track Name: Il Capitano
The captain was a genius,
But had trouble with his penis.
Yeah, he couldn't float his boat in the sack.
And the captain's wife was furious.
She said, "I'm really curious
How the fuck you expect to fuck me with that."
So instead he started lickin'
Where she said to put his dick in,
And the crew members remember that day.
'Cause when the captain went down,
She made such a sound,
Everybody on the ship could hear her say...
"Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh!"
Track Name: Use Some Butter Sauce
When you're eating lobster, make sure you keep your bib on. You gotta always keep you bib on 'cause a lobster's a really messy thing to eat. It's got a shell. A hard shell. You gotta take your knife and fork, and your other lobster tools, and you gotta stab into the lobster and crack its shell. Keep your bib on while you do it. Keep your bib on. When you're crackin' that lobster shell, you gotta try to keep your bib on 'cause it's messy. Lobster's really messy. It gets juice everywhere. Lobster juice goes everywhere. All over the table and everywhere. You gotta stab that lobster. Keep it clean. Keep your bib on. Keep your bib on. Stab that lobster. You gotta pry off that shell. Try to get to the meat on the inside. You can put it in your mouth if you can. It might taste good. Put some butter on it. But always keep your bib on. When you eat lobster, keep your bib on. You gotta always keep your bib on when eating that lobster. Use your fork. You gotta stab that lobster shell. You gotta crack it with a hammer or whatever you have around. Try to crack the lobster open and eat it out of its shell. Use some butter sauce. Don't spill the butter sauce. Don't mess up the table. Keep your bib on. Keep your bib on. Keep your bib on. Bib on. On.