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I spent my life inside a grocery store
My parents salt and brine they shoved me out the door
Now people celebrate, the moment that I’m gone
You might say you miss me but I guarantee you’re wrong
Cuz I gravitate toward graveyards
I agitate with age
Too boring to be wild
Too unwise to be a sage
I’m the bottom of the barrel
This is what you get when there is nothing else left
You can do me right, or do me dirty- in my position, there’s no special requests
It’s rotten but it’s where it suits me best
I broke the record for how far you can fall
That’s not a brag- I’m sincerely pitiful
When the universe gave me lemons- I became a pickled egg
I say with no hyperbole- you can’t take me down one peg
Cuz I gravitate towards graveyards
I agitate with age
Too boring to be wild
Too unwise to be a sage
I’m the bottom of the barrel
This is what you get when there is nothing else left
You can do me right, or do me dirty- in my position, there’s no special requests
It’s rotten but it’s where it suits me best
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I’m visiting my inlaws
For hopefully the last time
Faking indigestion
Mandatory nap time
She’s moping in the pet store, cuz I said that
A puppy is a contract
The way to intercept these disagreements
Is avoiding all contact
Why put ourselves in danger?
Hikkikimori do it right
Cold shoulder here, forget some names
Think I’m gonna stay inside
Sabotaging all my relationships
I’d rather be left alone
Life is so much easier
When I’m shriveled up at home
Sabotaging all my relationships
I hardly have to try
Practicing inertia and
Intertia’s on my side
Call me a curmudgeon, misanthropical
La La, I can’t hear you. (la la la la la la la la)
The only path I want to take is socio
Better not be with you
(I’ve been) Sabotaging all my relationships
I’d rather be left alone
Life is so much easier
When I’m shriveled up at home
Sabotaging all my relationships
I hardly have to try
Practicing inertia and
Intertia’s on my side
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Love is always sacrifice but
There’s only so much I can give
I suppose that we can make it work
It’s only non-vital appendages
She’s taking weight off of my shoulders
And weight off my hips
It takes an arm and a leg to love you
If I could run, you’re the one I would run to
(Some) amputational proof you can point to
It takes an arm and a leg and a hook and a peg too
(I can only spare a few)
(We) cannot make romantic omelette
Without donation of a leg
I think I’m following the logic but
(That’s not) the way that I was raised
When you said we’d need a hacksaw I
Thought that was bizarre
But its love, so here we are
It takes an arm and a leg to love you
If I could run, you’re the one I would run to
(Some) amputational proof you can point to
It takes an arm and a leg and a hook and a peg too
Only one of my feet is cold
I can give her all my heart now
And half of a hug
Please don’t pull out the rug
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4. |
Lonely Historians Crew
03:17
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Back to square one, do not pass go
I absorbed an archive, and not a thing to show
Clean out the house, throw out the script
(All the) things in my head,
are graffiti on a sunken ship, so
Nobody cares what I know
I learned for so many years
Nobody cares what I know
The blood, the sweaters, the tears
Too many ways, to find what you need
Why ever ask me, when you could ask jeeves
The chronicles I’ve kept, I can keep to myself
In an ugly little box on a dusty little shelf
Dates and facts, events and eras, movements, cultures- it’s trivial
Artifacts, extinctions, moments of alleged significance- it’s trivial
Nobody cares what I know
I learned for so many years
Nobody cares what I know
The blood, the sweaters, the tears
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5. |
Helen (With You)
01:59
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I’ll be the baseball, you be the bat
You’ll be the sugarcane, inside my hat
WITH YOU, BY MY SIDE, MY LOVE
My luck will never fail
NO IT WON’T, NO IT WON’T
NO IT WON’T, NO IT WON’T
A wishbone’s larger half, a rabbit’s limb
A string of numbers on a cookie’s paper slip
WITH YOU, BY MY SIDE, MY LOVE
My fortune never fails
NO IT WON’T, NO IT WON’T
NO IT WON’T, NO IT WON’T
The bold are favoured, things are looking up
Living long and prospering with you, my lovely penny i’ve picked up
You be the charmer, I’ll be the snake
Quadruple cloverleaf I’ve finally caught my break
WITH YOU, BY MY SIDE, MY LOVE
My luck can never fail
NO IT WON’T, NO IT WON’T
NO IT WON’T, NO IT WON’T
WITH YOU, BY MY SIDE, MY LOVE
WITH YOU, BY MY SIDE, MY LOVE
WITH YOU
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6. |
Late Night Mineral Water
02:47
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Late night mineral water
Yearning for the fizzy
Thy state cannot be altered
Locked into a tizzy
Wait right literal squatter
You can taste the self-control
Tickle the lips, narrow the hips
Keep to the plan, open a can
You needed a drink, whaddya think?
It’s not what you crave, but try to be brave
Late (late late) Night (night night)
Late night mineral water
Late (late late) Night (night night)
Late night mineral water
Late night mineral water
(You can) satisfy inclinations
Disregard the feeling
That you’re lacking your libations
Abate nigh liquored rotter
Seltzerate at night
Contrary to ale; won’t go to jail
Let it usurp, the worst is a burp
You’ll never go wild, the flavor is mild
Alternative brew, it’s all you can do
Late (late late) Night (night night)
Late night mineral water
Late (late late) Night (night night)
Late night mineral water
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7. |
Don't Care
04:00
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Why do you look so composed?
I’m not like that. I’m freaking out and... it shows
I am the antonym of cucumber cool
In front of you, and you and you, gonna lose it pretty soon
Feel my little lungs
Giving out I’m coming up for air
Your head is in the clouds
You genuinely do not care
So la dee da, so laissez faire
You genuinely do not care
Is there a button I could press
To call for help? To register distress
I’m sensing no more empathy
Collectively, our hearts are absentees
Feel my little lungs
Giving out I’m coming up for air
Your head is in the clouds
You genuinely do not care
So la dee da, so laissez faire
You genuinely do not care
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8. |
Floromantics
04:02
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Had a mix-up moment
Had a messed up mind
Might have chosen poorly this time
Papa’s got a dumb design
Going down the columns
With the pros and cons
Miney moes and the tiger toes
And if she hollers let her go
And it just so happens, that you gotta make the tough decision
And it just so happens, lack of focus gonna cloud your vision
And you might have lost the love of your life
You were still stuck on the first one
No one said that you’re the sharpest of knives
But you had found the two in a million
So you might have lost the love of your life
Can’t decide who you care for
One of your feet is still outside the door
Is this how it always happens?
Or an isolated case?
Made a scene at the antiques show
You made a mess in a vase
No, it can’t be easy
You will never see
What’s behind the door you did not choose,
It remains a mystery
And it just so happens, that you gotta make the tough decision
And it just so happens, that your heart have double vision
And you might have lost the love of your life
You were stuck on the first one
No one said that you’re the sharpest of knives
But you found the two in a million
So you might have lost the love of your life
Can’t decide who you care for
One of your feet was still outside the door
BRIDGE:
It’s heads and tails, back horse wrong or right
Internal jury, all hung up, and, the judge died
Is flower petal divination backed by science?
Please make up your mind
So you might have lost the love of your life
Can’t decide who you care for
One of your feet was still outside
And you might have lost the love of your life
You were stuck on the first one
No one said that you’re the sharpest of knives
But you found the two in a million
So you might have lost the love of your life
Can’t decide who you care for
One of your feet was still outside the door
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He’s got dollar signs where his eyes should be, and in England, he’s got pounds
His appetite for moolah knows no bounds
He’d rather drown in a river of gold than float on empty clouds
Those dollar signs in his skull really weigh him down
His chief priority, is not a mystery
Spondulicks on the brain,
He’s questing after that squalor
His mind is single-tracked, wants green on every back
(that’s the) the avaracious way
Not a gentleman nor a scholar, only loyalty to the dollar
He’s got dollar signs where his eyes should be, and in England, he’s got pounds
His appetite for moolah knows no bounds
He’d rather drown in a river of gold than float on empty clouds
Those dollar signs in his skull really weigh him down
What more must be said, he needs to bring that bread
This subject matter’s fully mined
Big, dollar signs (Doo-dah, doo-dah-la) fat, bottom lines (doo-dah, doo-dah-la)
And that’s all, there’s
No need to crack motivation, insight gets a vacation
He’s got dollar signs where his eyes should be, and in England, he’s got pounds
His appetite for moolah knows no bounds
He’d rather drown in a river of gold than float on empty clouds
Those dollar signs in his skull really weigh him down
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10. |
Flying on a Plane
02:18
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Flying on a plane, flying on a plane, flying on a plane
Board airplane and try to find a seat
Put your bag in overhead thing
Wait a while til plane gets loud
Then tilt and rise and pass through cloud
In-flight entertain-a-ment shall be some film from 9 months past
Captain says that seatbelt's off but truly seatbelt's always on
Flying on a plane, flying on a plane, etc.
We're going to soar, like an airborne wild boar... or a plane, I suppose
We're going to fly, like a turkey vulture creeping in the sky
Picture this: you are a parasite that travels in the gullet of a bird
Pelican that grants us passage, kindly bring us back to earth
Press the button, flight attendant magically appears at once
Flush in bathroom loud alarming, not as much as next man snore (snore sound)
Flying on a plane, flying on a plane, etc.
We shall ascend, to a point we comprehend
Not at all, not at all
We're going to soar like an airborne wild boar I suppose
Pretty soon the plane will land, better make your tray get upright now
Gonna make a bump and stop, then you gotta wait til doors are up
Gotta get your bags, you gotta get your bags, and then you’re done with that whole thing
Maybe gonna make you sad, never gonna see that plane again
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12. |
Hard to be Fun
03:28
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Nobody wants to move [nobody wants to move]
All of our arms are crossed [rather be gettin sauced]
(DO YOU) got too much on your plate
(OR) was it that thing you ate?
(my) condolences for your trouble, cuz it’s
hard to enthusitate, I kno\\
Your closet is full of bones, your life is inside a phone
The future is lookin gray, you’re longing for yesterday
(BUT ITS) never too late to try
(EVEN THE ) soggiest blankets can dry
(NO ONE) ever said that is easy,
cuz its not… (I do declare that)
It’s hard to be fun
When nobody move
(Y’all) immune to the groove
You have my deepest sympathy
It’s hard to get down
(When the) feet all around
(Are) glued to the ground
It’s hard (I do declare!)
When yer dopamine up and dies, when the sparks disembark your eyes
Even alcohol doesn’t move you, the way that it used ta do
enjoyment is such a slog, we’re all bein’ bumps on logs,
We can lead the damn horse to water, but you
can’t make the pony party, (just push him in) (horse sound effect!!)
It’s hard to be fun
When nobody moves
Y’all immune to the groove
You have my deepest sympathy
It’s hard to get down
When the feet all around
Are glued to the ground
It’s hard (I do declare!)
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13. |
Wandroff
03:13
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When the party evolves so fast
And there’s too much unknown
You can open the se cret door
And you’re off your own
You can kidnap yourself, and see how far you go
Wander off and fall into the scenery
(when) occupational details reign
and the man has you down
One can’t disturb what does not exist
Though they might ask around
(but you’re)
Under a rock, a tree falling down in the forest and nobody cares
Your outline in chalk, dashes and dust clouds and soundless air
Wander off and fall into the scenery to everyone’s surprise
In the distance: (Waaaander off…. Waaaander off)
Wander off and fall into the scenery to everyone’s surprise
Wander off and fall into the scenery to no one’s surprise
Wander off and fall into the scenery to everyone’s surprise
Wander off and fall into the scenery for good
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14. |
Folsom and Jetsam
03:53
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Goodbye, little era hardly knew ya
There’s a road sign, advertisement, all must go
The old man, did not die, but he don’t live here
So it’s over, to the corner and beyond
They can’t see the change
Whole existence down the drain
A different voice is taking over
Close the book
Folsom, has the artwork, but the artists left
All gone, let the future, pay the rent
Some day, archaeologists will ponder
What we stood for, in our short-lived dynasty
They can’t see the change
Whole existence down the drain
A different voice is taking over
Close the book
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