We recently found these amazing photos of Psychobuildings performing in JF & Son jumpsuits.

Psychobuildings are DJing at Lolita Bar this Saturday, August 20th. Come on out!

Lolita Bar
266 Broome Street
New York, NY 10002
11pm – ???
FREE!

Psychobuildings will be playing their first show of the summer opening for Stone’s Throw’s James Pants at the Glasslands in Brooklyn. Be there August 16th, to be one of the first to experience new songs and dance moves.

“Terminal Phase”

Minimal age
Tell them I’m bound
Minimal age
Tell them I’m bound

She’s just an animal
Study the skeletal frame
I’m not afraid of her moves
I’m so afraid I could lose

Stretching thin you’re caving in
Stretching thin you’re caving in

Minimal age
Tell them I’m bound
Turning away
His days are numbered
Away, away, away, he’s turning inside out

Bounce, bounce the mind up

Feel invincible, and you drop your guard
Watch the killer get killed
See the bee get stung
Feel invincible, but some renegade punk turns you inside out
Turns you inside out

Show us the door and we’ll show you the dust
Kick it up, kick it up on the sturdy floor
Pick it on up we’re the wrecking ball
Pick it up, pick it up, let’s take control
Crush, crush, crush, crush
Crush some heads just like some eggs
Gonna crush some heads just like some eggs
See the basement floor it’s incased with gore
Gonna eat it all up I’m a cannibal
Pick it on up we’re the wrecking ball
Pick it up, pick it up, let’s take control

Minimal age
Tell them I’m bound
Minimal age
Tell them I’m bound

Think that I’m bound to the wrong face
Get on the stage
Terminal phase let’s bounce into the graves
Think that I’m bound to the wrong face
Get on the stage
Terminal phase let’s bounce into the graves
Think that I’m bound to the wrong face
Get on the stage
Terminal phase let’s bounce into the graves
Think that I’m bound to the wrong face
Get on the stage
Terminal phase let’s bounce into the graves

“Portrait”

Some men imagine land
I sail around
Portrait from the back
Where the sun don’t go

We are the portraits from the back
A light of legions glows
In the harbor
A light of legions glows
I put the pictures out

We are the portraits from the back
We are the portraits from the back
Jettison the dead trees off the racks
I know, I know, we are the portraits from the back
no, no, no, no, no don’t forget to bolt the trap door lock yourself in
I am the see-saw
Wearing the armor
Wearing the armor, cold metal
I paint the acts of crowds, I turn the backs around

I turn the backs around
We are the portraits from the back

Put a vista down
I am the see-saw
Wearing the armor
We are the portraits from the back
I turn the backs around

I am the see-saw
Wearing the armor

We are the portraits from the back
Composed of pieces
We are the portraits from the back
I put a fist around the rope
I put a vista down your throat