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QUAN - Night Cream

by Quan

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1.
Baddest Bitch 02:52
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1. BADDEST BITCH Who is the baddest bitch? I am. Possibly baddest that’s ever lived Act like I’m 36 But I’m actually I’m fifty bitch Don’t call me daddy I'm your mummy I leave you hanging like daddy tits I am just repping this shit Deft like I’m Epstein, Just call me management I am like Fred when he’s dancing with Ginger I’m gonna put on the ritz I will Eat all your runny dicks I got a dirty mouth - watch me spit I am Like Klaus kinski Doing Bukaki on Bukowski At a swingers party with jodorowski I Fucked you mother Now I got your house keys CHORUS Yeah I’m a Bad mother fucker Baby can’t you see? I’ll Make you cry then I’ll make you Bleed - better Think twice I’m begging you please - I’m bad news Don’t fuck with me VERSE 2 I’m on the illest of teams We got the illest of schemes We are just chillin’ here hanging medallions on stallions and stacking our millions and billions of beans Fire up the smoking machines, Heat up the laser rays Light us up like you are JJ Pretending he’s George Lucas After a shave I’m not afraid To be on top of this shit Cream of the crop of this shit I’m like Dick Van Dyke yeah tap that like Mary Poppins and shit I am the church I am the steeple I am like Neitzsche beyond good and evil I am just living my life like there won’t be sequel CHORUS ALT Cos I’m a Bad mother fucker Take it from me I’ll make you blind then I’ll make you see - better think twice I’m begging you please - I’m bad news Don’t fuck with me
2.
Pop Life 03:00
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POP LIFE VERSE 1 Hello, I’m just another human Doing my best to be a little less stupid I’m trying I swear - trying to care Getting up in the morning - making my bed, doing my hair. Yeah. I’m living good on the internet No filters man I’m genuine Best life - Yes I’m killing it Good feels - guess I’m feelin it dress smart, smell real good ….See me pettin’ all the dogs in the neighbourhood I’m eatin pastries with good path of exile You can’t phase me nothin bothers me A nice guy through and through the guy next door, I’m just like you All I wanna do is make it pop for a minute So stop for a minute and just hop right in it CHORUS I just want that POP… LIFE Come on give it to me all night Just Put me in your spot… light Cos I’ll be Dancing here with you Yeah I just want that POP… LIFE Come and give it to me All night long Just put me in your spot light Cos I’ll be Dancing here with you VERSE 2 Ey, I just wanna pop it man Get in the pocket of your bottom end There isn’t nothing that can stop it man I’m like Elton mixed with Bernie I’m a rocketman Watch me do this shit all day Pretend like I got shit to say Yeah I am just tryna get paid Lucky rapping just a hobby I do every other day huh Don’t you want the pop life? Hot tea, hot scones, fresh cream on your butter knife Party like a dick head every night Do it all again on the weekend rewind But maybe you should slow for a minute Get to know yourself and maybe just grow for a minute Nah fuck it man life is for the living And mixed messages are the motherfucking best!! VERSE 3 Hold up Wait a fuckin minute man ...... I’m a bring it back and Make them fuckers pop Yeah I’m a make it pop again All I wanna do is Make them fuckers pop Mmm That’s the way we doin it All day everyday Making fuckers pop There’s Really nuthin fuckin to it man Yeah you like the way we Make them fuckers pop POP pop pop pop POP life All night long POP pop pop pop Spotlight Dancing here with you
3.
Believer 03:24
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BELIEVER Ugh yeah ugh ugh haha ugh it’s been a long time coming Right, …I’m dolled up with the fancy stuff Tee shirt, jeans and a home hair cut I been caged so long I feel like Nicholas. ALVAAA So swish got the family pass A List …But the dream fell apart Now I’m on the grind like TMJ But I’m like Madonna when I holi! Woo woo! SO Middle class… haven’t got much Got quite a lot… haven’t got enough Keep on collecting the pointless stuff Call me at a point when the lines get cut Rough..I’m about to lose it fuck I’m about to bruise this cut I’m about to fly this mic through a lightning storm cos I might need that just to get a little buzz BRIDGE I’ve been running blind for so long I don’t know why anymore I’m just looking for something to hold on to CHORUS I’m a Believer Keep believing VERSE 2 Yo Guess I’m cynical that’s just me There’s not a whole lot left to believe that doesn’t mean I’m a horrible person just about real as a realist can be I don’t believe in a thing I don’t believe you can really know what I am thinking unless you get into my shoes and put on my skin Buffalo Bill shit I give a fuck yeah I give a fuck maybe just not quite enough Maybe too much Maybe I just didn’t get enough hugs Fuck you Tiger mum Just kidding had a really good childhood And it just got better and better and better and better and Now I got nothing to complain about Fuck when’d I get boring? BRIDGE I’ve been running blind for so long I don’t know why anymore I’m just looking for something to hold on to CHORUS 2 I’m a Believer Just Keep believing (Hold on to your love) I’m a believer Just keep believing Yeah (Hold on to your love) SAX SOLO
4.
Umami 02:50
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UMAMI VERSE 1 I can eat that pussy all day Come Sunshine, rain or hail Drizzle on my face Rain that ticker tape down Like a peace parade wooo My woman gotta vag with flavour Always going back for the taste uh - Pastry’s better with the glaze on Hit that shit like John Malkovich In Liasons I’m on your hips like a pager Tongue knock you out like a taser Put all your treats In my mouth Fuck über eats I’ll eat it out I’m going deep I’m going down Block my credit cards Freeze the accounts Poof… gone I won’t be found Tell momma that I love her but I won’t be around (Somebody tell me why) CHORUS Shes so salty She’s so sour Tastes so sweet in my mouth She’s so Umami She’s so Umami X 2 VERSE 2 Guess who’s flying south for the winter …dance in the rain like Belinda Swirl it all around in a ring Bring water to Arrakis Turn a desert a Spring yeah I love your Vagina baby Sit on my face and go crazay I just want all of that gravy Drink that mother fucker like wine I wanna wet that kitty Just like Melbourne city in the Springtime Shitty Better Get a Umba-rella ready for the Precipitation I really don’t mind if you’re bleedin I need the iron I’m a Vegan Wrap your thighs round my ears Like cans on a DJ Got me on a replay Ah shit Listen to my GuitARRR! GUITAR SOLO LAST CHORUS (Somebody tell me how) Shes so salty She’s so sour Tastes so sweet in my mouth She’s so Umami She’s so Umami X2
5.
W.O.W. 03:17
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W.O.W. Fuck all the PYTS I’m hanging with the Milfs with the PhDs …the cougars with the krüg and belugar Only fuck with women that be old enough to sue YE I see Workin in that Cardigan oh Tryna Getting me hard again Botox shots on the bar Grey goose for all my Silver foxes in the country club Fuck the youth man, they don't mean shit to me Like my mummies ancient ... Egyptian history Had a hysterectomy? That don’t mean ya dead to me Lady Get next to me for Sex sans vasectomy Bennies in the morning, nappin in pm Probably gonna die soon Carpe diem crank the hearin’ aid up and get dronk 80s dance classix sippin on sav blanc CHORUS Na na na na na na na na na na na na I just can’t just can’t get enough of those wealthy older women VERSE 2 Ashley fucking Madison ...I be Dustin You be Mrs Robinson A mother fucker cos I like to fuck a mother I could be your son, your son could be my little brother Yo …I see ya Flashing me your dentures Standing at the teller cashing in debentures …spray tan Rollin in the coupe Sex on decks on boats to Guadeloupe ....I'm crackers for that loose plated charcuterie Call me a hipster - old is the new new to me ...Call me Ryan I'm a teeny Gosling Young goose looking for them mutton chops for gobbling ​​... Just Let me nibble on your cochlear …I’ll make it wet like Clayderman with Perrier Sit on your lap like a terrier Oh…I’m a marry ya Yeah CHORUS 2 Na na na na na na na na na na na na I just can’t just can’t get enough of those wealthy older women MID 8 You don’t have to say you’re sorry When everything feels soooo right​​ Just watchin’ you move that body I just wanna Make you mine tonight LAST CHORUS Na na na na na na na na na na na na I just can’t just can’t get enough of those wealthy older women X4
6.
Caught Up 03:06
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6. CAUGHT UP INTRO I Just wanna be caught up in a moment with you VERSE 1 Yo Welcome to the filler The one track you know shouldn’t really be there That hot sex you couldn’t let go That ex you went back to and couldn’t say no You keep hittin’ it over again Leave it at one time All your friends said You knew they were right But you wanted wrong Wanted to wake up next to that perfect song Now… It’s gotta hold on you Ugh It’s got control of you You spend the whole night through Like a lovestruck fool With your headphones strapped and this shit on loop !!'Maybe’!! Just one more time put the work in You can make it right could be the one But you still can’t tell Cos you overthought it all to hell Oh well CHORUS I know nothin lasts forever So let’s spend night together Let’s watch the sun coming up I just wanna be caught up in a moment with you x2 VERSE 2 Fuck this shit It’s crack cocaine This track’s a zombie eating my brain I need help ‘fore I hurt myself Cos I’m all caught up in this private hell I can’t eat I can’t sleep And when I do I just dream of this beat Same old thing like every night And I’m so fuckin’ freaked like every time See You n me walking hand in hand Postcard beach, toes in sand Warm breeze blowin through my hair Sound of saxophones - in the air But I can always tell that there’s something wrong Something I can never put my finger on I try to scream - try to break free But this thing got a hold on me Gee… FINAL CHORUS Ooh I know nothin lasts forever So let’s spend night together Let’s watch the sun coming up Just wanna be caught up in a moment with you X2 OUTRO Just wanna be caught up in a moment with you x2

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QUAN - Night Cream
EP release SEPT 1
Vinyl via MGM and www.valverecords.com.au/shop/
Digital ffm.to/quannightcream
Vinyl HERE: www.valverecords.com.au/shop/

Quan presents Night Cream. A love letter to an innerchild moulded in the 1980s. A synthetic balm to keep your face moist and shiny through the most arduous cocktail luncheon. Some dumb impulse that draws you into a trashy affair with your best friend’s step mum.
A familiar tingling sensation before a herpes out break. That wild freedom you get whenever you pee on a forest floor. The odd sensation of stepping onto a escalator that isn’t running. Just one more perfectly pointless conversation to dance to.

The QUANimator is all but putty in the hand - moulding that badassss madness into a stomping good time. That BADDEST BITCH vid walks all over it on the soft-shoe rampage.

The BADDEST BITCH vid is 'ere - youtu.be/BEAWCUh8A64

The Night Cream EP is loosely based on an early 80s musical movie starring Michael Sembello, as Ed Strimmer a working class, weightlifting trainer/dance instructor whose business is struggling to compete with a nearby, state of the art gym run by some total douchebags played by Van Halen. Gary Numan stars as enigmatic time traveller, Zoff, accidentally sent back from the year 2246.
Trapped in 1984, with no money and no way home Zoff finds himself living on the mean streets of LA. Mistaking Zoff for a European computer game programmer down on his luck, Ed befriends him and gives him a job setting up the MS-DOS admin computer at his gym. Lucky for him, Zoff has a real talent for making insane technological advances to Ed’s workout equipment. Pretty soon everyone who’s anyone is flocking to train there, giving Gym Halen a real run for their money and a real reason to find out exactly what’s going on at Ed’s place.

PREVIOUS ALBUM The Amateur available here consumevalve.bandcamp.com/album/quan-the-amateur

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released September 1, 2023

Written and produced by Quan
All music and recording by Quan
Video and art by Quan

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