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As he backs his car out of the driveway
As hetakes his sorry ass to fucking work
As he sits down in his god damned cubicle
And tightens his fucking tie
He looks in the mirror
And he asks himself
Why
Why
Why
As he drives home
Pulls in the goddamned driveway
As he begins to bring the knife to his throat
As he starts to make the fucking insicion
Why
Why
Why
WHY
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2. |
Christopher
02:40
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To the side
The boss calls me over with a finger
And I don’t mind
Till he says we gotta be
“Gone, go, go, go”
That’s the life
That you and I signed up for my friend
I didn’t mind
Till you went and got clipped
“Get up, get up, get up, get up”
I never lied
I just wanna finish up my screenplay
And I don’t mind
Call your psychiatrist a whore
That’s the life
Locked in the arms of a fellow paisan
I didn’t mind
Till you went and got flipped
I’m off the junk
I’m shit out of luck
In time
I’ll be just another wise guy
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3. |
Turner
03:04
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18 wheels and fifty miles to go
Terazinko, bennington, James neil, Barunivich,
Blowin loads staying away from the Jimmy in white
He flushes toilets changes trash
Seven kids, none are blues fans
He's got us feeling alright
Six days at the rink and imma gonna make it home tonight
Ears on speed down the hole good buddy, were haulin
Hey Tony uh hey Can you do the ice for me
An inch and three quarters I am the one punch man
Concessions, service, master key
They got him sittin in the nosebleeds
He claims mayoral decree
Six days on the road and I gotta make it home to pee
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4. |
Balbalow
02:17
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As she lays down
Wondering
Why
Falling up the stairs
Never
Building fucking
Never
She turns to me
Why
Why can’t you give me some control
Why can’t you give me some control
Why can;t you give me some control
Why can't you give me some control
Long black and deep
Pulsing strengthening wondering
Why
Oh canada
CANADA
Nothing ever gets better
Nothing
Why can’t you give me some control
Why can’t you give me some control
Why can't you give me some control
Why can't you give me some control
Nothing nothing nothing
Nothing nothing nothing
Canada
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5. |
Real Old Man
02:39
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Comb the park for cigarettes
Go to your house
Collapse in your arm chair
Comb the house for batteries
No phone calls
Forget the weekend
You’re an eyesore
You’re a doormat
It’s time to go home
it’s time to leave this world
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400 of the world’s greatest scrappers
Converge on Lincoln one night
They met on a forum
Laid their plans out just right
The highest grade of steel
Under a veil of bronze
The scrappers
Smelted 9 and a half tons
Knew the value just from looking
Had to get the sower cooking
We’ll ride at dusk
we’ll work till dawn
They scaled the building
For the greatest scrap of all time
The sower
Stripped of bronze it shines
A pulley system
The steel was in their reach
Cause for celebration
For they had 60 pounds each
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7. |
She Loves Her City
04:31
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Why can’t you destroy me
Why can't you just own me
I stand here so lonely
With my thoughts and only
Why can't you just disarm me
I stand here all lonely
Why can't you just own me
Why can't you disarm me
Gone away
Wrong wrong wrong wrong
I give what you say
Take take take take way
Pain pain pain pain way
Maybe i was wrong
Maybe i was wrong
maybe i was wrong
maybe i was wrong
Don’t let that man inside your home
Maybe i was wrong
Maybe i was wrong
Maybe i’ve been cloned
Wasn't me that phoned
Maybe i’ve been wrong
Pain
I give what you say
Take take take take way
Pain pain pain away
I am made of shamrocks
I gave you what's best
I gave you what's best
I gave you what's best
I save you what's left
I gave what's best
I gave you my left arm
I gave you what's best
I can't say what's best
I gave you what's best
I gave you what's left
I gave you what's left
Pain pain pain pain way
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8. |
A Tidbit
02:47
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A tidbit of knowledge
You learned in high school
A tidbit of knowledge
you stole from your best friend
Cloud their thoughts, take the reigns
Feed them crap, take the reigns
A tidbit of knowledge
It’ll change your life
4 breathing tips that will change your life
A tidbit of knowledge
You stole from a Dutch man
It’s not just comfort
It’s a state of mind
The choice is yours
To free your mind
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9. |
Funk #69
02:52
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How could he redeem himself?
I had to find out
I watched it twice
Through the fairy’s eyes
I don’t want to watch him fuck
Remove every horny bone
We’ll all live unimpaired
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10. |
Bobbi Facemask
03:07
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I am the sponge man
You watch me grill all day
My best friend is a star
He lives up under a rock
I flip those burgers
you watch me grill all day
I am the immortal one
You can’t even feel my pain
Lalalala
lalalalalala
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Cat Piss Omaha, Nebraska
Fuck.
"Noise rock adjacent"
Omaha, Ne
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