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Hello!
01:50
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Grow up and move out
Get your ass off your mom's couch
You're 18 you need to get a life
By 20 I expect a wife
We're tired of your snottiness
You're dirty and you reek of piss
We expected more maturity
Throw away that Circle Jerks CD!
(Hey Betty, have you heard that new SL.AP record? I heard it was really good!)
(Ew, SL.AP? I think my ex-boyfriend listens to SL.AP!)
It's time to grow up and move on
Act your age and play along
Your sense of humor's immature
That's why you're alone I'm sure
I'm tired of your worrying
I'm tired of this constant ring
In my ear, you need to go
Get a grip get some control!
(I thought this was supposed to be my peak?)
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3. |
Boneless
03:09
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I cannot stand
I have no bones
I have no house or place of my own
I've got no nerves
I'm never shocked
Listen to the prophet wearing Docs
I know what's real punk rock
you're just a part of the flock
Can't shut up I always talk
Boneless and a hypocrite
Boneless and a hypocrite
Boneless and a hypocrite
Barely can live with it
Big reviewer man
Dictates my thoughts
Or what's yet to rot
Consume until it hurts
Black Flag T-shirt
Until they say it's a sin
Changing constantly, I can't win
Boneless and a hypocrite
Boneless and a hypocrite
Boneless and a hypocrite
Barely can live with it
The amazing spineless, boneless man
The amazing spineless, boneless man
The amazing spineless, boneless man
If there's a trend he'll try to jump if he can
Boneless and a hypocrite
Boneless and a hypocrite
Boneless and a hypocrite
Barely can live with it
I barely can live with it
I barely can live with it
Myself!
(Random studio noise)
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Fortunate Guy
02:27
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Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Ooh, they're red, white and blue
And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief"
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no
Yeah!
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord
And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer, "More! More! More!" Yo
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, no, no
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh
But when the taxman comes to the door
Lord, the house looks like a Roman Cell, yes
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate, son
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no military/senator's son, one
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, no no no
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5. |
Rob Schneider
00:50
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I'm Rob Schneider!
I'm Rob Schneider!
I'm Rob Schneider!
I'm Rob Schneider!
Living in Hollywood
My life is better than good
But I haven't said a funny word or phrase
Since the 90's!
I'm Rob Schneider!
I'm Rob Schneider!
I'm Rob Schneider!
I'm Rob Schneider!
Real Rob wasn't half bad
Should've stuck to State Farm ads
Thank God that Ellie didn't get
Autism from vaccinations!
I'm Rob Schneider!
I'm Rob Schneider!
I'm Rob Schneider!
I'm Rob Schneider!
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6. |
Greed is Good
03:07
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Brothers and sisters!
You're gathered here today
To strip the Earth
Of all that it can pay!
Boss gets a dollar, you get a dime
Still convinced it's not a crime
You know you'd do it if you could
Anyone with half a brain knows that
Greed is Good!
Greed is Good!
Greed is Good!
Greed is Good!
Let's go!
Blue collar workers
We thank you once again!
If we all pray hard enough
I'll get car number ten!
It's God's will that I live like this
With a little help from inheretence
You know you'd do it if you could
Anyone with half a brain knows that
Greed is Good!
Greed is Good!
Greed is Good!
Greed is Good!
Let's hear it, now!
(The point is, ladies and gentlemen, that greed, for lack of a better word, is good!)
Buy it up, sell it up
Better not be late on rent next month.
Can't pay for groceries?
Unemployment can help ye!
(Unintelligible cowboy noises)
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D.F.A
02:40
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Build one table, you're no carpenter
But fuck one dog, and suddenly you're the dogfucker
I don't fuck dogs
I don't fuck dogs
I don't fuck dogs
It was only once!
Everyone has done some weird shit
But I'm the only one who never hears the end of it!
I don't fuck dogs
I don't fuck dogs
I don't fuck dogs
I'm a person just like you
But I've got better things to do
It is not reality
I'm not into beastiality
I don't fuck dogs
It was only once!
It was only once!
I'm the dog fucker!
They call me dog fucker!
I'm the dog fucker!
Some call me dog fucker!
Fuck you I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you I'm gonna fuck your puppy
Fuck you I won't do what you tell me
Fuck you I won't do what you tell me!
Dogfucker!
Uh, uh
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Dyed your hair when you were sixteen
Developed an addiction to Instagram and nicotine
Empty and alone inside
This feeling you are taught to hide
(ooh, ooh)
You want attention online
(ooh, ooh)
So you play Riptide!
Maybe, not the first one to do it
So anxious, you'll lose it
If you don't get attention from the song
Fake friends fill your comment sections
And SIMPs that you give erections
But it all still feels wrong
Living for other's approval
Socially, that's a big pull
But the self hate runs too deep.
They love you for what you're providing
But none of them care if you're dying
Those narcissists won't lose sleep
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9. |
NyQuil Dreams
03:19
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New suburban life
Same suburban strife
Over the counter addict
Needing change quick
I'm the garbage man
I'll take you by the hand
Your house is
My last stop
I'll be your dumpster, baby
I'll be your garbage man
Roll around in this trash now honey
Take a step in my land
No time for gloves don't have no antiseptics
We will go where we please
I can't believe that we found each other
It's like a fevered Ny-Quil dream
We'll live alone in the trash together
That is, if you like
We'll run the city as royalty
Even if for one night
I'm your garbage man
Not a glamourous life
I'll be your garbage man
take me by the hand
I'm your garbage man
Not a glamourous life
I'll be your garbage man
I'm the garbage man
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10. |
Duh
03:37
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She left me for her dealer, thought I was something
Something I'm not
But could I really blame her? Who would stick around
A rug salesman?
I sell rugs, all patterns
Always spaced out, like I'm Saturn
I sell rugs
I sell rugs
I sell rugs
Off I-95!
I make a decent living, and that's what life's
All about
Or that's what she told me, looking back now
I wish I hadn't found out
I felt wise, nothing I didn't know
But looking back it's more idiot savant
I sell rugs
I sell rugs
I still sell rugs
I sell rugs
I sell rugs
Come buy my rugs
Off I-95!
I am a
Rug salesman
I am a
Once young man
I lived life for them
Should've lived it for me
Now I'm broke and alone
And they're nowhere to see
I sell rugs
I sell rugs
I sold rugs
Off I-95!
I sold rugs
I sold rugs
I wish I didn't sell those rugs
Off I-95!
(Aw shit, I was late, can I do that, like *just* that one part again?)
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11. |
See Ya!
10:39
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I know a place where the grass is always green and
I know a place where it's all how it seems and
I know a world without any consequence and
I know a world where this will all make sense
Can you tell me something? Where is your head at
Always too worried about the future and the present
I know everything is too tough right now
Only gets harder as the years count down
So, goodbye! I won't see you again!
My misery doesn't need any friends
See ya, farewell, don't know if I had a good time
But I sure as hell hope that you did!
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