by White Mystery

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White Mystery was born on April 20, 2008, when Miss Alex White & and her beloved brother Francis Scott Key White spotted a shiny Airheads candy wrapper on the ground. That silvery strip of reflective paper sparked an onslaught of rock genius fortified with Chicago DIY determination.

The rest is White Mystery history; like clockwork, they have released new music every year on that same date-- Self/Titled (2010), Blood & Venom (2011), People Power (2012), Telepathic (2013), Dubble Dragon (double album 2014), That Was Awesome (feature film 2015) and coming this April 20, the album they were born to produce: OUTTA CONTROL.

It’s smooth and sweet like taffy candy, buoyed by that signature rolling beat, and inscrutably infectious. Only the wildly redheaded rockers themselves know exactly what alchemy went into creating this delectable confection, but the result is the duo’s first polished-pop masterpiece. It’s an absolute knockout.
---Don DeGrazia, Author of "American Skin"


released April 20, 2016

Produced, Written & Performed by Miss Alex White & Francis Scott Key White
Recorded & Mixed by Brad Althaus at Gunhed Studios. Mastered by Matt Engstrom
Art by Mac Blackout. Diane Alexander White Photography. Made in Chicago, IL USA
Published by Alex and Francis White Music ASCAP. All Rights Reserved © 2016


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White Mystery is the ferocious rock’n’roll sibling duo of Miss Alex White and Francis Scott Key White from Chicago. www.whitemysteryband.com

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Falling in love on the tip of a rocket
Put that in your dream and smoke it
I can be nice and naughty,
I can be proud of my body.
You are my best friend!
Falling in love on the tip of a rocket
Falling in love, and I ain’t gonna stop it.
I can be nice and naughty,
I can be proud of my body.
You are my best friend!
It’s a whole lot of pushing and shoving!
I’d do anything for your loving!
I just want to make a statement!
That our hearts are made for breaking.
House on the rock
Sit on my dock
It's a quiet place
Like in outer space
I'm so alone
Inside our home
Every thing is wrong
Alien vision bomb
Take me away
From the grey tower
To the diamond shower
Where can I take her?
Close to our maker
Everything is wrong
Alien Vision Bomb.
Out of Control
The journey
The vibe
Out of control
Final destination.
Black rocket fuel.
Shiny Silver Wrapper
Found it underground
Divine inspiration
Turn that clown upside down!
Happy little babies
on the battlefield
dancing in dreamland
fight to save the world.
Track Name: UNHINGED
Here comes the ghost
The ghost with the most
Transcending stairs
Well he's unaware

He's bending time
It’s neverending
I miss you so
He’s just floating.

Well he's barely touching the dining room floor
Rarely touching his fingers to the door
Here comes the ghost, Here comes the ghost

We don't want (mind control)
We want to satisfy our souls
Track Name: FINGER (NSFW)
I’m a sick, sick **ck
I want to keep my eyes shut
I got a ten luck
Clean a ten point buck
Cheese in the crust, cheese cheese in the crust
Gonna make me bust
Squeeze out the pus I’m a sick sick **ck
I'm busy stashing nuts
Throw them under the bus
God bless me Jesus
Get on your knees
I’m on my knees
Milky honey bees
I’m easy to please
Wipe it away with the right rag
Keep it in your @$$
Shove it in your @$$
Gonna wrap you around my finger!
I dunno how I'm gonna tell him
That I've got no cerebellum
He's coming after me
But you know, I'm no sissy.
In the the morning light, you know I’m gonna be there.
In the morning, in the starry sky, you know, I'm gonna be there.
Oh ba ba oh da bou bou
I’m gonna be there!
My medulla oblongata
If you want some, I got a lotta!
Step inside my humble abode,
Where you'll find my frontal lobe.
Gotta finger in my cortex
He's waiting at my doorstep
Why does he want my gray matter?
That’s the sound of children’s laughter.
In the the morning light, you know I’m gonna be there.
In the morning, in the starry sky, you know, I'm gonna be there.
Track Name: PACCI
Quit Playing Magic With My Heart
Balle balle, aqui aqui.
I'm beside myself and feeling gay
Oh I’m sorry bae, I cherish you everyday
But now I go away, I'm going away, ayeay.
I got nothing to say, but i took your love anyway
Oh it's such a shame, and you my name. My name is Pacci!
I took you home to my mami, ohhhhh oh oh you still love me?
I still must go back
To where I came from baby.
You tried to keep my heart for yourself,
but Pacci must look after himself.
His name is Pacci,
He has a heart of patches,
Like the sunset over the Basque country.
Like eggshells he must walk with his trusted steed.
Like the civil war that tore apart brothers and fathers.
The haunted mountain prison and the back of the wind.
You're gonna wanna see this through the pain and sickness
I have the thickest equipment, you know I'll make the shipment, just in time for Christmas.
You won't want to miss this.
Get back in line and go about your business.
It's the meanest shiznit this side of limp bizkit
take a step back before you get lipstick on your dick lips
good bye and good riddance
get out my town or else I'll send you back to the sticks while your body bag zips.
I smite evil with D sixes and spike frauds in the tournaments
say one more word and I’ll torture you with my instruments.
The knee of justice shatters your ignorance.
We mobilize with real eyes, the forces of evil may spin their lies but we'll mesmerize and materialize the cavalry with our righteous war cries. Feel the vibes and you may just realize how pathetic you seem to the just and the wise. Few we may be, but the lions share of glory marks our legacy. With my sword sister next to me there is nothing out of reach and I’ll fight in the streets with scars on my feet until the battle is won and the enemy beat. The legend will live and the malice will subside and maybe one day after we all die someone will be smart enough to learn the reason why. Spirit of the generation
Bring the message to our nation
When your bootstraps become your table scraps
Freedom can still be found on a map
If you don't know what you want let alone how to get it
You can still find enlightenment
Hidden inside a real work ethic
Making you proud is my fetish
Find yourself on heaven’s guest list
My destiny is supersonic
I pray to not become demonic
A twist of fate can derail a crusade
If the crucible can be swayed

Invisible hands demand their payment
Blood for the blood God inside the pavement
Anxiety makes you manipulate
Depression is real, but you are fake
The chemicals in our bodies are made from dead suns and ghost of aliens.
we are slaves to the lords of the galaxy that look just like you and me if we want to be free its going to be excruciating to fight for all eternity don't turn your back on me I promise it will be haunting. Martyrs split in half buried to their necks may still have an effect if the awoken don't expect it to be handed to them. You probably have rocks in your hands already, hardwired to a system you think you can see despite your eyelids masking the true reality. The pain will rouse you from sleep, the dreams deep inside can still blind the unwise while the truth creeps out your ears and wears a disguise. I can be your fortune cookie, there's a magic 8 ball that's goes for same price as a gram of cocaine that's guaranteed to have the same effect on your brain. Pyramids floating in solution are a good enough conclusion when intelligent design meets evolution for an awkward cup of coffee at place neither wants to be seen. Behind every soldier is a queen that resents the work that attracted her in the first damn place. I hope we all die in outer space, cold alone and afraid. The oxygen leaves your body in a violent parade, the bug lord is about to get laid and he's ready to impregnate you with a child who has mighty pincers and eight legs.
You better believe,
We're coming for you
Climb the trees
We're going to kill you
Looking at rays of light through a lens of blood and flesh be my guest.
Clowning around the town tonight
Alex White, she's all right
She likes to fly kites at night
She's pretty good in a fight
Very bright and keeps it tight
Well if you wont
She just might
Killing with kindness
And Tommy “Two Times”

White Mystery is here, and so are you.
Sing sing sing until our face turns blue.
Sing sing sing and a doodly do,
Having a good time and so are you!

Plug your ear and a doobie do
Let's have a party scooby do!
Dancy dancy howdy do
Fancy panties whoopty do!

Kirby’s here and Yoshi too
Jiggly Puff and Falcon too
Thats a lot of fat to chew.
Bundle up or you'll catch a flu
Cow goes moo, what do ya do?
1 and 2, now tie my shoe.
I’ll put you on hold and patch you through
If you don't like it you can screw.
Ugh yeah
Heart of darkness
Eyes light and and bright
Cemetery mournings you left me there
It's a struggle.
You left me there, You said you’d be back.
Waiting in the cemetery, I found myself.
Eyes light and and bright!
Heart of darkness!
Lucifer the morningstar!
It's a struggle
wahhhhhhhh yeahhh grrrrrrrrr

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