Biografia:
Matt Wixson is a huge ska fan (he used to be huger but has lost a little weight) with too much time on his hands. His solo sounds range somewhere between the manic play-everything style of Bomb The Music Industry! and the stripped-down acoustic ska of Chris Murray. In his other solo project, Babylon Party Machine, Matt plays an original combination of techno-ska.
He takes a no-bullshit approach to songwriting and wouldn't sing words unless he felt they were worthwhile. His songs can be political or personal, funny or depressing.
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Quatro anos de trabalho duro!Neste mês de maio fizemos quatro anos no ar. Continuamos trabalhando na divulgação deste maravilhoso instrumento, obrigado por participar da nossa história!
Official Website: http://www.myspace.com/mattwixson
Signed to: Open Hand Records
Intro: (G D Em C) x2
G C D G C D G Em
D
Everybody shave your heads
Everybody make your beds
Well everybody's welcome in my compound
We're gonna get to the moon somehow
Well everybody sell all your trash
And everybody donate the cash
Well everybody's welcome to make me rich
And be so thankful to be my bitch
Em C
And all I need to do to convince them
Is to tell them I have a religion
The power's all in the definition
G D Em C (open)
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't say that we're a cult
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't call me a fucking cult leader
Everybody's getting along
Everybody's singing the songs
Well everybody has come on down
To live together in Wixson town
Everybody put on your robes
And everybody plug up your nose
Everybody's going to drink tonight
To hitch a ride on a satellite
And all I need to do to convince them
Is to tell them I have a religion
The power's all in the definition
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't say that we're a cult
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't call me a fucking cult leader
Why can't a guy, do what he likes
With promises of an after-life
Well what if I'm right, and what if they die
And we ride in a comet cross the sky
Let people choose what they should do
Let them consume my magic juice
Wear Nike shoes, live in canoes
I'm not that man, that man is you
It's you, it's you, it's you, it's you
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't say that we're a cult
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't call me a fucking cult leader
(Spoken with the intro)
I probably don't need to tell you, but there are many many wicked people in this world
want to tear you away from your family, your church, your religion, your faith, and your God.
And the only person who can protect you from these bringers of Satan, is Matt. That is
you need to give all your money, your property, your belongings to Matt, he will protect you.
Also, you need to give him your sons and daughters so he may use however he pleases.
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't say that we're a cult
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't call me a fucking cult leader
Signed to: Open Hand Records
Intro: (G D Em C) x2
G C D G C D G Em
D
Everybody shave your heads
Everybody make your beds
Well everybody's welcome in my compound
We're gonna get to the moon somehow
Well everybody sell all your trash
And everybody donate the cash
Well everybody's welcome to make me rich
And be so thankful to be my bitch
Em C
And all I need to do to convince them
Is to tell them I have a religion
The power's all in the definition
G D Em C (open)
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't say that we're a cult
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't call me a fucking cult leader
Everybody's getting along
Everybody's singing the songs
Well everybody has come on down
To live together in Wixson town
Everybody put on your robes
And everybody plug up your nose
Everybody's going to drink tonight
To hitch a ride on a satellite
And all I need to do to convince them
Is to tell them I have a religion
The power's all in the definition
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't say that we're a cult
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't call me a fucking cult leader
Why can't a guy, do what he likes
With promises of an after-life
Well what if I'm right, and what if they die
And we ride in a comet cross the sky
Let people choose what they should do
Let them consume my magic juice
Wear Nike shoes, live in canoes
I'm not that man, that man is you
It's you, it's you, it's you, it's you
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't say that we're a cult
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't call me a fucking cult leader
(Spoken with the intro)
I probably don't need to tell you, but there are many many wicked people in this world
want to tear you away from your family, your church, your religion, your faith, and your God.
And the only person who can protect you from these bringers of Satan, is Matt. That is
you need to give all your money, your property, your belongings to Matt, he will protect you.
Also, you need to give him your sons and daughters so he may use however he pleases.
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't say that we're a cult
Well I'm just trying to save some souls
So please don't call me a fucking cult leader
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