Freak of the Fold

All Music and Lyrics by Alex Balin

you feel the burning and yourself loosing, loosing control
it's consuming all your body and all of your soul
and the next thing you know
your down, down on the floor
and you feel her on top of you, taking control

GO!!

you're giving all you got and then you give it some more
you're nailed between this beautiful creature and the hardwood floor
She's an animal, the freak of the fold
She's howling, screaming, and not letting go
She's gonna give you her all, son, but you better give her more.

Her teeth are holding on to your ear and she's starting to moan
Your hands are digging into her hips, boy you're gonna explode
Her body's tightens, she throws her head back
Your pulse is pounding a cardiac attack
You're pushing her over the edge, you're barely holding on

Holding ON!!!!!

(bridge)

Holding on (LET GO!! LET GO!!)

****Pre-recording notes****

When deciding how to arrange this, it was clear to me this was an irish punk song. I saw a band some years ago who weren't very good but did a song based on these chords and it saying to me "rewrite me alex!" I was in a long-distance relationship at the time and whenever i got a chance to see her she was on her period and she was a weird girl who wasn't really horny on her period. In fact, knowing that she was bleeding was a huge turn-off to her and my frustrations grew. In an attempt to focus my distracting desires, i wrote this song and when i played it for her the only thing she could say interupting her heavy breathing was 'that was really hot'. Punk songs are traditionally as fast as you can play them, but most punk songs are rebelious songs, the hero overcoming or falling short of some terrible obsticle 'the man' put him in. This, however, is a sex song. Any woman will tell you that super fast sex isn't as fun as slow feel-every-part-of-you sex, so clearly this song couldn't be blazing fast. it had to be hauntingly slow, frustatingly slow flirting with annoyingly slow so that you get turned on immediately and the tension pulls you from the beginning to the end, when you explode.