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If science says that we're all dead in ten years then I don't know why I'm going to college
I wanna get drunk off of forty-thousand beers and wake up in a world without consequence
I wanna buy the world's largest gun and wave it at the sky, cursing all it's done I wanna
get drunk
throw up
throw hands
give up
cus nothing ever really even mattered on this god damn scum-sucking husk of a planet
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All the new city lights can be a little bit blinding when they shine in your eyes
But I gotta brand new leather jacket that I stole from the Salvation Army
I'm a high roller tonite
so I kick back on my heelys and
roll into traffic
baby, cus
that's the kinda life I live
lunchables and acid tabs
livin' with a dangerous edge
drinkin' juicy-juice and dyin'
nightly...
Let's play craps and poker
and we'll dine in the sewers if we're unlucky
I'll bet my allowance and I'm sure I might win
Absolutely nothing can stop us now
I'm the king of the jungle
and there's a forest fire
that's the kinda life I live
lunchables and acid tabs
livin' with a dangerous edge
drinkin' juicy-juice and dyin'
nightly...
(fuck jeff bezos. fuck that guy.)
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FoodMoneyHotTub
03:33
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I I I wanna live like the rich people do
I don't have a lot of money but I'm gonna buy a big house
and live in the hot tub
I won't have money for food
but I'll have some really nice couches
I'm gonna grow
make some money
I'm gonna grow
make it big
Big deluxe cheeseburger suite
ten billion large limousines
I'm gonna take everything from everyone
and rule a couple of planets
and I'm gonna build a spaceship and blow up the earth
and I'm gonna gonna blow up the earth
with my guns
and all the weapons I develop with my money that I have
hell yeah
HELL yeah!!!
I'm gonna grow
make some money
I'm gonna grow OH!
Make it big!
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Summer Heat
01:55
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God damn this summer heat
I can see your skin burn as you fall onto the pavement
I'm a robber you're a liar
and together we can start a brand new fire
if nature doesn't start it first
God damn your sun-burnt cheeks
there's an egg that's frying on your face
it's a new look, lookin' out of place
until the birds come
just to gnaw it all away
And if we still speak,
I'm a robber in your dreams
winter come, oh winter won't you come?
God damn this summer heat
I'm burning, I'm on fire
and the water isn't gonna help me
I need something to melt the plastic off of my skin
God damn this summer heat
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5. |
Viking Funeral
02:29
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I'm driftin' out to sea
in a viking funeral
I won't burn alive
'cus I'm already dead
The plastic melts away
but what's it leave behind?
Pretty lies, bad hit detection
point me in the right direction...
Dead lost souls, a bad transmission
point me in the right direction
I am lost, I am lost, I am lost
A romance in a dream
in sepia tone
If you can't decide what's real
then make reality your own
Pretty lies, bad hit detection
point me in the right direction
Dead lost souls, a bad transmission
point me in the right direction
I'll cast aside past life regression
point me in the right direction
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There's dentures growing
outta the mouth growing
on the back of my back
There's a door discarded
on the front of my front yard
The trees growing
at the bed of my bedhead
dropping droplets of dark dandelion
yellows fall on the side
of the left side of my arm
Dentures growing outta the baby teeth growing
outta the mouth growing
outta the back of my back,
door discarded, dropped
like the dark droplets dropped
outta the trees growing
outta the head of my bedhead,
Yellow dandelions.
Everything is real at this time.
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7. |
Campfire Song
02:01
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Just sittin' 'round the camp fire with my best friends in the world,
starlit sky above us, just breathin' it all in
Sittin' 'round the campfire that makes up the whole world,
if we dive right in we'll know who we wanna be
I can be the watcher and you can just observe
I could drown in water
but the fire's gonna kill us first
Sittin' 'round the campfire, it's all I really need
I could burn every day and not know who I'll be
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8. |
Robocop 5
05:41
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Hello, my name's Robocop
I'm a big fan of the law
if I catch you speeding I will shoot you with my largest gun
Go to jail
Hello my name's Robocop
I just noticed your front lawn
The grass is over six inches
It's your private property but have some common decency
If you do not mow your lawn I'll shoot you with my largest gun
Go to jail
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Every day I go to my job and then I
I say hi to my boss and I fall asleep on the clock
Every day I go to my job and then I
daydream about death and the life I could be living
and I daydream about you, and I daydream about me,
and I think about all kinds of wack bullshit, but, god damn
stop feeling like that, stop feeling like this
stop feeling like that, stop feeling like this
stop feeling like that, stop feeling like this
stop feeling like that, it's not productive
Every day I go to work and I clock in, and I mentally check out,
yeah it's a hassle, and I come to at about 5:57 AM
and I clock out, go home, pass out, dry out wish to die out in the open road
smelling concrete, eatin' leaves
stop feeling like that, stop feeling like this
stop feeling like that, stop feeling like this
stop feeling like that, stop feeling like this
stop feeling like that, it's not productive
And all my life I've compared the journey of self-improvement to a caterpillar becoming a butterfly but maybe that's not entirely accurate because some days you flit between caterpillar and butterfly,
and some days you're stuck in that larval phase
and constantly I find myself diving into small flames like some kinda moth,
so am I even wholly human?
Well I don't know, and I don't give a damn
We're all half-moth, we're all half-human
and even when we die, we're still alive so
stop feeling like that, start feeling like this
stop feeling like that, start feeling like this
stop feeling like that, start feeling like this
stop feeling like that, start feeling like -
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Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Moth moth. Mothman. Moth moth. Mothman. Moth moth. Mothman. Moth moth. Mothman. Moth moth. Mothman. Moth moth. Mothman. Moth moth. Mothman. Moth moth. Mothman. Moth moth. Mothman. Moth moth. Mothman. Moth moth. Mothman. Moth moth. Mothman. Moth moth. Moth moth. Man man man. Moth moth. Moth moth. Man man man. Moth moth. Moth moth. Man man man. Moth moth. Moth moth. Man man man. Moth. Moth. Man. Moth. Man. Moth. Moth. Man. Moth. Man. Moth. Moth. Man. Moth. Man. Moth. Moth. Man. Moth. Man. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman. Mothman manmoth Mothman manmoth Mothman manmoth MothmanMothmanMothmanMothmanMothmanMothmanMothmanMothman
Mothman.
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11. |
The Ol' Choppin' Block
01:38
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Even when I wanna die
I've gotta be human
Even when I'm burning alive
I'm choking on my ashes
Gotta keep moving on
'til we see those bald heads roll
'til we see the death of all those
Pull out the chopping block for all your friends back home
gonna play some old songs
with some newer faces
Gotta see them go
'til we see those bald heads roll
Sit down, get drunk,
enjoy the show, grow up
start a family in the middle of world war 3 and teach your son how to use a gun
That boy's gonna need it.
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Mothman & His Jam Band York, Pennsylvania
mothman looked at me and i looked at him we became one and then i started a band
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