1. |
Lighten Up
03:15
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Time to evaluate this situation before we validate these allegations
You think you’ve got it if you’ve got it then you’ve gotta go away
Stop and take a look ‘cause I can’t take it anymore
Now I wanna say it, but there isn’t anymore time
You know that I won’t be privy to anymore of your crimes
C’mon and lighten up!
Time to evaluate this situation before we validate all these allegations
We think we’ve got it
If we’ve got it then we’ve gotta go away
Stop and take a look, ‘cause I can’t take it anymore
‘Cause I wanna say it, but there isn’t anymore time
You know that I won’t be privy to anymore of your crimes
C’mon and lighten up!
Before you give it up!
You never seem to get enough
But you always seem to know your stuff
I wanna say it, but there isn’t anymore time
You know that I won’t be privy to anymore of your crimes
C’mon and lighten up!
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2. |
Easy & Fine
03:22
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Drinking all day long and losing track of time
Nobody ever said this life was easy
Responsibilities they only serve to bring me down
When they sneak up to my door I’m not around
They said I’ll learn my lesson the minute I deny who I am
That’s not who I am
Met a girl a week ago and she’s got no idea
That she’s not the one for me, but she’s convinced
Got the hell out of there My heart lay somewhere else
And my shift in dedications brought her down
She said I’ll get what’s coming the minute I deny who I am
That’s not who I am
It’s taken a while to find a peace of mind
To get over myself and just exist
That’s all there is now I have nothing left to say
And you have no idea what that takes
They said I’ll get what’s coming the minute I deny who I am
And I don’t give a damn!
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3. |
Trash House
01:55
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Rats are in the basement
There’s maggots on the stairs
Pipes are bursting in my house and no one even cares
What’s the use it’s self-abuse inhabiting this place
I can’t describe how I’ve survived so long in this disgrace
Nonstop constant calling, the bastard just won’t answer me
Now ceiling tiles are falling and he’s been out in Tennessee
What’s the use it’s self-abuse inhabiting this place
I can’t describe how I’ve survived so long in this disgrace
This house is fucked why don’t you fix it
Now I’m up to my neck in bullshit
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4. |
Skate Yer State
01:56
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Hit the ground I don’t know why I even skate
Pawn the trophy should I even participate
I just want to feel alive, even if I know I’ll die
You used to hear it all the time, commit to grinds not suislides
Dropping in and I can’t stop showing off
Forget the style and I just got shown up
Foot to coping, no comply, it should come as no surprise,
Some of us are still outside and probably will be for our lives
‘Cause being stupid just keeps coming back to me
I haven’t felt this bad since I was 20 a long way off from when I was 17 Lose my sight and I can’t commiserate
Communication escapes me as of late
I just wanna go outside even if I know I’ll die
I think and feel it all the time, commit to grinds not suislides
Death cracks and I can’t stop fucking off
I'm chewing bullets like a Kalispell kalashnikov
The only option's do or die. What's the point of picking sides
Your peers won't judge you for your crimes
If they're the ones that're taking lives
'Cause being stupid just keeps coming back to me
I haven't felt this bad since I was 20
A long way off from when I was 17
'Cause being stupid just keeps coming back to me
I haven't felt this rad since 1920
A long way off from 1617
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5. |
I Want Out
02:10
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Well I’m so sick of this same bullshit
It’s a bottomless pit I want out
I’ve had enough everyday I wake up
Thinking just how much I want out
Went and got stuck for a couple more bucks
Now I’m outta my luck I want out
Same slow pace in a fast rat race
God I hate this place I want out
Want I want I want I want I want I want I want I want out
Never been so in doubt
It makes me wanna shout
That I just want, I just want out
I’ve been tired since I first got hired
Wish that I’d get fired I want out
Feel so spent for another two cents
After this nonsense I want out
All I’ve got is this one last shot
It’d be crazy not to want out
Ten years gone has it been that long
Man, it feels so wrong I want out
Want I want I want I want I want I want I want I want out
Been on this same old route
It’s time that I bailed out now baby
‘Cause I just want I just want out.
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6. |
CBHIT
02:43
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You wanna get dicked
So you abandon your kids and head west
Like a slimy fucker
Taking the train
Irony's trading pains in your ass
What a shithead mother
It's a trip to get hip
To chicken-headed bullshit
Man she was far out
The reincarnation of Eve wouldn't leave all her kids
At her mom's house
C-B-H-I-T!
You're a messed up
You don't need to spell it out to me
'Cause you're messed up
C-B-H-I-T!
You're a messed up
C-B-H-I-T!
You're a messed up bitch!
You wanna get dicked
So you abandon your kids and head west
Like a slimy fucker
Taking the train
Irony's trading pains in your ass
What a shithead mother
It's a trip to get hip
To the chicken-headed bullshit
Man she was far out
The reincarnation of Eve wouldn't leave all her kids
At her mom's house
C-B-H-I-T!
You're a messed up
You don't need to spell it out to me
'Cause you're messed up
C-B-H-I-T!
You're a messed up
C-B-H-I-T!
You're a messed up bitch!
MESSED UP BITCH!
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7. |
Bongrip
03:41
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Sit right back
Pack it up
Take a hit and blow it out
Now pass it off to your left
Someon’es always bogarting
You cash it out every time
Now the turn is finally mine
Got scooby snacks down my throat
Coughing up my lungs and choking
Sit right back
Pack it up
Take a hit and blow it out
I spent my check, every dime
Mine is yours and yours is mine
We'll match a bowl, two or three
Never seems to come by me
Or if it does I lose my place
Always coming second in the race
I need a bongrip pack it up and pass it to me!
Cashing it out and that's the way it's always gotta be
Will it ever go my way?
Sit right back
Pack it up
Take a hit and blow it out
I'll load a snap, let a rip
Think this batch is angeldusted
What's that sound?
Who's outside?
Something's creeping up my spine
I can't see straight
It's too late
Paranoia's got a hold of me
I need a bongrip pack it up and pass it to me!
The cootonmouth is especially dry today
Will it ever go away?
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8. |
Bowlbreaker
02:06
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It used to feel like I fucked up so bad
The waves crashed over me like thunder
But now those days are gone and I need to see
The reason and the benefit was walk away
Call it catastrophe, say it smells like anarchy
But all that really matters is I broke one of thew toilets
Say this can't be happening, turn friends to enemies
But all that really matters is I broke one of the toilets
It used to feel like I fucked up so bad
The waves crashed over me like thunder
But now those days are gone and I never seem to realize
That the benefit was walk away
Call it catastrophe, say it smells like anarchy
But all that really matters is I broke one of thew toilets
Say this can't be happening, turn friends to enemies
But all that really matters is I broke one of the toilets
I broke one of the toilets
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9. |
Bailout
01:51
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Being like a sad sack
Feel like you're about to crack rock
On an island the only one that's landlocked
Tsunami's coming but you don't know what to do
So you better pound sand, goon, bail-out, cuz our aloha's fuck you!
Gee you got a bad back
Your united front just fucked off
It was cheap but it had a high cost
Tsunami's coming but you don't know what to do
So you'd better pound sand, goon, bail-out, cuz our aloha's fuck you! You're on your way out!
Being like a sad sack
Feel like you're about to crack rock
On an island the only one that's landlocked
Tsunami's coming but you don't know what to do
So you'd better hunker down 'cause it's gonna come right through.
Ya get a blackjack and a crack to the sack
And you're gunna feel it bad after a little of that
If you don't show then you can't effect the rules
So you'd better pound sand, goon, bail out, cuz our aloha's fuck you! You're on your way out!
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10. |
Suburban War
03:26
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Doom's day is every day if you want it to be
But why choose to look at everything so shittily?
Before you know it there'll be riots in the streets
One side against the other bent on their defeat
We'd better quit this shit before
There's gonna be a suburban war
Stop wishing death upon them or
You're gonna see a suburban war
So wake up and smell the fucking putrid human waste
Half-baked opinions being forced into your face
The smallest numbers making all the loudest noise
Just count me in as one more sensibly annoyed
What more could billionaires ask for?
How about a little suburban war?
Something to even out the score
They're gearing up for suburban war
Can't plan ahead for what's in store
There's already a suburban war
Just take a look out your front door
We've landed in the middle of a little...
Suburban war!
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11. |
Just Say No
03:14
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You'd think a heavy heart could build a strong backbone
But you can give up your money and get shot and die alone
I could be stupid, or I could know where it's at
I could be cupid, or I could be tripping
Whipping lawn darts and smoking crack
I guess we'll never know
Let's take it back to the start
Where there are twenty-seven reasons left for her to break our hearts
Fuck yeah I'm stupid, that's how we know where it's at
Smug fucks are putrid, what do they know 'bout
Whipping lawn darts and smoking crack?
I guess we'll never find out
Because you shouldn't make me fall in love
Unless you're down to fall in love with me
Sometimes a heavy heart can crack a bad backbone
Like you can give up your money and be cause of hearts bemoaned Fuck yeah I'm stupid, that's how we know where it's at
Smart ass is putrid what do you now 'bout
Whipping lawn darts and smoking crack
I guess we'll never know
Because you shouldn't make me fall in love
(you don't know what you're doing, do you?)
Unless you're down to fall in love with me
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12. |
What's The Use
03:29
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Have you noticed today
it seems like there's a truth for every time
That a falsehood comes along to blind you
And there's a point to be made
About how things keep tilting side to side
Until we finally capsize
Bottoms up now!
Why are the answers impossible to find
When the same questions are asked every time
Since it dawned on mankind
What's the use in trying?
Both scholar and stupid
Have wondered through the years about our lives
About where we're going and where we came from
After everything they did
What has gotten better all this time?
Now we're going no where fast and that's why
I have gotta stop thinking that we're all born to die
And accept the problems life presents
That's my sad attempt to simplify
Someone has to try
Why are the answers impossible to find
When the same questions are asked every time
Since it dawned on mankind
What's the use in trying?
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