Benji Gillis

This is my official release post for ‘A Father's Love' from my The MUNDANE LIFE EP. 🎶 If you enjoyed my song, please consider putting a like on it, and/or sharing with your friends.. 🙏🏽 More releases to come! Coming soon to SPOTIFY, APPLE MUSIC and MORE! YT and IG: @BenjiGillis Lyrics below. 👇 Woke up this morning to a stench in the air, my hound was lyin' there without a single care. Her tail was waggin' as she was scratchin' her head. A cloud of her dinner hangin' over the bed. -- Tried to get some sleep, but that just ain't right. Every time I close my eyes, farts strike my nose like a knife. Got the windows open, but it just won't do. This ain't no bed of roses, it's the atomized poo. -- Oh, the dog's been fartin' in my bedroom From sundown to the break of day. Yeah, the dog's been fartin' in my bedroom. And it just won't go away… and it just won't go away. Lord, I can smell it on my face. -- Now, I love my furry child, wouldn't trade her for a thing, and though she's got a filthy colon, ya know I treat her like a queen. --Chorus-- Maybe I’ll invest in some incense or spray. A gas mask might be my wish today. But through thick and thin, and this smelly ass... my love for baby gets me through the poopy gas.

This is my official release post for ‘Craigslist Huffy,’ from my The MUNDANE LIFE EP. 🎶 If you enjoyed my song, please consider putting a like on it, and/or sharing with your friends.. 🙏🏽 More releases to come! Coming soon to SPOTIFY, APPLE MUSIC and MORE! YT and IG: @BenjiGillis Lyrics below. 👇 Bought me a bike from Craigslist last week. One dollar, a bargain, or so it did seem. The paint was all chipped, and the tires were flat, I thought I'd be the one who could bring it back. -- Aired-up the tires, felt a sudden snap, the chain links broke and left a big ass gap. My wife just stared, then rolled her eyes and left. But I pulled out my wrench and then I did my best... ...maybe? -- It's like sitting on a bed of nails, 'cept it's got some little wheels, and I want to ride it off of a cliff. Ain't what it was, shoulda traded for drugs. As it falls apart, I feel a sense of relief. 'Cause this rusty pipe just ain't what I like I'm staying off of Craigslist the rest of my life. I know the end... I know the end. These tires won't spin again. -- Tried to ride down some stairs, 'cause I'm feelin' real bold, pedals stiff, seat ripped, got me lookin' so old. I'm gonna hit it with some chemical, 'cause it's growing some mold (lookin' kinda fuzzy.) -- Met a bum named Sammy, said he liked my ride. Asked me where I picked it up, my face red with surprise. I told him 'Craigslist,' yeah, ain't that about a bitch, thought I saw him twitch and that I realized it was he who sold his bike in a pinch. Crack cocaine is an expensive hobby. Now I gotta run for my life, 'cause this vagrant is high and he smoked PCP. He thinks the bike can fly and murder me he'll try, ...shoulda left the bike and thus, kept my pride. --Chorus-- Yeah, staying off a Craigslist the rest of my life. Why do I keep buying dumb ass shit? Debt you wouldn't believe, can't get a reprieve and I gotta find better shit to do with my time.

This is my official release post for ‘Pesos and Payphones’ from my The MUNDANE LIFE EP. 🎶 If you enjoyed my song, please consider putting a like on it, and/or sharing with your friends.. 🙏🏽 More releases to come! Coming soon to SPOTIFY, APPLE MUSIC and MORE! YT and IG: @BenjiGillis Lyrics below. 👇 At the Greyhound terminal, my phone’s dead as a rock, Ain't no Uber on these dusty country blocks, Didn't bring enough quarters, only got the pesos Stranded here 'cause I went to see the donkey show -- I kicked that rusty payphone, praying for a some kinda tone, but it ate all my coins, now I'm sittin' all alone. Had a car pass by but it didn't even slow. All I heard was somethin' 'bout a "pinche gringo..." "Tito..." ...or something like that, I don't speak Japanese. -- Pesos and payphones, I’m stranded and alone, cursin' with my luck, wishin’ I was home. Ya know I came down south to see a donkey show. -- I see a dusty diner on the roadside up ahead. The waitress stares, looking older than the dead. Said, "Hey, miss, can you help please? I need to get me one of these," drawin' pictures of a cell phone on a paper placemat. She said, "No, Papi, but you need to get with me ‘cause I haven't had a man in cincuenta años. Hit that. -- So I'm crying now, layin' in her bed. Her cigarette smoke swirls over my head -- At the Cryptkeeper's castle, my phone’s dead as a rock, ain't no Uber on these dusty country blocks. Didn't bring enough quarters, only got the pesos, but now I'm naked laying with the Cryptkeeper... and I'm never gonna get to unseent her.

This is my official release post for ‘The Taste of Face’ from my The MUNDANE LIFE EP. 🎶 If you enjoyed my song, please consider putting a like on it, and/or sharing with your friends.. 🙏🏽 More releases to come! Coming soon to SPOTIFY, APPLE MUSIC and MORE! YT and IG: @BenjiGillis Lyrics below. 👇 Dropped my truck keys in my coffee cup, Ain't slept enough and the sun is up, Stumble round the kitchen in my birthday suit. Thinkin' how to salvage my morning routine... ...wait. “Suit” and “routine” don't fucking rhyme... -- Found a dusty jar by the window sill, Labeled 'smellin' salts' for an instant thrill,’ took a whiff and now I wanna lift some weights . Man, I love the high, I'm wanna eat your face. No, not smelling salts. Sorry. Bath salts. I meant bath salts. -- Bath salts, there ain't no better thang. Gonna take a hit and bite off your wang. No, I ain't gay, I just like the taste. Swallow it down then chew on your face. -- Hit the highway, pickin' up speed, yes, 'speed.' Methamphetamine, I mean. Hit the highway, pickin' up speed from a one-legged lady who smelled like weed. But my mind's still foggy like a morning mist, reachin' for that jar, ya know I can't resist. -- Windows down, radio blastin' loud, the police are really trying to chase me down, Passing fields where windmills turn, ya know it’s for that bath salt I start to yearn... I need the... --Chorus 2-- When you bite that skin, you know it ain't thin, it's kinda chewy-like, you better grab a knife... ...and fork, and napkin, and parsley flakes. Think about the way it's gonna taste. In your mouth. In your gut. It's best. It's really the best.

I’m Benji. This is my official release and lyrics video for ‘SMPATG,’ from my The MUNDANE LIFE EP. 🎶 If you enjoyed my song, please consider putting a like on it, and/or sharing with your friends.. or even subscribing? Maybe? 🙏🏽 More releases to come! Please check back daily.