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Elbows Don't Have Eyes

by The Stolen Moans

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    Suit up in the surreal. Classic black tee featuring the full cover of our debut album, Elbows Don't Have Eyes.

    Your wearable sonic blueprint for the brave and the bold.

    Men’s cut, sizes S–XL.
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    Includes the full Elbows Don’t Have Eyes album, 13 shape-shifting tracks on CD, a mini comic zine bursting with lore, and a mystery TSM sticker to ward off the mundane.

    Limited Edition, only 100 made.

    Comic written by Vivian, drawn by Chane, and folded (sometimes) by Eric.

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1.
Prelude (TC) 01:12
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2.
The King of Claws 03:06
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^ↀᴥↀ^ ~| LYRICS |~ ^ↀᴥↀ^ The King of Claws His World, His Laws The King of Claws His World, His Laws He's creeping, he's crawling He's peeping, he's sprawling He's biting, he's fighting Le Shit Noir! He's sneaking, he's snatching He's begging, he's scratching He's plotting, he's squatting Le Shit Noir! The King of Claws His World, His Laws The King of Claws His World, His Laws He's waking, he's shaking He's leaping, he's breaking He's calling, appalling Le Shit Noir! He's cautious, he's nauseous Fur-balling his losses He's hissing, he's pissing Le Shit Noir! Count slow, count high Nine Lives, that's why Count slow, count high Nine Lives, that's why Le Roi des Griffes Son Monde, Ses Lois Count lent, count haut Neuf Vies, c'est pourquoi! He's creeping, he's crawling He's peeping, he's sprawling He's biting, he's fighting Le Shit Noir! He's sneaking, he's snatching He's begging, he's scratching He's plotting, he's squatting Le Shit Noir! The King of Claws His world, His Laws, law, law, laws The King of Claws His world, His Laws, law, law, laws The King of Claws His World, His Laws! ^ↀᴥↀ^ ~| Promote this track to ensure The King of Claws benevolence towards you in the coming Noir Feline Future |~ ^ↀᴥↀ^ #TheKingOfClaws #KOC #LeShitNoir #TheStolenMoans #Stolen Moans #NewFurOrder
3.
MORE 02:45
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He wants what she’s got She’s got what they want They want her not taught But I want something... Stand up and walk straight Head up, don't be late Sit down, and don't frown But I want something more Something more So much more I want more Tell me where I can find I just want that peace of mind Of more Something more He wants what she’s got She’s got what they want They want her not taught But I want something... Big smile and look great Diet and lose weight Why can't you be straight But I want something more Something more So much more I want more Tell me where I can find I just want that peace of mind Of more Something more More Something more So much more I want more Tell me where I can find I just want that peace of mind Of more Something more More More, more, more, more! Something more More, more, more, more! So much more More, more! I want more More, more! Tell me where I can find I just want that peace of mind Of more Something more
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Damned Sweet 03:08
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Prepare to qualify Postmodern Missing Link, What is a girl to think? Hey, Hey, Hey Hey, Hey, Hey Unhinged and dangerous, You wanna make a fuss! Hey, Hey, Hey Hey, Hey, Hey All your kind, get back in line Brute force has lost control I’m the fox in your jukebox, It’s time to rock and roll! Damned Sweet It’s all you can eat Damned Sweet Work it to the beat Damned Sweet Dive in for your treat Damned Sweet Damned Sweet Vampire Bully Boys, So much hot air and noise! Hey, Hey, Hey Hey, Hey, Hey Heartbreaking for a fight, I’ll put out both your lights! Hey, Hey, Hey Hey, Hey, Hey All your kind, get back in line Brute force has lost control! I’m the fox in your jukebox, It’s time to rock and roll! Yeah Damned Sweet It’s all you can eat Damned Sweet Work it to the beat Damned Sweet Dive in for your treat Damned Sweet Damned Sweet Damned Sweet It’s all you can eat Damned Sweet Work it to the beat Damned Sweet Dive in for your treat Damned Sweet Damned Sweet Prepare to qualify Hey, Hey, Hey Hey, Hey, Hey Frankenstein, you’re out of time Stay down, you clown You’re out! Shoot the locks Off this jukebox It’s time to scream and shout! Yeah Damned Sweet It’s all you can eat Damned Sweet Work it to the beat Damned Sweet Dive in for your treat Damned Sweet Damned Sweet Damned Sweet It’s all you can eat Damned Sweet Work it to the beat Damned Sweet Dive in for your treat Damned Sweet Damned Sweet
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Trees V3 03:13
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You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground And you’re never coming back I got the shovel I got the spade I dug the hole Where you’ll be laid So go ahead You snap and crack But you’re going in the ground and you won’t be coming back I put the plastic On the floor I poured the bleach Around the door There’s not a drop Of blood to see ‘Cause you’re going in the ground and they’ll never know it’s me And there’ll be trees Rocks and flowers and some bees You’ll be happy as a garden gnome In your new designer home I made the judgment I made the call So save your lies I’ve heard them all Don’t ask for mercy, You’ve shown us none So you’re going in the ground with all the other scum And there’ll be trees Rocks and flowers and some bees You’ll be happy as a garden gnome In your new designer home Am I a psycho? That’s hard to say When I wake up I like to play Hunting down The sick and cruel ‘Cause you’re going in the ground where all the maggots rule And there’ll be trees Rocks and flowers and some bees You’ll be happy as a garden gnome In your new designer home And there’ll be trees Rocks and flowers and some bees You’ll be happy as a garden gnome In your new designer home You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground You’re going in the ground And you’re never coming back
6.
Bard-Inspired Treachery, Chaos & Heartbreak 03:33
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You always talked about our karmic connection We always said we had Each other’s backs I really thought this dream Was starting to set sail But now I see you were A trust fund fail Ooh, oh Those jealous lies Won’t hide your envious eyes B. I. T. C. H. Say it to my face When I turn my back, uh huh B. I. T. C. H. Say it to my face When I turn my back Attack, Attack Attack, Attack You always said that You were never like them But now I see your Iago-ing ways You were foolish to think They would spare you My only solace is you Were Angelo-played Ooh, oh Those jealous lies Won’t hide your envious eyes B. I. T. C. H. Say it to my face When I turn my back, uh huh B. I. T. C. H. Say it to my face When I turn my back Attack, Attack Attack, Attack (spoken) If it find heaven, Must find it out tonight (whispered) Out, out dark spot B. I. T. C. H. Say it to my face When I turn my back, uh huh B. I. T. C. H. Say it to my face When I turn my back Attack, Attack Attack, Attack Attack, Attack Attack
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Falling Into 02:49
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Over a deep blue ocean Across the silver sea Your burning eyes they bring me Right down to my knees Falling into Endless motion So lost in you Deep emotion Electric breathless tension In the thick air tonight A fleeting foggy moment Just can’t make up my mind Falling into Endless motion So lost in you Deep emotion Angel Devil Both of you speak to me You Touch And Tremble We dance so easily My will Was strong I guess we’ll just fall down Falling into Endless motion So lost in you Deep emotion Falling into Endless motion So lost in you Deep emotion We stand on The sand and I guess we’ll all fall down
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Our Song 03:49
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Drumming through you, hot & bold We’ve come to help you take control For we are known to travel fast From dust to dawn Let’s make this last! Ooh oh We are strong This is our song! Ooh oh Can't go wrong This is our song! This is our song! Smash the floor and raise the roof Fill the world with endless proof Square the Circle; No three point two We’re lifelong! And so are you! Ooh oh We are strong This is our song! Ooh oh Can't go wrong This is our song! This is our song! We can't go wrong! This is our song! This is our song! Overtime we justify One equation, then goodbye We are known to travel fast From dust to dawn Let’s make this last! Ooh oh We are strong This is our song! Ooh oh Can't go wrong! This is our song! Ooh oh We are strong This is our song! Ooh oh Can't go wrong! This is our song!
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Pu Num Tu 03:23
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Pu Num Tu Pu Num Tu Pu Num Tu Ah Oo, Ah Oo Pu Num Tu Pu Num Tu Pu Num Tu Ah Oo, Ah Oo Rise and shine Departure time Lay that log Down in the brine Back to back Let's make a stack Shiny brown Deluxe compact It's not number one Cause number one is done It's not number one It's done, it's done, it's done, it's done Pu Num Tu Pu Num Tu Pu Num Tu Ah Oo, Ah Oo Pu Num Tu Pu Num Tu Pu Num Tu Ah Oo, Ah Oo Pu Num Tu Pu Num Tu Pu Num Tu Ah Oo, Ah Oo Pu Num Tu Pu Num Tu Pu Num Tu Ah Oo, Ah Oo Rise and shine Departure time Lay that log Down in the brine Back to back Let's make a stack Shiny brown Deluxe Compact Milk, milk, lemonade Around the back, the fudge is made Milk, milk, lemonade Around the back, the fudge is made Milk, milk, lemonade Around the back, the fudge is made Milk, milk, lemonade Around the back, around the back Rise and shine Departure time Lay that log Down in the brine Shiny brown Back to back Let's make a stack Shiny brown Deluxe Compact Milk, milk, lemonade Milk, milk, lemonade Milk, milk, lemonade Milk, Milk, Milk
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Morning Scars 06:35
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The murders will come They’re beating on their drums Only one song is ever sung here Hate speaks in broken tongues Seducing lost and young A neon wound that never closes Cold dawn Slow yawn Countdown To the stars Goodbye Night sky Hello Morning Scars Small stones Break bones When shot From a sling We’re here To fight We’re here To win Highlight All light Let every bell ring Out hiding in the fog The howls of hungry dogs The wax and wane Of the red-eyed craven And if your heart beats loud We will walk unbowed Can’t stop the tide Or the sun from rising Cold dawn Slow yawn Countdown To the stars Goodbye Night sky Hello Morning Scars Small stones Break bones When shot From a sling We’re here To fight We’re here To win Highlight All light Let every bell ring Highlight All light Let every bell ring Highlight All light Let every cell sing Highlight All light Let every cell sing
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Dada Catapult 03:31
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Asteroid Crow, Slips past go He whispers, “Eat Dead Snow” Hells abstraction, Our distraction Read the warranty Disappearing, Glow rods clearing All humanity Sick, Sad, World Filth, unfurled Long red nails, Toes all curled Cracking, fracking, Big bills stacking Rodents on parade Cast asunder, rotten plunder We are not afraid. Dada Catapult Ah ah, ah ah Data Catapult Oh oh, uh oh Dada Catapult Ah ah, ah ah Shoot it Shoot it Dada Catapult Ah ah, ah ah Data Catapult Oh oh, uh oh Dada Catapult Ah ah, ah ah Shoot it Shoot it Act of grace This the place Turn around Half skull, half face Pull the covers Rediscover, Peaches in the cream Fast or slow Let’s make it go This is not a dream Dada Catapult Ah ah, ah ah Data Catapult Oh oh, uh oh Dada Catapult Ah ah, ah ah Shoot it Shoot it Dada Catapult Ah ah, ah ah Data Catapult Oh oh, uh oh Dada Catapult Ah ah, ah ah Shoot it Shoot it Dada Dala Da da Dada Catapult Ah ah, ah ah Data Catapult Oh oh, uh oh Dada Catapult Ah ah, ah ah Shoot it Shoot it Dada Catapult Ah ah, ah ah Data Catapult Oh oh, uh oh Dada Catapult Ah ah, ah ah Shoot it Shoot it Shoot it Shoot it Shoot it Shoot it
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I'm a Crow 04:38
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You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow What I Say What I say goes You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow Black wing Commands the fur You little bitch You little cur You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow What I Say What I say goes You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow Black wing Commands the fur You’re King and Queen You’re whip and spur You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow What I Say What I say goes You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow You’re a Pussy I’m a Crow Pussy Crow Pussy Crow Pussy Crow Pussy You’re a Pussy Crow I’m a Crow Pussy You’re a Pussy Crow I’m a Crow Pussy You’re a Pussy Crow I’m a Crow Pussy You’re a Pussy Crow I’m a Crow Pussy I’m a Crow Crow I’m a Crow Pussy I’m a Crow Crow I’m a Crow Pussy I’m a Crow Crow I’m a Crow Pussy I’m a Crow I’m a Crow I’m a Crow
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Epilogue (TBC) 02:02
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Elbows Don’t Have Eyes is the debut album from Los Angeles’ glam-grit trio The Stolen Moans. A 13-track transmission of mythic noise, emotional clarity, and sonic defiance.

Across these tracks, the band builds a surreal cathedral out of distortion, harp, synth, fuzz, and fury. You’ll find feminist anthems (“Our Song”), post-apocalyptic rally cries (“Dada Catapult”), and surrealist affirmations that pulse with dancefloor chaos (“Pu Num Tu”). Each track is a scene in a larger mythos: a spellbook in stereo.

This album isn’t background music. It’s foreground rebellion. For the dreamers, dissenters, and lovers of poetic rage.

Whether channeling a noir lounge crow or a video-game biker gang, The Stolen Moans twist genre into a weapon, carving glam punk into new, deeply personal shapes. Alternative, indie, punk-rock, and pop-metal fans rejoice!

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released July 11, 2025

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