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Dedo
02:30
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2. |
Stuff to Try
03:39
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There's something coming in the windows and the doors
A look like I can't even act
So what's the use
Of marching on
What else is out the way
There's nothing coming out my mouth and in my eyes
I see a light like I can't tell
So going in
Or fazing out
What else is out the way
So I'm giving up now
Cuz all my friends are dying
And I'm not getting stronger
Even when I'm trying
So why can't I decide
When there's no more stuff to try
I'm running out of good ideas and big mistakes
I'm taking off a life I know
So who's to say
What happens here
What else is out the way
So I'm giving up now
Cuz all my friends are dying
And I'm not getting stronger
Even when I'm trying
So why can't I decide (ha-ha-ha)
I laughed because I thought of someone I forgot
They're better off and so am I
Why do I think about anyone at all
When I could just... not
(dumbass guitar solo)
Now I'm even older than I was just before
I gave in just like you will too
What could I say about anything at all
There's nothing left for me to do
So I'm giving up now
Cuz all my friends are dying
And I'm not getting stronger
Even when I'm trying
And I worked for hours
But still I end up crying
And I'm not getting stronger
Because I stopped trying
So why can't I decide
When there's no more stuff to try
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Crossroad Circuit
04:33
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Right-hand Man
03:58
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You fucked my head and killed it
Four pigs and I'm not hearing you say
No more time for all this bullshit
You run amok and lie out the words that I play
No matter for anybody
I'll crunch those numbers before you get in
Cuz a weak unpaid right-hand man is what I've always been
If I die then you're the reason
You'll fade out before I get anywhere though
You said you wanted to have me beaten
Kick my eyes in and go in the holes on your own
But there's no holy land here
Only people you tried leaving alone
And I don't see any reason
That I shouldn't bash your head in with a stone
So mind all these words that I wrote
From my fingers the air will have blown
For my fingers can blow
A weak unpaid right-hand man is what I've always been
A weak unpaid right-hand man is what I've always been
You realize I hate your guts now
You don't mean a single god damn thing to me
I wish I could pull your tongue out
And mix the measure with the garden tree
Don't misunderstand what I'm saying
It's not like I have anything good here to say
If you take this as charming fiction
It's something I'm writing to let out everything and be okay
So don't misunderstand what I say
Or I'll make sure that you're out the way
Make sure that you're out the way
A weak unpaid right-hand man is what I've always been
Don't act like a piece of cash now
You waste my time and the time of everyone else
If only I could take a picture
If you see it you'd be placed in a personal hell
I don't think you're living
But I can't say that you're dead
If only you were forgiven
It'd be with my own two paws on my head
So ignore everything that I said
It don't matter what I said
Fuck what I said
A weak unpaid right-hand man is what I've always been
A weak unpaid right-hand man is what I've always been
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Acid Town
06:24
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It kick the poultry stand
And wash the older ones
And if the work is old
Then it's the last one to come
He go wash his sleeve
And try to cheap her out
But catch the walkout slip
And there's another shout
Why can't you walk back home?
And watch for country signs
And talk about the ones
That stopped when you walked behind
Or maybe catch a break
And get hit with a bus
Or jump off a cliff
Before you get picked up
They don't ask me anymore
And like a cue ball I suggest
And there's no trying anymore
And there's no cutting anything
And if you left an acid town
Or like a cue ball I suggest
That maybe now and then
It's best if you look professional
There's no stopping it
If there were I would by now
But something else suggests
I probably wouldn't figure out how
A person's best interest
Is keeping to themselves
Or cutting off the ones
Who are to themselves as well
Or cutting off the ones
Who are to themselves as well
They don't like me anymore
And like a cue ball I suggest
And there's no trying anymore
And there's no cutting anything
And if you left an acid town
Or like a cue ball I suggest
That maybe now and then
It's best if you look professional
Don't you worry about it (x6)
They don't like me anymore
And like a cue ball I suggest
And there's no trying anymore
And there's no cutting anything
And if you left an acid town
Or like a cue ball I suggest
That maybe now and then
It's best if you look professional (x2)
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Quick Dreams
03:54
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Chessy was a Lunatic
03:37
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Chessy was a lunatic
Killed her parents with a hockey stick
She mustn't have known someone was there when she fled
She probably wouldn't have done it if she did
She got arrested and she plead insane
Said she never thought she could cause so much pain
She said
"I love it when it gets out of hand"
I used to know her brother John
He used to kill opossums out on his lawn
Until the day his mom found out
And she beat him half to death
I could've sworn I noticed then
He probably wouldn't started up again
But then he said
"I love it when it gets out of hand"
The people outside all stood round
After hearing that John's dog drowned
It really seemed like they found out
Under the hot, white sun
And when Chessy got pinched they all looked shocked
I saw people crowding around the whole damn block
And that's all it took
For her to know what happened
There's a rumor that's been going round
Chessy broke out the big compound
The one that they use
To store the people like her
I thought I saw her yesterday
I wish it was, but it didn't turn out that way
I said
"I love it when it gets out of hand"
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Somebody Else
03:54
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Don't you pay me no mind
I do this thing all the time
Don't go three for five
I'm collapsed for prime
dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh
dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba abuh buh
dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh
dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh buh
Cisco lives
Cisco dies
I pluck out
Both my eyes
When I cash out with my meat
I just fall past the crowd and hit the key
And some people may like their seat
But that's not somebody else that's me
Cisco lives
Cisco dies
I pluck out
Both my eyes
Now I'm in heat
Watch out for some crab got hold on beat
Never mind the loyalty
Cuz that's not somebody else that's me
dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh
dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buduh
dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh
dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh buh
When I cash out with my meat
I just fall past the crowd and hit the key
And some people may like their seat
But that's not somebody else that's me
eugh
Cisco lives
Cisco dies
I pluck out
Both my eyes
What I want
I'm a light
You are done all night
When I cash out with my meat
I just fall past the crowd and hit the key
And some people may like their seat
But that's not somebody else that's me
dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh
dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba abuh buh
dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh
dub a duh ba ba ba ba ba buh buh buh (x2)
Don't pay me no mind
I do this thing all the time
Don't go three for five
Or I'll stop the red lights
Now I'm in heat
Watch out for some crab got hold on beat
Never mind the loyalty
Cuz that's not somebody else that's me
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I Know a Parking Lot
03:21
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I know a parking lot
And you know both of my friends
Or even better yet
You know the people I'm sick of
And it's a darling shame
The way it all turns bad
And there's a culture shock
When it goes too fast
Don't you think this gets boring
After the 50th time
I'm spending nights on the bench
And you are falling for killers
And it's a darling shame
The way they make you sick
And if you go to jail
No, that won't do the trick
Sickly man
Where are ya smiling
Picking up strangers
Talk about nothing
And it's a darling shame
The way I forgot the lyrics
And we spend time alone
But it's not the time that you wanted
And you're a hypocrite
Even when you say that you're not
And it's a darling shame
When you're feeling robbed
I know a parking lot
And you know one of my friends
Or even better yet
You don't know nobody
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Feck New Orleans, Louisiana
Feck is a multi-instrumentalist from New Orleans specializing in rock jams and experimental noise stuff.
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