Mother Motion

by Mother Motion

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Mother Motion's debut release. From narcissism, to women, to social atrophy, to absolute nonsense, Mother Motion's self-titled album is a multi-genred adventure incomparable to most things out these days.


released December 16, 2016

Maxwell Bordelon - Bass, Vocals, Keyboards
Kyle Spurgeon - Guitar and Drums

Mixed and Mastered by Maxwell Bordelon

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Track Name: Narcissist
What would you change about yourself if you had the magic touch?
Oh, nothing at all. I love myself.
What do you say to yourself when you look into the mirror in the morning?
Do you think that you’re the best?

Well, I can tell that you want me by the way you look, but I won’t give it to you.

If you ruled the world, would it be a better place?
Or are you more concerned with buying things that’ll put a smile on your face?
Do you like to be the center of attention?
Are you okay with imperfection?
Do you think you’re too good to even talk to me?
Well, I don’t care anymore.

I can tell that you want me by the way you look, but I won’t give it to you.

Narcissistic. Narcissistic

I can live my life the way I want to.
Ain’t nobody’s gonna tell me what to do.
Looking in the mirror,
Does it make it clearer?
You tell me to get closer, but I don’t want to get nearer
to your selfish libido, the fuel of your ego, you think you’re bonito.
They think you’re a weirdo.
Listening to you talk,
I’d rather have a bottle in front of me than a frontal lobotomy right now.

I can tell that you want me by the way you look, but I won’t give it to you.

Narcissistic. Narcissistic.

I can tell that you want me by the way you look at me (x3).

Find another way.
Track Name: Regina
Every move she makes puts a spell on me.
She don’t even care. She just do as she please.

On the face of my lover there the chocolate vanilla
both standing together as they manifest sweet harmony.

Hypothetically speaking, no opinion is asserted.
There’s the () and the () are deserted by each other for as long as to remember. One relies off the other to provide them basic necessities.

Regina mmmm…
Over there.

Attitude is the mood whenever Regina is cool.
I don’t want to make a scene, but today let’s stop the child’s play.
Because there is no other way that I can state or write or even talk about it.

I speak for myself when I say that the earth is our mother and the stars are above us.
I like the idea of being alone because I can get a lot done.
And that is why I don’t need no woman.
Track Name: Past the Learning Curve
Each and every day while the others gather,
I might take a life away.
Not in a sense that’s immoral.
So I can get my point across.

I reciprocate their gaze.
I don’t fix to misbehave.
The day they become beer brains.
Well, me, myself, and I are the only ones able to talk to me.
Good company is hard to find.

Get a little bit.

I can’t communicate from going crazy.
My face speaks loneliness.
Someone escape this empty soul.

I do what I don’t want to do when I don’t want to do it.
Taken by consideration.
Dropping off my eaves into the obligated conversations forced by the quiet.

Uma Thurman has a point on comfortable silences,
but most find them uncomfortable.
Relax and feel the beauty of the silence and the peace and quiet,
thoughts conversing through your skull.
Track Name: House of Spasm
This house is where the lovers come to mingle with the singles in twos.
The ladies dance like chimpanzees who limp on knees adjusting their shoes.
Lines in file on fire desire their drink.

Your ears devise to synchronize the music that is sounding in here.
At the house of spasm and orgasm, cytoplasm, ectoplasm.
It welcomes your enthusiasm.
Blather rathered chatter to speak.

At the house of spasm.

Beware your orgasm.

Where it’s all insane.
Where we’re all insane.
And if you’ve no brain then there’s always room to keep your around here.

An overall exciting meeting.
Weirdos, species, creatures from around the world
Track Name: Riddle Me This
Riddle me this: four legs in the morning, two legs at noon, and three legs legging in the evening.
Riddle me this: often if I speak otherwise, I think I thought you said what you might have never seen.

And they say mind, body and soul are composed as one
and reality ain’t no joke.
Experience has taught me that the mind is all.
Remember me, seriously.
Close/open call on me.

(pre chorus)
A lover with nothing to tame.
A fiery one without a flame has nothing to tame.

Baby, woah oh oh, a fiery one without a flame has nothing to tame.

Until I thought of all the things that needed difference,
I followed a thing they called another new deadbeat fad.
Obscurity then presents itself a world anew
and not to become another common American shad.

So thus and therefore be not quivering and perceiving a little different.
Perplexity was an art in and of itself.
Sliding my way through the past that I knew.
One and after one, I’m stacking the friendships of my shelf.
Track Name: Heaven Hill
18 years he drinks alone.
18 years I’ve never known.
Smoke, cough, easy breathing.
Adolescent hard teasing.

Walking’s a sway.
Pouring his troubles away.
Respect remains there still.
Out on Heaven Hill.

Puke in the bathroom sink.
Sober dawn, a stomach ache, a drink.

18 years he drinks alone.
Screams and yells. A passing kidney stone.


18 years to know that you’re mine.
I try and try and try to leave him be.

18 years he drinks alone.
18 years I’ve never known.
Track Name: My People
As I presume that none of you watch the news, but you say that the government ain’t got a clue these days.
As you sit back and ponder what you think, who you think, where you think you’re gonna be next weekend.
Maybe you’ll cover yourself up with some more tattoos because one’s not enough,
no you need to have something to refuse to the world.

Or a new piercing sounds nice because you’re trying to get the whole persona of a juvenile.
Meanwhile it seems now you have the whole look as everything around me.
Please, don’t judge me!
It’s not about what we all look like on the outside, but rather on the inside.
The way I see it. Not.
These times are a little bit doozy.
There’s not and never will be hope for this nation.
Take a look around and see my pathetic generation.

Waiting patiently has gone away nowadays.
All you have to do is just whip out that new smart phone.
There you have it. The world at your fingertips.
What do you use it for?
Facebook, twitter, vine, instant messaging, and killing other people while recklessly driving.
Nobody really notices. Nobody really cares.
They continue on bitching about celebrity’s hair.
I look around and what do I see?
All you stupid ass mother fuckers ticking on the phone screen.

Get off the fucking phone screen.
Track Name: The Wanting Seed
Slow rhythm and barrier method.
Sunny morning after pills.

Vibrating love glove.

(pre chorus)
Oh, not before the day goes.
Not before the love goes.
Not before you go away.
I’ll stay.

As the skies keep falling down.
It keeps the wanting seed alive.

We’re the ones that need to make the change.
Learn some condom sense.
Track Name: Bumble Baby Bumble Bee
Baby, rumble bumble for me.
And just maybe, I’ll stumble tumble into you.
And when the time’s right, I’ll fumble jumble your boobs.
But my slime might cumble scumble all over you.
Vagina juice.

Bumble Baby Bumble Bee
Bumble baby for me.

Masturbation is addictive, but I have no choice to beat it.
When I’m naked in the bathroom, the shower seems to get turned on.
Vagina juice.

Bumble Baby Bumble Bee
Bumble baby for me.

Finally, my bumble baby.
My honey. Squirt some honey all over me.

Squirt some honey over me.

Hey, come let’s cuddle.
Double trouble.
Frontal nudity.
Your uncle grumbles rumble bumble.
Unbuckle your panties.