1. |
Bike
00:57
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50 x 17 lean, mean Krylon green
No brakes, for god’s sake, stay out of my way
I don’t fucking play, if you get out your car,
the cops will need yellow tape
365/24/7, that’s right!
Yeah, motherfucker, both goddamn day and night
Bet your ass I ride my fucking bike!
I’m no jock, it’s just I hate to walk
And I can’t stand cars ‘less I’m going very far
And I’d rather have SARS than ride the bus
Plus I leave it in the dust on most days
Johnny Blaze on the pedals
Headphones baring metal
Refuse to believe there’s anything more
And wouldn't accept anything less
It’s just like flying, you should really try riding
Plus you should be living if you end up dying
365/24/7, that’s right!
Yeah, motherfucker, both goddamn day and night
Bet your ass I ride my fucking bike!
In the winter I’m a warrior, summer I’m a king!
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2. |
Me & Them
01:19
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Not fit for human consumption
Now so full of presumption
Just like you patronizing fucks
“I think your lifestyle really sucks”
Just like you think of mine
I want to see you fail
I hate your happiness
Your passive-aggressive underhandedness
I hate your scene I don’t wanna be seen
That’s why I’m not part of your fucking scene
The fact that I make some folks happier than you
You’d turn around and try to make me feel crappy
6 months later you’d do the same thing
and all those dirty rigs, dirty rigs, dirty rigs ring a bell
You used to be my best friend, now you can go to hell
I give you no strife for your life
I got my own vice and you do too
So I don’t see what’s the big t’do
As a matter of fact Fuck you!
One of us has got to split
‘cause I’m sick of all your petty shit
I’d kill myself for all of you
That’s really what I oughta do
Cuz I feel fine and don’t have the time
For all the blah blah blah, blah blah blah!
Kill myself for all of you
that really what I oughta do
As a matter of fact fuck all of you
Cuz I feel fine and don’t have the fucking time
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3. |
Nervous Fits
01:14
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Tap my chest and run in place
Try to displace all this anxiety
Yell, scream, daydream
Tell myself jokes about all you blokes
Average, everyday folks, pigs in pokes
700 smokes drink, drink, drink and fidget and twitch
Like the energy ball on my goddamn wrist
Nothing’s amiss, but I can’t shake this
Wisdom of the sage can’t help me now
I feel like I could stop a train
But I’d end up a stain
Coke then speed then beer then liquor then cigarettes and Adderall
I just can’t take it all
Puking fits, nervous shit, making fists
Clench my jaw, scratch my brain, I’m insane
Puking fits, nervous shit, I can’t take it all
It’s plain to see it’s too much anxiety for me
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4. |
What Did We Do To We?
01:53
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Nope, not this one.
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5. |
Saint of Killers
01:30
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Simple outlaw
I’m feeling cold and ruthless
Scour the earth scalping heads for money
Saved one, strangely touched,
you take a wife and child
Work your days away as a humble farmer now
You are the only one, you are the ruthless one
And if your name was Jesse Custer
I would fucking run
A heart so cold you freeze the flames of hell
go there to take on the devil and leave him dead
Take the job of death, entombed in a mountain
until you take on heaven itself
You are the only one, you are the ruthless one
And if your name was Jesse Custer
I would fucking run
Saint of Killers
Through the frozen tundra now,
to get the medication for your wife and child
How many people had you shot that day
How many cops had to die
All those people in that bar
“You can see I’m unarmed”,
we’ll you can see I ain’t
Powered by evil and not just by skill
That’s why every shot, every fucking shot’s, a kill
You are the ruthless one, you are the only one,
Saint of Killers
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6. |
Affect Change?
01:51
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Boxed in, locked out
What does it matter
Any cause you stand for somebody thwarts you
If I was your mom, I’d fucking abort you
Pull the trigger and clap you
Plus you get no dap, dude
And when you talk I just want to slap you
And all your opinions, well they’re crap too
If you just except we failed
Live your life to be happy
You won’t change a thing
Reach for your own brass ring
Make a change for you
Cause the world never will
Eager anticipation of disappointment
When you could just live for the moment
If you just except we failed
Standing on street corners
Screaming to those you could never convert
Self-endorsed corruption
and your own self-destruction
If you just except we failed
Live your life to be happy
You won’t change a thing
Reach for your own brass ring
Cause the world never will make a change for you
Be your own martyr, live in your own skin
You hope the worst for yourself
You make the worst for yourself
You could hope the best for yourself
You might make the best, you might make the best
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7. |
Defeated By January
01:55
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It’s so cold
It’s so dark
It’s been too long
I can’t stand anyone
I just wanna see the sun
I don’t even fucking care
I’ve been defeated by January
Ain’t no warm December night
Like a plant I need light
Through the snow and slush I slide
Try to put this all aside
You can make it one more day
You can’t drink this away
I can’t stand anyone
I just wanna see the sun
I don’t even fucking care
I’ve been defeated by January
I always fight with my friends
I just wanna see the end
I’ve been defeated by January
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8. |
Meanstreak
01:25
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You could never fade this, HA!
You will never fade this
No matter how hard you try!
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9. |
La Brea Tar Pit
01:07
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Drowning in error but I don’t care
Coughing fit until I’m sick
La Brea Tar Pit, been smoking for years
It punctuates my day
Lets you know I’m mad so stay away
Takes the pain away when I’m bored to tears
It’s the worst decision I’ve made to this day
Might as well throw my bike away
First and last thing everyday
I tried vapor I tried gum
I think cancer’s when I’ll be done
There’s a millions of dinosaurs
running through my lungs
Sticky like summertime chewing gum
Stuck to the hot tar and asphalt
Asphalt, asphalt, I’m the ass and it’s my fault
It’s just default, it’s just default
I’m the ass and it’s my fault
A millions of dinosaurs
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10. |
Time or Money
01:26
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Wake up when you hear the beep
Forty hours a work like a geek
Twenty minute for lunch, you better eat
You’re a good productive cog
You’re a beautiful little machine
But you gave your life away
Yes, you sold it all away
Till retirement day
When you’ll have no energy
and nothing left to say
Time or Money?
I only know what you show me
You only get what you see
I spend more time with you
than the people that I love
And that makes no sense to me
It’s your time or money, what’s worth more?
Give up and kill yourself or maybe just
quit your job
Time or money
But you gave your life away
Yes, you sold it all away
Till retirement day
When you’ll have no energy and
nothing left to say
Time or Money?
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11. |
Copywrongs
01:45
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12. |
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The average duration of intercourse in the United States of America is just under 2 minutes
The average duration of human gestation is approximately 9 months
Your minimum commitment as a “good” parent is 18 years, but more likely the rest of your life
I don’t understand it, I can’t get behind it, I won’t endorse it, I’ll just never do it
Most folks find it fascinating
The notion of having your family expand
Carry on the name when you’re gone
But, if you weren’t there, who’d care?
You just wanna see a part of you that ain’t evil
But, bet that’s just a yet
You’ll fuck ‘em up like your folks did you
It’s all true, I hate children and pregnant ladies too
Stop crying, you’re being silly
No I don’t wanna touch your belly
It’s for real, it’s not for me
Them ugly pictures I just don’t wanna see
Ain’t no fucking maybes, I hate pregnant ladies and babies
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13. |
Half-Cocked
01:41
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Heard about all the shit that’s been going down
The stress and strife in my life
Funny, no one thought to tell me
Seems like it’s probably emotional debris
Or maybe just your jealousy
Yeah it seems like you’re just jealous of me
You run around town,
you run your mouth you’re half-cocked
You talk your talk, you walk your walk,
you’re half-cocked
Seems like a bunch of emotional debris
you’re half-cocked
Seems like you’re just jealous of me,
you’re half-cocked
I get bored but I don’t lie
I talk shit but I do it to your face
Maybe that’s why I’m such a disgrace
I just wanna give you a taste
Before you ruin what’s left
of my good graces
Why don’t you keep your nose
on your face
Or maybe I should just smash your face
The hammer of judgment swings so hard
Judged and exiled, but you weren’t there
We had a committee and deemed that you were shitty
Put aside all you’ve done
We’ve decided you were the one
The scapegoat, exile, push away
Half-Cocked
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14. |
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It seems kinda petty
It seems like something we could work through
if we just talk about it
But, you don’t fucking care
And that’s why
Sometime I fight with my friends
But, that’s okay
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15. |
To Someone You're "Them"
01:36
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Get in your SUV, go shopping
Strap your kid down to the stroller
Your mortgage rate is blooming
Your credit cards are overdrawn
Your degree is a piece of paper
You’ll never buy your way out of that debt
You’re wife is gonna leave you
But, you never talk anyway
Church group and bible study
Jesus in religious theories
8-11 watch your digital dish
Then dream of your digital wish
Even the way you smell
All the shit you buy and sell
Best I could surmise, your life’s a fairy tale
Charitable donation
due to reborn pride in the nation
Your political slogan t-shirt
The way you act like you have feelings
and they can get hurt
One day, we’ll all breathe dirt
Commercial radio makes me insane
But, NPR’s just the same
I smoke and drink whatever I do
Just like they want me to
Who’s better, me them or you?
All of us are happily subdued
Even the way you smell
All the shit you buy and sell
Best I could surmise, your life’s a fairy tale
So you run from society
And work the streets for change
Leech from a society
from which you fain disdain
You can’t live off the grid
when you act like a kid
Jesus Christ, I wanna tear
cuz you can’t buy your own beer
Believe me, we’re as bad as them
In our pipedream life
With 40 ounces gems
Can’t live off the grid when you live like a kid
Save your fucking guns revolution will never come
All that you prize is gone in the blink of an eye
Cuz your life’s a fairy tale
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16. |
Yes, We Can!
01:34
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I woke November 5th
My life was just the same
Still living in the slow lane
It seemed so strange
I hear about all this change
A rich Harvard grad in the Whitehouse
Let’s all stop by for PBR and Cigs!
Yes, we can - Continue our lives
Yes, we can - As we always been
Yes, we can - Drink and be merry
Unless you’re gay - then you can’t get married
Social security will come around
And racism is over
All wars will end
Life will be a four year clover
I wouldn’t even mind if I had to be sober
Yes, we can - Continue our lives
Yes, we can - As we always been
Yes, we can - Drink and be merry
Unless you’re gay - then you can’t get married
Groceries are free, no anxiety
We’ll all go off our meds bought by the feds
The sun will shine 24 hours a day
No work just run and play
Because we’ll still ship all our jobs away
Yes, we can - Continue our lives
Yes, we can - As we always been
Yes, we can - Drink and be merry
Unless you’re gay - then you can’t get married
Just like a baby with 10 fingers and toes
Everybody knows the president has no real control
He’s just another politician, so I petition
See it for what it is: Status Quo
Yes, We Can - Yes, He Can
Yes, We Can - Yes, He Can
Yes, We Can - Yes, He Can
Yes, We Can - Yes, We Can!
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