Break It Down

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Break It Down is a 13 song compilation featuring material from Pantychrist's hard to find earlier releases and some brand new tracks. With all previous releases sold out or out of print, the band reached into the vaults and put together a cuntpilation featuring tracks from ShEPeed (2004), Demolition Dirty (2005), Never Love Anything (2005), Pantychrist (2007), plus rare and exclusive material from 2010 and 2011. Deciding what to include was a daunting task, but through the course of its 13 tracks, Break It Down reveals Pantychrist to be anything but a one dimensional shock rock gimmick. A mix of speedy punk blasts topped with metallic overtones and insanely catchy vocal melodies are served up with a heaping dose of attitude. All songs were hand picked by Danyell and Break It Down is the perfect introduction for those who are just discovering Pantychrist and the wealth of rare material also makes it an essential listen for the longtime fan.

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released December 28, 2011

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Pantychrist Hamilton, Ontario

Female hardcore punk band from Hamilton, Canada. A full throttle blast of estrogen fueled aggression: angry, intense and unrelenting. Formed in 2003 after a chance encounter in a womens washroom, Pantychrist is:

Danyell DeVille: diabolical screaming
Emma-O: six string armageddon
Jen 0' Cyde: subsonic devastation
Emma Sunstrum: infernal pounding
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Track Name: Bitch
BITCH
I'm gonna get what I want. Not gonna stop 'til I hit the top.
I'm gonna reel 'em in. Smile while I lie till you trust me
Cheat till I die cause you need me Gimme gimme gimme...
Bitch...
I'm gonna soak up all the fame. I got no talent but I'm real vain.
Zeroing in on your pain, I'll find the soft spot and poke it.
Now you're all bruised but I'm perfect. Gimme gimme gimme...
Bitch...
Track Name: Never Love Anything
NEVER LOVE ANYTHING
Never love anything
Scrape it off
Never trust anyone
Never love anything

Scrape it off. Fake it ‘cause all is lost, loss of cause
Never love anything Birds shit bee sting Flowers die, babies cry
Scrape it off. Scrape it off. Scrape it off. Scrape it off.

Dump your boyfriend
Fuck his best friend
Monogamy is a crime
Never love anything

Scrape it off Love will grow, love will die waste of time.
Never love anything Birds shit bee sting Flowers die, babies cry
Scrape it off. Scrape it off. Scrape it off. Scrape it off.

Dear John, I’ve left, I’m gone... with your best friend, he’s good in bed
Dear John, I pawned the entrapment ring you so desperately forced upon me on your knees.
My little dog.

Are you deaf, are you blind?
All of you are just a waste of precious time
Cut your throat to save a dime dollar sign
Never love anything Birds shit bee sting Flowers die, babies cry
Scrape it off. Scrape it off. Scrape it off. Scrape it off.

Never love anything
Scrape it off
Never trust anyone
Never love anything

Scrape it off. Fake it ‘cause all is lost, loss of cause
Never love anything Birds shit bee sting Flowers die, babies cry
Scrape it off. Scrape it off. Scrape it off. Scrape it off.

Dear John, let me count the ways to crush you
I keyed your car, I killed your dog
Dear John, your friend really fucked you over
He’s such a puppet... I love to fuck it for now.

Are you deaf, are you blind?
All of you are just a waste of precious time
Cut your throat to save a dime dollar sign
Never love anything Birds shit bee sting Flowers die, babies cry
litter bug lick my rug don’t try suicide superman's paralyzed.
Never Love Anything
Never Love Anything
Track Name: Peepers
PEEPERS
Secret… and no one else can see me
And no one would believe me
Cause no one else must know about this it’s my little secret
And no one else can tell me
And no one else can see me
And no one else can talk about this like my little secret
And I can always see you
I’m watching from my window
I see you taking off your clothes I’ve seen you do this often
Naked little panties, pink and yellow purple
I see you always walking with those dirty little eyes

Dirty Little Eyes…

Secret… and no one else can see me
I’m hiding in the shadows
I’ve watched you for so many years I feel like your protector
And you don’t even know me
You don’t know what my name is
I even tried to fuck my window once ‘cause you’re so pretty
I love you and I want you
I want your hand to marry
I never knew that one day I would have you for my own
The dirty little secret
My dirty little secret
It would make you sick inside if you ever knew

Dirty Little Eyes….

Secret… And no one else can see it
And no one else can be it
My mother doesn’t know that all I do is jerk off to you
And I am always taping
Your pictures to my wall
I rifled through your garbage and I even stole your hairbrush
The day is coming soon when you’ll know what my name is
I see you with the others when I look outside my window
I have no other interest…. No other interest
I have no other interest but my dirty little eyes


Dirty Little Eyes…
Track Name: Carve My Name Into Your Chest
CARVE MY NAME INTO YOUR CHEST
Carve my name into your chest is what I love the best,
Got a few of my own but you keep me holding on,
Carve my name into your chest. Carve my name into your chest

Sink some ink into your arm, that permanence it has it's charm.
Tattoo my name on you, oh how it makes me come unglued,
Sink some ink into your arm, sink some ink into your arm.

Write a song and say my name, how it makes me go insane.
Ya I been dragged around the block but it taught me how to rock .
I'll write a song and scream your name. write a song and scream your name

Cause it was once upon a time, I woulda swore that you were mine,
But I'm a fool and you're an ass, who carved my name into your chest.
Carve My Name Into Your Chest

Carve my name into your chest, scars are what I love the best,
War wounds blood and guts ya that shit can make you nuts ,
Carve my name into your chest. Carve my name into your chest

Carve my name into your chest Is what I love the best
Got a few of my own but you keep me holding on,
Carve my name into your chest. Carve my name into your chest

Sink some ink into your arm, that permanence it has it's charm.
Tattoo my name on you, oh how it makes me come unglued,
Sink some ink into your arm, sink some ink into your arm.

Write a song and say my name, how it makes me go insane.
Ya I been dragged around the block but it taught me how to rock .
I'll write a song and scream your name. I'll write a song and scream your name

Cause it was once upon a time, I coulda swore that you were mine,
but I'm a fool and you're an ass, who carved my name into your chest.
Carve My Name Into Your Chest

Carve my name into your chest, scars are what I love the best,
War wounds blood and guts ya that shit can make you nuts ,
Carve my name into your chest. Carve my name into your chest

CARVE MY NAME INTO YOUR CHEST BITCH
Track Name: Suicide
SUICIDE
I paint the floor dark shades of red a perfect portrait of the dead.
A screaming child that’s never fed. Locked up tight inside my head .
Rubbing, scratching, burning bones . Bloodshot eyes cut my throat.
Guilty do I feel no more It’s my life to take away.
Suicide.

Dull knives never cut through skin enough to make a difference.
No one even knows I’m home. It’s better that I be left alone
to dream of always being stoned on prescription pills that ain’t my own.
Tie a bag around my head Flop around until I’m dead.
Suicide
Track Name: Break It Down
BREAK IT DOWN
To tired to breathe when all you have is lost
I’m breaking down with one foot in the ground
Give up the fight when everybody’s blind
It’s not the same, there’s only me to blame

In Hell Breakdown Screwed Up Crazy

My memories of love and fun
Ripped from my life with a trail of blood
You can’t hold on to what you have
It breaks it down you’ll soon be dead

Can you smell the blood
Can you taste it on your tongue?
I can, it makes me want to kill…

You’ll be dead
You’ll be dead
So dead….
Track Name: Money
MONEY
Wide eyes, dollar signs your pocket isn’t mine
I can’t ride on you just to fuckin’ get me through
You take what’s inside and never give it back
But I’ve got it all worked out to ride myself straight to the top.

I’ve got a plan that will make all the money
I’ve got a plan that will make all the money
I’ve got a plan that will take all your money

Free ride step inside my leather-seated ride
Limos, fancy shoes without sugar daddy’s rules
I’m sick of feelin’ small I’m gonna show you all
Not just a pretty face another fuckin waste of space

I’ve got a plan that will make all the money
I’ve got a plan that will take all the money
I’ve got a plan that will take all your money

Wide eyes, dollar signs your pocket isn’t mine
I can’t ride on you just to fuckin’ get me through
You take what’s inside and never give it back
But I’ve got it all worked out to ride myself straight to the top.

I’ve got a plan that will take all the money
I’ve got a plan that will make us some money
I’ve got a plan that will take all your money

Money money give me all your money
Money money money money
Money money give me all your money
Money money money money

See my hands
Right down my pants
Track Name: DNA
DNA
Inside the DNA. The story of the last time.
She shot it in her vein. There's no one else to blame.
It took her down today. Six feet below the grave.
Follow the track marks down. To hell this junkie's bound.
It took her down today, it took her life away. Inside the DNA...

Bad Luck. Dead Eyes. Goodbye.
Bad Luck. Dead Eyes. Goodbye.

Inside the DNA. She saw it from the stage.
Dirty cash from dirty pockets. That fed her filthy habits.
It took her down today. Six feet below the grave.
See her when she's going down for tricks ‘n crack and back alley smack
It took her down today, it took her life away. Inside the DNA...

Bad Luck. Dead Eyes. Goodbye.
Bad Luck. Dead Eyes. Goodbye
Track Name: Clinically Insane
CLINICALLY INSANE
Suckin on the devil's dick like a priest in heat
I've got a satisfaction that I've got to meet
The bag is empty and now it's time to hit the streets
Like the walking dead born again Six feet deep.

Come with me
baby I can't eat
baby I never sleep
I've been up for days

Ginny is my best friend and my best enemy
She keeps me sick and wired she keeps me thin and tired
No matter how much I choke on this I feel the need
To keep inhaling the smoke of her filthy greed.

Come with me
baby I ever sleep
I've been up for days
Clinically Insane

Down to the sandbar at 6 am the streets are dead
I need some kinda pill to straighten out my head
The skinny hooded man lurks under a full moon
trying to sell me the wash of his dirty spoon.

Come with me...
baby I can't eat baby
I never sleep I been up for
days .....
Track Name: The Cunt Song
CUNT SONG
Sitting over there drinking all the beer
Stuff your face with fries I hope that fat bitch dies.

I'd call you a cunt but a cunt is useful.
Useful are you not

Call the clean up crew you'll see what we can do.
We're gonna trash this place punk rock in your face.

I'd call you a cunt but a cunt is useful.
Useful are you not.

Where did you go?
Cause when we get pissed off you know you've gone too far
Cause when the cash is gone we know just where you are.
Cause when we get pissed off you know you've gone too far.

We're gonna have our way there's nothing you can do
So back off mother fucker ‘cause Patty's in a mood.

I'd call you a cunt but a cunt is useful.
Useful are you not..

Where did you go.
Cause when we get pissed off you know you've gone too far
And when the cash is gone we know just where you are.
Cause when we get pissed off you know you've gone too far.

You better call the cops. What is in that box?
We're grabbing all the gear and getting outta here.

I'd call you a cunt but a cunt is useful.
Useful are you not
Track Name: Psychopatho
PSYCHOPATHO
You think I’m sane not sleeping, not sleeping
Under my bed with a knife I’m peeking
Shadows on the walls are sneaking, they’re sneaking
Playing games in the night with my eyes I’m tweaking

You think I’m nice I’m poison if you touch me then
I’ll take your life and snicker while I lick the knife
You think I’m pretty, pretty sick and twisted
But now times running out tick tock tick tock

Pretty Sick And Twisted Baby

Taking off your clothes no ripping, no ripping
With a pair of scissors no slipping, no slipping
No ones going to hear you stop screaming, stop screaming
It’ll all be over soon tick tock tick tock

Pretty Sick And Twisted Baby

I wanna be so close I wanna cut you open
And just crawl inside you like a sleeping bag -it’s perfect-
And when you’re gone I’ll always have a trophy
On the shelf by the clock tick tock your cock

Pretty Sick And Twisted Baby
Track Name: You Can't Tell Me
YOU CAN’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO
You can’t tell me what to do
I don’t have to listen to you
You can’t tell me what to do
I don’t have to listen to you
Might have to go to jail
Because I wanna steal
Doesn’t matter what you do
You can’t tell me how to feel
Gonna rock you… on my own
Gonna rock you… just leave me alone
I’m not taking shit from you
Talk talk talk it’s all shit from you
Gonna do it my way when will you shut up
Cause whatever you want we’re gonna fuck you up
Track Name: Rock N Roll
ROCK ‘N’ ROLL
It’s been a long hard haul still I’m falling down
can’t stand up straight or keep my feet on the ground
It’s been.. fun baby but I’ll see ya around
I’m sick of the torture in this goddamn town.
I’ve got a taste for blood and a mind full of games
I’ve come into this world to corrupt your brain.
If my mind was a city you’d walk out on the street
And get hit by a car cause the driver is me.

I’ve got it all made in the shade
got it made got it made
cause I’ve got it all made in the shade
got it made got it made
cause I’ll have my cake and I’ll eat it too
gonna do gonna do
cause I’ll have my cake and I’ll eat you

Is it mine is it sold
is it fake or is it gold
I have lost all control fuck it all it’s Rock 'N' Roll......

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