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1. |
Severance
03:42
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I can’t stay here anymore
Don’t want to waste another day
Which ends up just as sad as
All the ones before
When I try to focus on
The things that need attention
In my life I can’t and
Doom just drags me down.
But if I over think
And lose a night of sleep
It’s not because some guilty conscience
Drove me mad.
I just can’t take it anymore
So I’ll just sit and watch instead
I’m just resigned to killing time
Until I’m dead.
You and I
Have severed any ties
And now we float about
Like wreckage in the storm.
Between the lines of my intent
I hide the motives of my deeds
And in the end get
What I need.
But what I need isn’t what I want
And so I stay entrapped
In foolish servitude
To no real end.
Trying to comprehend
Some point to what I’ve done
Makes me disgusted with
The choices that I make.
I can’t evaluate
The questions in my head that
I’ll never ask, I never will
So why obsess?
You and I
Don’t bother anymore
To figure out what can be done
To save ourselves.
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2. |
37 Times
03:44
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I must have done some good somewhere
Since now you are here
Naked in my bed
Like you were painted by Gauguin
Look at me and get me high
Like the coquette in my dreams
I’ve lost track of the time
Let it slip on by
You stayed with me ‘til I was dead and gone
And that’s the future which I’ve held upon
All I have to do is think of you
And I win eternal life
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3. |
Gibberish In Three
03:00
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Can’t stand up
Got my nuts kicked
I let myself go
I simply found it easy
To amount to nothing
But got it all wrong
Afraid to let you in
And I let you down baby
Didn’t get the job done
I hardly knew you woman
When we weren’t in the bed
And in respect to being
Up to no good
Pray away
All that sticks in my head
But then I ended up leaving
And breaking your heart
And you crawled on your hands
And your knees in the sand
I know what you’re doing
You’re putting on a show
Yeah, thinking you’re
Skipping over things
It’s there, in a minute
You’ll take it and gone
On a long hard road
God damned ‘bout a year
Got some damaged pride
And a center of fear
Ending off trail
To lose them tracks
I got tired
Hearing what they say
Can’t consider
Anything’s tied to me
And you wiggle your hips
For dollars and gold
It’s a social disease
To roam all day
Your hope in life
Is fading out
Is it one minute spent
Being happy enough
Deaf to all
Your inner angel has to say
And blind to all
Of those rivers you cross
Throwing thoughts out
Just to hope they’ll mesh
Might come by
An attractive pitch
And someone might find
In the vortex of life
A drug of delusion
That’s inside their mind
Ascertain it’s insane
For any free thought
There’s not a shred
Of innocence
Burnt offerings
To keep you on your heels
That aren’t that great
And don’t have much appeal
When I did decide
To go for broke
And try to fix your heart
It just made you upset
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4. |
Shitcanned
01:52
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You really thought
You had it made
Time to settle down
And get steady pay
It didn’t turn out that way
The economy’s going south
When you suddenly found
You got
Shitcanned
In the hardest way
That they don’t want you now
So they turned around and
Told you to take a hike
Though you tried real hard
To be well liked
You got
Shitcanned
You didn’t have a clue
And now you’re wondering
What you’re gonna do
Jumped through hoops
Just like a dog
You even snitched
Some people off
Now you know
That you were wrong
You’re out on your ass
And you realize
You got shitcanned
For the bottom line
That made them decide
To kick ya to the curb
You got
Shitcanned
Your loyalty
For the company
Didn’t mean a thing
When the profit margin
Starts looking mean
Then it’s time
For you to leave
And get
Shitcanned
Just like him
He thought he’d retire
On the company dime
But then one day
Real life set in
And his happy ending
Was modified
To a tragedy
He didn’t see
That the powers that be
Don’t give a fuck
And he’s
Shitcanned
Just like her
She was a corporate pet
And now she’s got no job
Despite the fact
That for years
She slobbed the boss’s knob
Did whatever
She was told to do
Then one day they called
Her in
Just to tell her that she was through
And she got
Shitcanned
Just like you
When someday the company
Concludes that you are through
And deciding to
Eliminate your job
Is an idea they think is great
Don’t get too confident
Or feel secure
Cuz to them
You’re human resource manure
To get shitcanned
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5. |
Get Some Height
02:56
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I heard you talking all about yourself
Just the other day
And then the week before that
And the past few years as well
You seem to struggle with the meaning of it all
Which puts you in the same predicament
As several billion souls
And all you seem to talk about
Is how hard your struggle is
Instead of sympathy or empathy
You make me take the piss
You’ve got issues (God bless you)
You’ve got issues (Here’s a tissue)
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6. |
Walk Of Shame
02:30
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If you take that walk of shame
I’m not to blame
When you are coming to my place at night
You have to leave before
The slightest trace of daylight
‘Cause if the neighbors see you coming in
They’ll think you’re living in a life of sin
Just ‘cause you’re wearing the same clothes
And for some reason you think that they’ll know
That you’ve been fornicating all night long
And in their minds they’ll think that’s wrong
Sounds like you’re living in an uptight place
Where people like to get into each other’s face
And gossip’s spread amongst their selves
And their mentality’s about the age of twelve
You must really care about their point of view
I don’t know why, seems like a wasteful thing to do
All I know is that I’m not to blame
If you decide to take that walk of shame
If you take that walk of shame
I’m not to blame
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Lafayette
What are your crimes
Hey Lafayette
Who’s your assassins this time
Jubela Jubelo and Jubelum?
Was that a natural death
In that hotel room?
When I read
About the lies
That you wrote down
To invade their minds
I first thought
About the beast
And how rocket fuel
Must be released
Lafayette
What are your crimes
Hey Lafayette
Do you remember the time
You sent out to me
Three of your boys
To do a man’s job with
Broken toys
I said hey
They said “What?”
I said, “What’s this?”
And I pulled out my gun
They got smart
And they started to run
Lafayette
What are your crimes
Lafayette
You should have done time
How the Hell
Did you walk away
Miscarriage
Seems to seize the day
All your words
Can’t hide your flaws
And all your flock
Evade because
They know
You’re faker than Santa Claus
It takes a real actor to
Support the cause
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8. |
Gimme A Brick
03:44
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Hipster sycophants are all you've got
You think you're clever but you're not
You huff and puff at my brick house
And you go fuck yourself
Good thing you're famous
And you've made a lot of money
Since you're otherwise as helpless
As a puppy on the street
Now you have people
Who can wipe your ass for paychecks
'Til you go broke 'cause yer stupid
Or you die of an OD
You say you're talented
In truth you really aren't
You cite your influences well
But they don't really show at all
Nobody with half a brain
Would give you the time of day
Give me a brick and I can show you
What I think of your display
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9. |
Deja Vu
03:44
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When I was a young man
Thought I knew it all
Now I’ve realized
I knew nothing
As the years went by
I didn’t try to learn
And as a result
I fell backwards
There’s no one else to blame
I’m here for just so long
And won’t see the same day
Again.
When I was a young man
Thought I knew it all
Now I’ve realized
I knew nothing
As the years flew by
I let things slip away
And soon I shifted gears
Into idle.
There’s no one else to blame
I’m here and then I’m gone
Where life will lead me
It’s hard to say.
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10. |
G.F.O.D.
02:41
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She always fails to let me down
And I don't take that for granted
I can see us leaving town
And all this wretched place behind
In a world with no regrets
Where we both can live our lives
And we'll both be free and happy
And look forward to what's next
She shined a light
That opened up my eyes
I found a way
That we can get away
And seize the day
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11. |
Enter The Fat Lady
03:23
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Some like to talk a lot
About this life that we've all got
I'm not sure what thy mean
I'm sure I don't know what I want
I could be satisfied
If there was some point to this song
There isn't one
So please forget what I said
Self styled godly types
Will try to guide me on what to see
But they're fools
The truth is
It's too late to rescue me
What's the point of searching
With no objective to the task
There are simply no more answers
With no questions left to ask
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12. |
Sit On It
02:39
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He wants a permanent role
He wants mental control
He wants to dig you a hole
He goes where illest winds blow
He gotta lotta stuff he gotta let out of outta there
But he’ll take it outta you and if yer hurt,
he won’t care
He lost his head long ago
He wants to make what you know
He’s got nefarious goals
His gut’s a big jellyroll
He needs his tales to be told
He wants to swallow you whole
He’s got ideas that he stole
He wants your head on a pole
Yeah, he sits on his soul…
His brain is just his asshole.
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13. |
Poon Pa Poon Pa Poon
00:50
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("Lyrics? Fuckin' a, on this one, your guess is as good as mine." -MP)
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