1. |
Couch Potato
03:16
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So far away.
They shift and shape once the clock hits twelve.
It distances, yet I need to push off this couch.
What a wasteland, a new mess to clean up.
Bust this dust, six feet of it.
We're all such a chore, synchronize watches.
Assistance is granted, now get me off of this couch.
Fade into furniture, voices call my name.
Avoid consumption, I'm ready for something new.
Where are you when I'm in doubt?
Where are you when I'm troubled?
Color me in, I'm fading
Color me in, I'm fading
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2. |
Hey You
05:32
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Hey you, don’t be a fool
Jump in the pool
We can be cool
Hey dude, get in the mood
You lost your tooth
Tell us the truth
Don’t be a prude
Hey you, what can we do
To kill your blues
What can we do
To see this through
Hey you, let’s bust a move
let’s see you prove
Take off your shoes
Let’s watch Blues Clues
Hey you, just drink the juice
And kiss this moose
We named him Bruce
Don’t be removed
Don’t kill the groove
Let’s see you prove to everyone
under the sun, that we’re all one
Hey you, eat my devil’s fruit
Or do you wanna screw
Why are you so mute
Come meet your husband Drew
Praise our lord Dwight Schrute
Try and run, we gonna eat you
Let’s see you prove to everyone
under the sun, that we’re all one
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3. |
Wanna Get Offended?
02:20
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Wanna get offended?
You can be offended
Wanna get offended?
You don’t even have to try
I don’t make mistakes, I lie
Never ever ask me why
My goal is to make you cry
I excel at it
Look at all my badges
Wanna get offended?
Please say I made you sigh.
I just wanna hear you cry.
Watch me as I wave goodbye.
Beam me up, Mr. Blue Sky.
My purpose in life
Has been fulfilled,
I’ll die now satisfied.
I was born
so many years ago just to piss you off
.
I’m going now
to paradise
with all my virgin wives
.
You stay here,
if you want revenge.
Die mad about it.
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4. |
Debra Gives Us Anxiety
08:14
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I wake up every morning with a deep sense of pride.
But I doubt I’ll ever know how I feel inside.
We contradict each other every single day.
Though I already know I’ll never have my way.
(People) tell me to smile, but what do they know?
Instead, I’ll sit here and think of where to go.
I’m about to have a fit, another loser in the pit.
Watch me drive around and lose my shit.
Uh oh, I don’t know.
Where to go, I don’t know.
Uh oh, uh oh.
I don’t know where to go.
People wake up every morning with pride.
Ain’t nobody cares what’s on other people’s minds.
Going day by day, thinking of themselves.
While I live in on my, my own personal hell.
(And) There’s only so much we can do to get along.
And to tell the truth, I’m getting sick of this song.
Uh oh, I don’t know.
Where to go, uh oh.
Uh oh, uh oh.
I don’t know where to go.
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5. |
Sick Of This
06:18
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Big heads walking round having left the lair.
Keeping in line anyone who looks like they dare
.
We’re out there, we're in there, we are everywhere.
While they’re in there eating their meal prepared.
So namelessly cooked and thanklessly hooked.
we slave away for approval lost we shook.
Sprung leak comes a dirty look. We pray.
Aren’t you sick of this? I know I hate this.
I know I’m so sick | Don’t you hate this shit?
Land of the free & the home of the brave.
Land of the free & the home of the brave.
Lethal force under a heap of pressure.
Those who are brave are not without fear
.
Some of us are not feeling so reassured.
When asked to celebrate those who disappear
.
Here we are out bleeding in the streets.
Criticized for crying out.
Let's get down with the divide.
Labeled defied, we get denied, refuse to dance the beat.
Left to face the heat
We live everyday in fear of one another.
Ourselves we shall defeat
.
We’re told there’s no deceit.
We take it everyday, we take it lying down.
Take your ass up off their seats.
Scrape your knees and kiss their feats.
We live everyday in fear of our own mother.
Self appointed owner of the streets.
We walk their roads we wash their sheets.
We take it everyday, we’re stripped clean of our frowns.
We’re forced to eat their meat.
Smile and keep it neat.
Aren’t you sick of this? I know I hate this.
I know I’m so sick | Don’t you hate this shit?
Land of the free & the home of the brave.
Land of the free & the home of the brave.
Can’t blame you for what you shout.
This world’s a hot mess & no one’s got it figured out
.
We have our own bouts
.
Reaffirmed philosophy.
Check your horoscope.
Prepared daily happenstance.
Life is written in advance in the mold of a two step dance
.
Just take it all in stride, whether rich or poor, big or small.
Don’t let it get you down, keep on spinning you around.
Some people know your name and your favourite hat & the ones they speak to can’t relate "I’m sorry, who is that?”
Don’t matter what you did, what you failed to do, there’s no use in keeping frowns.
Wind up back in the ground.
We live every day in fear of one another.
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6. |
Social Justice Warrior
04:12
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Violate my safe space with your privileged eyes.
Can’t you see my bubble goes on for miles.
We, oh, we can not be bought, oh
We, oh, we have come so far, oh
We will not be pushed around
.
Hail The Social Justice Warriors.
Staying where I am, while you poke and prod
Can’t you see that all I do is bleed?
What goes around comes back around.
Fight your right to spite our rights.
Restore The World From Upside Down.
Come my fellow warriors, take flight!
It’s just my luck that I may meet a class act, such as yourself.
You push my buttons, you pull my triggers.
Don’t assume, I’m sensitive.
I won’t give you what you want but give me a minute.
You disrupt my reiki, I must gather my chakras.
Bee tee dubs I’m gluten free.
I know where you live, don’t you ever test me.
You dare forget my issues?
Did you just assume my gender?
I am nothing like you!
I am a flower in bloom!
And when spring may come, the proud and the few.
Converting the masses one by one!
Your eyes will sparkle with blistering admiration!
Close your eyes and smile!
It’s like music to your ears!
Our righteous roar!
I’m a Social Justice Warrior!
Social Justice Warrior!
Social Justice Warrior!
Social Justice Warrior!
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8. |
CPI (Interlude)
02:34
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9. |
Changes
06:36
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I’m tired of the rain, the way it hits my face.
These changes stay the same, my smile stays.
If I cut out my ears, turn off my brain, everything would be the same.
I am haunted every night in my sleep.
Told to close my eyes, count my sheep.
My dreams carry me to a distant land.
Where I remain with a nomadic band.
We’re a sad story.
We’re a sad story.
There’s no end in sight.
We’re at an endless plight.
I pace the room at night.
I wake up for another fight.
It’s all a constant battle.
My head is always rattled.
The questions in my brain are always the same.
What do I do?
What do I do with you.
It won’t ever be the same.
Leave this place, forget my name.
Lack of tact, I’ll resonate.
After all, we know our fate.
Cause you’re my fall back.
It’s what I don’t need.
You’re my fall back, you’re what I don’t need.
What do I do?
What do I do to deal with you?
This isn’t fun.
This never was fun.
So tell me what to do.
Cause if we’re through, that’s fine.
Find me outside, I won’t whine.
Oh, oh.
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10. |
CPR
10:38
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I always said you were my first place prize.
A touch of class, golden to the touch.
Medals gained, participation trophies.
You're a parade, a challenge and a half.
The question was "why?", the answer unknown.
Get in line
Get in line
The light in my life turning off.
I'm ready to move to the next stop.
Waiting around is the common standard.
Sitting on the floor, ready for the unknown.
Get in line.
Get in line.
Time's too short, the hands turn too quick.
Get in line.
Get in line.
So here's your number, the one you picked.
Look at me, the one regret.
The piece of shit that never strayed.
That line is down the block, so make yourself at home.
Get in line.
Get in line.
Get in line and don't forget to write.
Get in line.
Get in line.
Get in line because you never said goodbye.
3 hours stuck in traffic.
365 days
A whole year.
A fucking calendar.
A far shot.
To new beginnings.
A new light.
To dear friends.
To broken glasses.
To the ones half-full.
To mileage!
I came in through a window and no one seemed to notice me.
Little did you know, I’ve lived beside you.
Asking the walls questions that I wasn’t able to answer.
My secret life within this house and I tried my best to hide it.
I thought you’d find me in the pantry, but instead you looked in the chimney.
But at the end of the day, it’s best to leave through the window I came out of.
Because what is home if you can’t come in at all?
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Bad Fantasy Norwalk, Connecticut
Experimental Rock from Norwalk, CT. Hell, call us Indie if you want to. We're a four piece, love us and we'll love you.
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