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Wealth And Hell Being

by Filthy Few

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    Includes high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more. Paying supporters also get unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app.

    All 11 songs of bawdy, psychobilly, punk rock mayhem from the full length album.

    Includes 1 bonus track "Shart!" that was never released.
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  • Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    Raunchy full length album with 11 songs of fierce, aggressive, and dynamic psychobilly, surf, metal, punk rock pandemonium!

    The CD has a very ambitious 12 page booklet full of live action pictures from Filthy Few shows, lyrics, and artwork by our dear friend and renowned local artist Marc Manriquez. Unfortunately, Marc has since then passed away. We love and miss him. Some of his art from the CD is shown in the images above.

    It was a labor of love that created a one of a kind CD package unlike any other.

    Includes 1 bonus track "Shart!" which was not put on the CD for some reason.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Wealth And Hell Being via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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1.
XXX666 04:37
XXX666 I'm standin' here lookin' at you lookin' at me. Oh, nine outta ten doctors do agree, Not all the best things in life are free. Oh, 'cause you got Sex! Sex! Sex! Uh huh! Six! Six! Six! Yeow! Sex! Sex! Sex! Uh huh! Six! Six! Six! Like Moses parts the sea and lightning cracks the sky, I can see right through your phony catholic school girl disguise. As I gaze into the depths of your baby blue eyes, I wonder what you got between those milky white thighs. Scream for me baby! Tease me no more. I like the way you shake, the way you shimmy and you jiggle. The way you strut your stuff I really do dig. Let me tell ya really knock me out with that wiggle. C'mon, scream for me baby! Tease me no more. Without the slightest sign if inhibition, Show me every possible impossible sex position. Never ever seen such an erotic exhibition. You can read all about it in my deposition. Slow down, slow down. Oh, you put on your show. You shake it to and fro, like at the go-go. Oh, we're goin' to the go-go! When push comes to love, baby, My love I'll give. When push comes to shove, baby, a shove I'll give. If you wanna do it right, you can only get it one way. Oh you little devil dominatrix of the runway. Hell, I can even check you out on a Sunday. Oh, it must be my lucky day. When push comes to love, baby, My love I'll give. When push comes to shove, baby, a shove I'll give. Take a dollar bill, put it in your g-string, Go home broke, what the hell was I thinking? Oh, lord, I gotta quit drinking. Oh, how low, how low, how low will I go? How low, how low, how low will I go? With the moves you make and the way you shake, Aww, gimme a break! When push comes to love, baby, My love I'll give. When push comes to shove, baby, a shove I'll give. If you wanna do it right, you can only get it one way. Oh you little devil dominatrix of the runway. Hell, I can even check you out on a Sunday. Oh, it must be my lucky day. When push comes to love. Sex! Sex! Sex! When push comes to shove. Six! Six! Six!
2.
Nonchalant 02:37
NONCHALANT Well I say we sit down and have a talk while we're all here together. Oh, don't you think? It Sounds Good! Well, c'mon tell me! It sounds good! Now let me tell youz what I really think it is, I think, I think we don't realize what we had and what we missed. 'Cause I know we've traveled this dark and lonesome highway too long. How's about getting' back in some kind of action? How about taking back what we already had? How long we gonna keep sittin' 'round here, stewing? How long we gonna keep tellin' ourselves to relax? Well I don't know about you, but I've been seein' this double vision abound. I'm seein' two lines on this lonesome road. Well I think, but it don't really matter what I think. I think we take back this wheel of fortune we been spinning. I say fuck all this cruise control. How long we gonna keep drivin' down this highway? How long we gonna keep singin' the same old song? Highway to long. Highway too long. How much space do you think we have in here anyway, huh? Who woulda thunk there was a thing called infinity? I'm not stoppin', I'm gonna keep walkin' nonchalantly, A nonchalantly as I know...as I know all you would. Come on, are you feelin' it? Oh, yeah. Come on, are you feelin' anything at all? Well, obviously we are all a part of it. Come on we'll all walk together, Nonchalantly.
3.
Rattlin' Bones Have ya come here to party? Then we're ready to make you dance! No time for standin' around. This is no place for romance. So now's the time, oh, for you to get real. Oh, let's get it on! Let's get it on! Let's get it on! Get outta your coffins and rattle your bones, Yea rattle your bones. All of you zombies and petrified clones, Are you too inhibited to get off of your thrones? If you bitch about the dancers 'cause the view isn't clear, Then get off your asses 'cause the view's great up here! Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! Got some crazy fuckers movin' on the floor. Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! Got some crazy fuckers movin' on the floor. Get up and move! It's time for you to scream. Get up and move! Oh, you know what I mean. Get up and move! Stand up and scream! Get up and move! Stand up and scream! Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! Got some crazy fuckers movin' on the floor. Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! Got some crazy fuckers movin' on the floor. Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! Got some crazy fuckers movin' on the floor. Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! Got some crazy fuckers movin' on the floor. Get up and move! It's time for you to scream. Get up and move! Oh, you know what I mean. Get up and move! Stand up and scream! Get up and move! Stand up and scream! Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! Got some crazy fuckers movin' on the floor. Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! A little bit louder now. Shout! Got some crazy fuckers movin' on the floor.
4.
GONNA BUY ME A GIRL I'm gonna go downtown , I'm gonna buy me a girl. I'm gonna go downtown , I'm gonna buy me a girl. I'm gonna go downtown , I'm gonna buy me a girl. And When I find one that's cheap, I'll take her 'round the world. I'm gonna show that girl some tricks she's never seen before. I'm gonna show that girl some tricks she's never seen before. I'm gonna show that girl some tricks she's never seen before. We'll shimmee in the sink, and scoobie doo in the floor. I be, he be, she be, we be, they be smokin' doobie. I be, he be, she be, we be, they be smokin' doobie. I be, he be, she be, we be, they be smokin' doobie. I be, he be, she be, we be, they be smokin' doobie.
5.
Piece Of Ass 03:23
PIECE OF ASS One of the hottest broads I've cum across, Was more fun than an old fashioned midget toss. But she's more deceiving than them wonder bras, So you better stay away at any cost. Oh, she drives me crazy. Oh, I think I'm goin' out of my mind. When she gets plowed, she gets might loud. Well that girl's always runnin' around with the wrong crowd. Oh, she drives me crazy. Oh, I think I'm goin' out of my mind. Right out of my mind. Oh, that girl drives me crazy. Oh, I think I'm going outta my head. Oh, I better get ready, I better get ready, oh, ready to explode. Don't know why she comes in at 6 A.M. Does she think I'm a 24 hour man? Here she comes at 6 A.M. again, What the hell's that girl think, I'm a 24 hour man? This girl's mysterious, she's so insane I become delirious. Can't go to sleep, she breaths day and night. Can't come home, got me stain' outta sight...of home, of home. She's voluptuous, so infamous, almost blasphemous. A girl like her could be the death of us. I mean that girl's drop dead gorgeous. You better watch out fellas, she's dangerous. Oh, she drives me crazy. Oh, I think I'm goin' out of my mind. Right out of my mind.
6.
GET OUTTA MY NEIGHBORHOOD How many times you gonna keep on tellin' me that? I won't listen to you anyway. How many times you gonna keep on tellin' me the same ol' shit? I don't, I won't listen to you anyway. Get outta my face before I set you straight. Get off of my place before it's too late. Get outta my space, don't wanna tell you again, I don't wanna have to tell you again. Why don't you get off my block? Matter of fact, why don't you get outta my neighborhood. Not much use for youz kind here. Why don't you all take a swim. Go ahead, yeah, fuckin' sink. Don't really give a damm if you drown. I just wanna see the look on your face, As your lookin' up I'll be pushin' you down. How much longer you gonna keep on stickin' around? Don't believe in you anymore. You fucked with my head long enough. Go ahead and take a swim. Go ahead, yeah, fuckin' sink. Don't really give a damm if you drown. I just wanna see the look on your face, As your lookin' up I'll be pushin' you down.
7.
Sinner 02:05
SINNER You're just a sinner, Oh yeah, beginner, You're just a sinner, Oh, non believer, begin to reap what you sew, sinner. You're so in the know. Your vows are faux, yes, your vows are faux. Do what your told, sinner, just do what your told. Oh, you feed off your deity, you're so blessed. Such a good Christian, but you feel you have to be the best. You blame all the poor, lost souls, condemning all the rest. To what? I say to what? I don't believe your gonna save me. I don't believe your gonna make me. I don't believe your gonna take me. I don't believe I'm goin' up now. Ride on down the elevator baby. Ride on down, there's only one way. Ride on down the elevator baby, ride on... Down. Can't see what you believe in and what you have to offer. Can't see myself wasting more time. Can't see me needing any more offering. Fuck off, I think it's time for me to decide. Ride on down the elevator. Ride on down, your goin' one way. Ride on down the old elevator. Ride on.
8.
YER GONNA LOSE I've seen you 'round here before. I'm sure I'll see you again. You're here to tear me down. So let the game begin. You're gonna lose. Uh huh. This time I'm shakin' the blues. You're gonna lose. Uh huh. This time I'm shak'n the blues. Get out of my head. You're just a fucking feeling anyway. Get out of my head. You're just a fucking feeling anyway. I feel your teeth sinking in. This game you will not win. Your time's all used up. Time for my revenge. You're gonna lose. Uh huh. This time I'm shak'n the blues. You're gonna lose. Uh huh. This time I'm shak'n the blues. Get out of my head. You're just a fucking feeling anyway. You're just a fucking feeling anyway. You're just a fucking feeling anyway. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head. Get out of my head.
9.
ROOT'NEST TOOT'NEST COWBOY Me and my horse ridin' many days on end, Water holes few, far, and in between, Still good Indians give me direction. To them I give thanks, I'm on my way. There's always action every camp I stay, uh-huh. There's always action every camp I stay. Quick draw, late night, one eye'd reaction, The others open at daybreak, quick draw, no hesitation. This ol' horse I've been ridin' I've never named, Still for no other crazy cowboy will he become tame. My trusty troubadour, my loyal friend, no name. Wakes me up when I should be awake, uh huh. Wakes me up when I should be awake. Quick draw, late night, one eye'd reaction, The others open at daybreak, quick draw, no hesitation. This ol' horse I've been ridin' I've never named, Still for no other crazy cowboy will he become tame. Straddled to my saddle, no rest, no water. Still I make my way, one path, one bullet's all I need. I'll do whatever it takes, all remorse aside. Only one person comin' outta here, one person alive. Keep on starin' down my big gun barrel! Do you feel stiff? That things are about to get medieval. Faster than you think, my quickness being surreal. Soon you'll see my second chamber as fast as the first. While you lie there with your dead stare, I'll pump another six into you. Then tomorrow another challenge will come. Twelve shots will be fired, they lay still, and I walk. Who's ready now, stand aside. My rampage aint through, tomorrow we'll ride. Again and again, me and no name will get through. To another town, hell we might meet you. Keep on starin' down my big gun barrel! Do you feel stiff? That things are about to get medieval. Faster than you think, my quickness being surreal. Soon you'll see my second chamber as fast as the first. Ride on! Ride on! Yeah, y'all go home. So long, so long, we'll see ya along another trail. “How long”, you say, “until we meet again?” Not until we're both dead. Whatta you sayin' with that bullet in your head? Yeah, now your standin' there with your hands on your waist. Better draw it, beware, soon you'll see how that dirt tastes. I'll dig a shallow grave, you'll lie next to your friend. Ride out in the sunset, winners in the end.
10.
11.
Chinga! 01:37
CHINGA! Pinche Madre, pinche hoto, pinche whello, loco chinwhalo. Pinche patron, pinche cunlero, pinche paya punto con tres CHI CHI's! Y ses dedos. Pinche esquela, OLAY! Pinche mendrosa. Pinche policia, OLAY! Pinche mendrosa. Pinche television, OLAY! Pinche mendrosa. Pinche cobellero, OLAY! Pinche diabolos. OLAY!

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Recorded sometime in the early 2000's at Warehouse Studio in Omaha, NE, (where "Convoy" was recorded), by engineer Jim Homan.

One of the most memorable moments was when the singer, Chad Lottmann, could not just stand in one position and bolt out the vocals. His vocals are pure emotion, and he needed to move around like he was playing a live show in order to capture the true essence of his sound. So, Jim gave him 20 feet of chord, and let him go. It worked like a charm, and it was very entertaining to watch!

Soon after the recording was done, the band pretty much imploded because we were a bunch of controlling egomaniacs who fought with each other and partied too much, and the recording was shelved. Typical.

After a couple years, Filthy Few got wiser, reformed, and started gigging again. In 2007, a good friend of ours, Alex Blume of Ares Kingdom, offered to fund the completion of the album under his label Ass End Records. So we went back into the studio, and pretty much sat there and watched Jim Homan mix and master the album.

We worked closely with Marc Manriquez, a renowned local artist and great friend, to create the very ambitious 12 page CD booklet. Unfortunately, Marc has since then passed away. We love and miss him.

The finished CD was released in 2007.

credits

released December 1, 2007

Recorded, mixed, and mastered by Jim Homan at Warehouse Studio.
Released under Ass End Records.
Artwork by Marc Manriquez.
All music by The Filthy Few.

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Filthy Few Omaha, Nebraska

Filthy Few have elements of psychobilly, punk, surf, garage, country, metal, and straight up rock and roll combined into one of the most unique styles you'll hear. We played our first show on New Year's Eve, 1999-2000. Since then we have shared the stage with: The Vibrators, Nashville pussy, Vice Squad, Man Or Astro-Man?, Michael Graves, Murder Junkies, US Bombs, and countless others. ... more

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