Turbo is the sixth studio recording by JC Autobody released on October 31, 2018 by Young Tobacco Records. Recorded in Indiana and Connecticut, it contains ten original songs and is the first JC Autobody recording following a three-year break.

Turbo marks a dramatic artistic shift that leaves behind the proto-metal of Young Tobacco and Witches to explore shock rock and glam metal heavily influenced by T. Rex, Slade and The Osmonds. Lyrical themes include bravado, nostalgia and solitude, and describe experiences centered around a fictitious Rust Belt hangout called Bigg's Arcade.

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Lyrics

I'm a Fuel-Injected Suicide Machine

I’m a fuel injected suicide machine

Turbo

i’m a diver i’m a driver i can drive all day for you / i’m a racer i’m a flyer i can be there in a few / ah ah ah / i’m a wrecker a tire checker i go a hundred and twenty two / i’m a banger a cliffhanger my overhaul is overdue / i’m a lover i’m a saint a patron of the starting gun / i’m a speedster an enginista you could say I’m the only one / take it turbo yeah yeah yeah

Savage

chew me up and spit me out yeah you’re hungry like a wolf / you break me in I try to swim but that’s my blood that’s in the water / shoot me up to take me down you walk and talk like an assassin / i look around and take a breath waiting for my execution / step it back, shut it down take a break just for a minute / i’m shedding skin so let’s begin I’ll let you right up to my limit / i’ll away from your explosion cuz you are savage savage savage savage

Inner Circle

inner circle come to me i gotcha gotcha where i want you / inner circle i said come on bring it in / i know everybody’s name and i don’t know how they got here but i gotcha gotcha where I want you / inner circle

is all you need everything that you could want is gonna come from me / inner circle come on take my hand / we might go somewhere tonight but it probably ain’t what you planned / it’s all big talk i don’t even have to really try nothing but sophisticated lies

Dark Passenger

Nobody sees him he just waits in the shadows watching in silence he knows the way into your mind i won’t forget this time / sitting in darkness waiting for me to sleep ask him his name he just holds up a mirror / i won’t forget this time / dark passenger

Serpentine

serpentine don’t you know just what i mean rip the pages from the foldout of an auto magazine / get the led out don’t you sellout think you know just what I want / put the pedal to the metal roll the window down and hang your arm outside yeah yeah yeah / wolverine that’s what you call your war machine from a house in indiana one day off amphetamines / Homemade tattoos of a lady with a black cat for a baby black rainbows in the sky so roll the window down and let the storm inside / I know you know what i mean serpentine / pull the throttle on the engine sunglasses from a gas station get the led out, don’t just spinout think you know just what I want yeah put the pedal to the metal turn your high beams on and roll up right beside me

Analog Scum

Instrumental

Bring Me My Jacket

bring me my jacket from the hallway i’m gonna go out for awhile / bring me my jacket little sister i wanna put it on tonight / dogs are howling in the distance their wicked coats are black as night / coke machines are glowing down the street distant thunder for the ride / bring me my jacket from the hallway i wanna go out for awhile the road is calling from a distance think i’ll answer it this time

Horsepower

i can’t feel my legs again i pull myself out of the water yeah my face is getting thin needin something to make me stronger / big black circles under my eyes It’s from stayin out all night hit me right up in the face and get some air up in this place / lookin for a white wall fix again pull another all night in the headlights / you don’t know yeah where ive been let me have another hit from the gas line feel the tingle in my legs comin back and everything will be alright feel the blood rush to my neck and i can keep it going up all night / lady, there’s a world you don’t even know on the other side and lady, if you ever wanna touch the sky just take a ride / i got to get me got to get me gimme summa that horsepower

I'm Just Heer 4 the Gasoline

rollin on over to Bigg’s Arcade got a high speed score on a video game / gonna close it all down at the silver screen an american werewolf if you know what i mean / midnight oil ain’t what i need cuz i’m just heer for the gasoline

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