Phil X & The Drills Albums

2009
KICK YOUR ASS IN 17 MINUTES
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Artist: The Drills
Label : Goldielocks & Xman Productions
Release date : September 2009
PhiX plays all guitars & sings all the vocals
He wrote, engineered, produced and mixed all songs
1. Air Hockey Champion Of The World     2:40
2. Beautiful Apartment    2:53
3. Sunny Days    3:16
4. Middle Finger  2:02
5. I Wish My Beer Was As Cold As Your Heart    2:16
6. From The Future   1:56
7. Medley : Aneurism    1:51

 


 
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WE BRING THE ROCK N ROLL
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we bring the rock n roll
Artist : PhilX & The Drills
Label: Goldielocks & Xman Production
Release date: 2011
PhiX plays all guitars and sings all the vocals
He wrote, engineered, produced and mixed all songs
1. We Bring The Rock´n´Roll   2:24
2. Live On The Moon    2:17
3. Helicopter    3:14
4. Talk You Off The Ledge    2:19
5. You´re Not Happy ´Till I´m Not Happy    3:24
6. Swatted Fly    2:51

 

 

 


 

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WE PLAY INSTRUMENTS N SHIT
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Artist : PhilX & The Drills
Label: Goldielocks & Xman Production
Release date: 2012
PhiX plays all guitars and sings all the vocals
He wrote, engineered, produced and mixed all songs
1. Kiss My Troublemaker    3:02
2. Stink    1:53
3. Blow My Brains Out    3:10
4. Playing Fair    3:11
5. I Wanna Kill You Just a Little    3:24
6. Freakshow Acrobat    3:34
7. Swatted Fly ( Reprise )    3:27
8. Straitjacket    2:53
9. Gonna Go Down    2:45
10. Rubber Room    2:00
11. Not a Goddamn Thing    3:16

 

 

 


 

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Phil X & The Drills Lyrics

AIR HOCKEY CHAMPION OF THE WORLD

(words and music by Phil X)

feel like i’m flying solo. i’m totally unknown

don’t get attention much but l like yeah like yeah i like it

i don’t do interviews. don’t have an 8×10

a movie deal is moot but i like yeah i like yeah i like it

’cause i’m the air hockey champion of the world

i’m the air hockey champion of the world

i’m the air hockey champion air hockey champion

of the world. of the world

except for the time i got beat by a girl

i’ve got a cellular phone but no one in the address book

and i drive a piece of shit but i like yeah i like yeah i like it

i’m on this weeks cover of nothin’. still got last 10 bucks

can i wash your windshield? ’cause i like yeah i like yeah i like it

BEAUTIFUL APARTMENT

(words and music by Phil X)

you’ve got your panties in a bunch again

i turn. here comes that sucker punch again.

you said that we were through i needed to be over you

it started with an innocent cup o’ joe

and now you’re hangin’ ’round askin’ my friends what went down

i’ll tell you if you really wanna know….

she had a beautiful apartment. she had a beautiful face.

she had a beautiful disposition on every piece of furniture in the place

she had a beautiful apartment with a beautiful view

she had a beautiful mole on her shoulder that reminded me of you

that reminded me of you

you play your games. i won’t participate.

i’m not a bracelet you can confiscate.

you said that we were through i needed to be over you

i didn’t know you’d go and change your mind, is wear

and now you’re hangin’ ’round askin’ my friends what went down

i’ll tell you if you even really care

she had a beautiful apartment. she had a beautiful face.

she had a beautiful disposition on every piece of furniture in the place

she had a beautiful apartment with a beautiful view

she had a beautiful scar on her forehead that reminded me of you

that reminded me of..

she said, “come on over.”

i said, “i barely know ya.”

she said, “bring your video camera.”

i said, “HELL YEAH!”

MAKE IT REAL MAKE IT REAL MAKE IT REAL MAKE IT REAL!!!

BLOW MY GASKET!!! MAKE IT REAL MAKE IT REAL MAKE IT REAL

MAKE IT REAL!!! BLOW MY GASKET!!

SUNNY DAYS

(words and music by Phil X)

a dime in pocket. the time on my wrist

my finger in a socket and they go… (shoobie doobie doo wah)

big prize. i’m the winner.the size of my dic-

tionary is outstanding and the go… (wop wop doo wah)

sunny days were made for you

bit off more than you could chew

one eye on your shaker. one ear to the ground

your doctor says you got a mult-personality disorder

the choice is in your hands. your voice on my dic-

taphone. i got me some evidence. and the girls sing, “wop wop doo wah”

sunny days were made for you

’til your true colors shine right through

what can i do? (what can ido?)

i’m not getting through (i’m not getting through to you)

all i can say is…

POUND FOR POUND THE BITCH CRAZY!

POUND FOR POUND THE BITCH CRAZY!

POUND FOR POUND THE BITCH CRAZY!

SHE OUT OF HER GODDAMN MIND!

sunny days were made for you oh oh but everything you do

downward spirals into blue

what can i do? i’m not getting through to you

what can i do?

POUND FOR POUND THE BITCH CRAZY!

POUND FOR POUND THE BITCH CRAZY!

POUND FOR POUND THE BITCH CRAZY!

SHE OUT OF HER GODDAMN MIND!

WE BRING THE ROCK N ROLL

(words and music by Phil X)

feeling freaky on a friday night

THE DRILLS are slammin’ and we’re ready to party

get a ticket. mover yourself in tight

and GET YOUR ASS ROCKED

we bring the rock n roll (bring the rock)

we bring the rock n roll (bring the rock)

we bring the rock n roll (from the cock)

we bring the rock n roll

we deliver like a punch in the face

we’ll drive you motherfuckin’ wild n crazy

van halen 1978

GOT YOUR ASS ROCKED

we bring the rock n roll (bring the rock)

we bring the rock n roll (bring the rock)

we bring the rock n roll (from the cock)

we bring the rock n roll

let it out. gotta let it out.

let it out. gotta let it out.

LIVE ON THE MOON

(words and music by Phil X)

i can’t stand the guy next door [that]pounds on my wall every time i

play my music

i can’t stand the lady ‘cross the hall who leaves her stinking garbage

outside my door

i can’t wait to live on the moon

sit back and watch this world like a cartoon

i can only hope it’ll be real soon

’cause i can’t wait to live on the moon

live on the moon live on the moon

i can’t stand the alien who answers phonesat customer service

and can’t speak english

i can’t stand the doorman at the club we played last night ’cause he’s a

complete asshole

i can’t wait to live on the moon

sit back and watch this world like acartoon

i can only hope it’ll be real soon

’cause i can’t wait to live on the moon

live on the moon live on the moon

HELICOPTER

(words by Phil X, music by Phil X andDaniel Spree)

you want a ride in my helicopter

it’s kinda purple and it’s in my mind

and if you lick my helicopter

i’ll lick you where the sun don’t shine

yeah

get a load of me gettin’ off on you…gettin’ off

get a load of me gettin’ off on you…gettin’ off yeah

get a load of me gettin’ off on you…

gettin’ off gettin’ off gettin’ off yeah

you want a ride in my helicopter

back it up and i’ll show you mine

and if you lick my helicopter

i’ll stick you where the sun don’t shine

yeah

get a load of me gettin’ off on you…gettin’ off

get a load of me gettin’ off on you…gettin’ off yeah

get a load of me gettin’ off on you…

gettin’ off gettin’ off gettin’ off yeah

c-c-can’t cool my jets. my missile isgunnin’ for ya

ch-ch-ch-chopper 1 is crash landin’

you want a ride in my helicopter

it’s kinda purple and it’s in my mind

and if you lick my helicopter

i’ll stick you anywhere the sun don’t shine

TALK YOU OFF THE LEDGE

(words and music by Phil X)

you got your panties in a bunch again

i turn. here comes that sucker punch again

you said that we were through

i needed to be over

it started with an innocent cup o’ joe

now you wanna know now you wanna know

i gotta talk you off the ledge

you comin’ at me like a bullet train

i really don’t know how i got this stain

tell me to check myself

you say i taste like someone else

it’s like a movie watching you projectagain

now you wanna know now you wanna know

i gotta talk you off the ledge

baby baby baby come inside

YOU’RE NOT HAPPY ‘TIL I’M NOT HAPPY

(words by Phil X music by Phil X and DanielSpree)

it’s gettin’ crazier b-by the minute. i’mup in it. take it to go

back in the saddle. another battle. fake itsome mo’

and i go down fighting. shake it off. shakeit off and go…

down fighting. shake it off. shake it off.shake it off

i don’t wanna stay away away

brave another day a day a day

i’ll take it anyway away away

anyway i can get it

i don’t wanna stay away away

brave another day a day a day

i’ll take it anyway away away

you’re not happy ’til i’m not happy

tick tick tick tick time bomb. chick flick a metaphoric punch in the nose.

it’s so damn underrated but everything flows

SWATTED FLY

(words and music by Phil X)

i remember the kid in 7th grade that spatin my face over a girl

6 of his friends came over, egging him on,kicking my ass over a girl

now i just ran away and it’s with me still today

but i’m reminded of that kid by you

i try to change the scenery and you act like you’re over me

and i’ve become a swatted fly again

i try to bring you off the shelf and you tell me to fuck myself

and i’ve become a swatted fly again

i’ve made choices not quite from the heart.i’d hide in my shell over a girl

when i break through you shut me down. i’m outta my hell into your world

now i know i should take the bad with thegood

but everything tells me to walk away

you put a smile on my face and then you putme in your place

and i’ve become a swatted fly again

when anything i say or do is never good enough for you

i’ve become a swatted fly again

i’ll never be your swatted fly again

KISS MY TROUBLEMAKER

(wordsand music by Phil X)

you’velost yourself inside your sorrow

you’reall stuck inside your head

letyour heart bleed your tomorrow

andkick the garbage from your bed

it’slike an oasis strapped to a bomb

IT’STHE CLOSEST YOU’VE EVER GOT

TAKEA NUMBER. TAKE YOUR BEST SHOT

STOPYOUR BLUSHIN’. COME OUT AND PLAY

ANDKISS MY TROUBLEMAKER

sometimesit looks like you might make it

iknow when you feel alive

iwanna show you how to break it

turnyour cheek and watch it thrive

it’slike an oasis strapped to a bomb

IT’STHE CLOSEST YOU’VE EVER GOT

TAKEA NUMBER. TAKE YOUR BEST SHOT

STOPYOUR BLUSHIN’. COME OUT AND PLAY

ANDKISS MY TROUBLEMAKER

gotmy… finger on the trigger

lifeis getting bigger

takeit for a ride

shaker….lick my troublemaker

blowthe fucking breaker

withlightning on the side yeah

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IT’STHE CLOSEST YOU’VE EVER GOT

TAKEA NUMBER. TAKE YOUR BEST SHOT

STOPYOUR BLUSHIN’. COME OUT AND PLAY

AND KISS MY TROUBLEMAKER

STINK

(wordsand music by Phil X)

lookout, girl, i’m movin’ on in

wannawhole lotta me on your chin

goddamngot some in my eye

betterget out a roll of 2-ply

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU LIKE STINK ON SHIT

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU LIKE STINK ON SHIT

backor from don’t really care

igot you know what in you know where

bringyour freak on over here

andthe crowd goes wild

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU LIKE STINK ON SHIT

I’MALL OVER YOU

STUCKLIKE SUPER GLUE

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU LIKE STINK ON SHIT

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I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU LIKE STINK ON SHIT

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU

I’MALL OVER YOU LIKE STINK ON SHIT

BLOW MY BRAINS OUT

(wordsand music by Phil X)

joy,another toy

athing of desire

she’splaying with fire

butshe don’t know

dreamanother dream

ithink that she’s lyin’

andi ain’t buyin’

ticketsto the show

SHE’SKICKING AND SCREAMING

SHE’SLAYIN’ IT THICK

SOSHE CAN RIP MY HEART OUT

SHE’SCRYIN’ THEN LAUGHIN’

IKNOW IT’S A TRICK

SOSHE CAN BLOW MY BRAINS OUT

cue,she’s got a clue

butshe calls it foreplay

andeverything’s ok

untilit’s not

goddamnthere’s been

amisunderstanding

verydemanding

onthe heart

SHE’SKICKING AND SCREAMING

SHE’SLAYIN’ IT THICK

SOSHE CAN RIP MY HEART OUT

SHE’SCRYIN’ THEN LAUGHIN’

IKNOW IT’S A TRICK

SOSHE CAN BLOW MY BRAINS OUT

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justbecause you’ve never felt like this

beforeit doesn’t mean i must

feelthe same way too.

REPEATCHORUS

I WANNA KILL YOU JUST A LITTLE

(wordsand music by Phil X)

i…i will find you. i’m behind you

waitingfor the fall

you…drive me crazay but not the good way

morelike up the wall

IWANNA KILL YOU JUST A LITTLE! WHOA!

BUTI WANNA FILL YOU UP THE MIDDLE! WHOA!

IWANNA KILL YOU JUST A LITTLE!

i…i will blow you a kiss to show you

it’sall in fun. (FUN FUN FUN!)

i…i can’t stand it. but i command it (comma-ma-ma-ma-mand)

’tilit’s done (TAKE US TO THE CHORUS!)

IWANNA KILL YOU JUST A LITTLE! WHOA!

BUTI WANNA THRILL YOU UP THE MIDDLE! WHOA!

IWANNA KILL YOU JUST A LITTLE!

iwanna know what it’s like again.

allthe awesomeness way back when.

howdid i get to this place again?

whereall i can think of is you.

FREAKSHOW ACROBAT

(wordsand music by Phil X)

there’sangels always near but there’s an evil about you

neverknew what Bono meant by living with or without you

ahhhhtime will always tell

ahhhhwhen you reveal your hell

IBREAK A SWEAT

SEEINGYOU WITH SOMEONE ELSE

ANDI REGRET

NOTTELLING YOU TO CHECK YOURSELF

ANDTHOUGH I TRY

STICKINGAROUND, THERE’LL BE NONE OF THAT

(AS)I SAY GOODBYE TO MY FREAKSHOW ACROBAT

yoursmile shined like the sun with storms around the corner

minutespass like hours and joker turns to mourner

ahhhtime will always tell

IBREAK A SWEAT SEEING YOU WITH SOMEONE ELSE

ANDI REGRET NOT TELLING YOU TO CHECK YOURSELF

ANDTHOUGH I TRY STICKING AROUND,

THERE’LLBE NONE OF THAT

(AS)I SAY GOODBYE TO MY FREAKSHOW ACROBAT

STRAIT JACKET

(wordsand music by Phil X)

i’vewatched every movie on this channel for 18 hours straight

ihaven’t slept i’ve only eaten food for thought

andman, i’m stuffed

andi know how i feel about you

you’rethe only one i’m so into

IWANT YOU AHHH

IWANT YOU AHHH

ihope uncertain thoughts disperse so i can

breathewhen my heart explodes

andi know i can’t live without you

it’sbecause of you i’ll make it through

IWANT YOU AHHH

DON’TWANNA BE WITHOUT YOU AHHH

IWANT YOU AHHH AHHH

IWANNA BE YOUR STRAIT JACKET

IWANNA BE YOUR 2ND SKIN

IWANNA BE YOUR SUPERTIGHT SWEATER

IWANNA WRESTLE AND LET YOU WIN

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IWANT YOU AHHH

DON’TWANNA BE WITHOUT YOU AHHH

IWANT I WANT YOU AHHH

GIVEA FUCK ABOUT YOU

GONNA GO DOWN

(wordsand music by Phil X)

gotan hour and a bottle of booze, yeah

noone else walkin’ in my shoes, yeah

flatbroke so there’s nothing to lose but you

takea quick minute breathe it in yeah

youron a path to a bigger win yeah

staystrong no matter what you been through

i’monly bringin’ it up ’cause it’s gonna go down

IWANNA THANK YOU FOR SCREWIN’ ME OVER

NOWMY EXPECTATIONS COULDN’T GET ANY LOWER

gota story and a mountain to move yeah

iwish i had a little better groove yeah

i’mout-numbered but my heart is true to you

CHORUS

eyesclosed and i’m counting to 10 yeah

nickeland dime my soul again yeah

1,2punch… i’ll let you know when i’m through

RUBBER ROOM

(wordsand music by Phil X)

alli do all day is talk to myself

alli do all day is talk to myself

ithink my brain is in a jar on a shelf

alli do all day is talk to myself

ILIVE IN A RUBBER ROOM

DON’TEVEN GIVE ME A PLASTIC SPOON

THEY’DLET ME OUT IF I CHANGED MY TUNE

FORNOW IT’S ME IN MY RUBBER ROOM

ifly around in my cape and tights

ifly around in my cape and tights

ihear voices when they kill the lights

ifly around in my cape and tights

ILIVE IN A RUBBER ROOM

DON’TEVEN GIVE ME A PLASTIC SPOON

THEY’DLET ME OUT IF I CHANGED MY TUNE

FORNOW IT’S ME IN MY RUBBER ROOM

RUBBERROOM RUBBER ROOM

RUBBERROOM RUBBER ROOM

theylet me out but i can’t relate

theylet me out but i can’t relate

ithink i’m harboring a lot of hate

theylet me out but i can’t relate

GETME BACK TO MY RUBBER ROOM

GETME BACK TO MY RUBBER ROOM

GETME BACK TO MY RUBBER ROOM

GETME BACK TO MY RUBBER ROOM

ILIVE IN A RUBBER ROOM

DON’TEVEN GIVE ME A PLASTIC SPOON

THEY’DLET ME OUT IF I CHANGED MY TUNE

FORNOW IT’S ME IN MY RUBBER ROOM

NOT A GODDAMN THING

(wordsand music by Phil X)

i’mbored out of my mind

aheadbut falling behind

irun around in haste

allis strategically placed

i’mbored out of my brain

ona proverbial train

beforei paint it black

ifill every crack

askme what i did last night

NOTA GODDAMN THING

NOTA GODDAMN THING

IBROKE A FUCKING STRING

NOTA GODDAMN THING

i’mbored out of my head

processingstuff i’ve read

iwhittle busts out of wood

wouldfix my car if i could

i’mbored out of my tree

aself portrait of me

in7 minutes flat

i’mup to bat

askme what i did last night

NOTA GODDAMN THING

NOTA GODDAMN THING

IBROKE A FUCKING STRING

NOTA GODDAMN THING

solo

REPEATCHORUS