MonstHER (Attack of the 50 Foot Actress)

by Pseudo/Sentai

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Halloween 2013

This is the first P/S track to be programmed with all

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released 31 October 2013

[RED]: Voxxx, Keyboard, Production
[BLUE]: Guitar, Keyboard, Production
[BLACK]: Beats, Production

Samples:
Attack of the 50 Foot Woman (1958 trailer)
Attack of the 50 Foot Woman (1993)

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Pseudo/Sentai Brooklyn, New York

[RED] = Scott Baker: Vocals/Guitar/Red
[BLUE] = Greg Murphy: Guitar/Vocals/Blue
[BLACK] = Kyle Boggs: Drums/Black
[PINK] = Addie Rozella: Bass/Pink

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Track Name: MonstHER (Attack of the 50 Foot Actress)
The harrowing height of this mighty socialite
Has brought a slice of fright to life.
Trampling the tramps as easily as ants,
Rising above the starlet ranks.
From the pits of fiction
Without a smidge of precision.

The world is her dollhouse with a built-in stage.
LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS!
LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS!
In a blazing display of grace and rage.
(She's a MonstHer)

A jilted lover on the business end of treachery
Chosen by alien Amazonians.
Conspiracy is afoot, her husband the crook
Is bedding her recital rival.
Greed and monogamy
As American as apple pastries.
Thievery and adultery
Hotter than your morning coffee.
Honey is spreading in every which way
In an act of vaginal avarice.
Conspiracy to kill thwarted with a switch,
A botched homicide attempt against the enormous.

The world is her dollhouse with a built-in stage.
LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS!
LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS!
In a blazing display of grace and rage.
(She's a MonstHer)

SHE HAS POWER LINES TO MEMORIZE!
SHE FINALLY HAS THE AUDIENCE ALL TO HERSELF!

Structures buckle under knuckles
Belonging to the blonde shell of a bomb.
She is spinning and she's twisting because there is so much missing
Despite her seismic size.
Her competition gets the incisor slice
Casting a shadow behind that could blanket the night.
Her gargantuan grin has never been so wide.
Longing for the heart of one but getting everybody's eyes.

The world is her dollhouse with a built-in stage.
LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS!
LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS! LIGHTS!
In a blazing display of grace and rage.
(She's a MonstHer)