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Intermittent Reinforcement From The Muse

by Michael Psycho

Severance 03:42
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.
37 Times 03:44
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
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
Shitcanned 01:52
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
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)
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
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
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
Deja Vu 03:44
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.
G.F.O.D. 02:41
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
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
Sit On It 02:39
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.
("Lyrics? Fuckin' a, on this one, your guess is as good as mine." -MP)


released December 25, 2012


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