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Cellar Man
04:29
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Hole’s dug, sun comes up, burn a hole in my sweater
Stone bust, Crow’s blood, in the sand
Another bird in the hand, Mr. Cellar Man, Cellar Man
Film buff, have you seen this one?
Oh no, if you haven't you better
Cut the rug, do you dance much?
I said, can you dance? Like kickin the can, Mr. Cellar Man, Cellar Man
Yeah i think i need a good dog, are you a good dog?
Need my a good dog, be my real dog
Well I need a dog, I’m a real good dog
I can be a good dog, I can be a good dog!
Smile, you’re on camera
With your thumbs up, come on, let’s deliver this letter
Woke up, in the sun
With a nice tan, go and get in the van, Mr. Cellar Man, Cellar Man
In the sun
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2. |
Stick + Poke
03:40
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There’s a crowd around my block, surrounding the bus stop
They’re waiting for the 34 to take them to the store
Someone had heard a guy was following the kids to school
They dragged him to the street to reconnect him to the lord
`And I need to find a way, to celebrate this day
I know, I’ll get a tattoo of the date on my right arm
But i can't afford it so, I got a stick and poke
My friend she has a pen I hope she makes it bleed
I’m not supposed to be here, Oh me oh my
Monochromacy is a white light
Somebody hit him with a cast iron
Mail time in sodom and gomorrah
Jerk off to simon and garfunkel
A small amount of weird shit on a long night
My man and pots and pans we’ll sleep outside
I hit my Ballmer Point and now I think I’m bonafide
And i walk on all fours across this wasted land
As a Genie as a mongrel and what some would call a man
Some lady comes to me and started speaking portuguese
Desculpe eu entiendo mas do que eu sei falar
And I need to find a way, to celebrate this day
I know, I’ll get a tattoo of the date on my right arm
But i can't afford it so, I got a stick and poke
My friend she’s got a pen I hope she makes it bleed
I’m not supposed to be here, Oh me oh my
The American dream is for a white guy
The American dream is just a white lie
Meal time in sodom and gomorrah
Jerk off to simon and garfunkel
A small amount of weird shit on a long night
My man and pots and pans we’ll sleep outside
I hit my Ballmer Point and now i think I’m bonafide
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South America
03:16
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When I went to South America I found out that everyone’s got a pickup truck, yea a pick up truck that’ll pick you up
So I left my clothes on the side of the road cuz sunshine lifted the thread from my bones
And tattooed life and death to my chest, I grew so brown, I knew I was home I tied a snake to my waist and called out for a simple place
Where a man can drink from the river, recycle through my liver as I got bigger
My brain expanded over the landscape pressing veins against my skull
My back is golden, stuff is stolen, ten cents here can buy you a beer
Might be poor but I’m not vermin
It’s the rain child
I have never known silence, just a calm sweet buzz
All the houses were made of mud but that’s just because it’s better than dirt Is it better than brick? Well I think not
What I came with is all that I got
O que ha banda? All the men stand up and 300 women make a circle around me
Do they think I’m their child? I am not your child!
Desert’s taken all of my girth so I look like a boy in this big t-shirt
But for what it’s worth, I wouldn’t return for a million pepsis
A thousand cans delivered each day I would trade away for what I found
Solid ground, solid ground, so flat I can see where I've I’ve been
Aluminum cans that will taste like tin but it's all been the same as it’s always been
Nothing to do but to wait around
Might be poor but I’m not vermin
It’s the rain child
My home will fade away
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4. |
Game Show
03:23
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I’m on a game show and the timer’s running on
And I’m too scared to guess in case I get the question wrong
I took the elevator downstairs I’ll see ya later
Catch a cab, I won’t come back, you can keep that cash I’m used to this life
But 15 minutes after, realized I knew the answer
And now I stand like a old man stands
Then I go on yelp and write them a bad review
That’s just a waste of my time
My therapist thinks I’m depressed and I agree
And I can’t hold a job so I can’t pay for therapy
And I guess sooner or later imma have to meet my neighbors
They’ll text their friends and pretend that they're close to the man next door from the tv
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PYHOME
03:15
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I was born in drag, like, liar liar raising myself
So I locked her out, but how’d she get ahold of my cell
I was stuck with us while wishing I was somebody else
Woke up in a bra, wow, baby who are you and where’d you come from?
Grab a gun from the pile of guns
I’m a boy because I knew I wouldn’t fit anywhere
Put your hands on me, I think I wanna be loved
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Kenan & Kel
04:32
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Strange days, I feel it again, a dog whistle playing aloud
And only I, hear it and it’s on repeat,
Enough to make to tap my feet, or make me shout
Do you wanna clap your hands or press em up against my mouth
To force a smile, cuz i dont wanna feel it again, or feel it now
Stressed, my mind’s a mess,
Do you wanna watch me sweat, it’ll bum you out
I’m drunk watching Kenan & Kel, like I’ve never had a friend before
Until now
Depression is a lonely curse, that no one wants to talk about
Or feel again, and I don’t wanna feel it again, I never wanna feel it again, yea
Alright, you think I sound white, well you can go and fuck yourself
I’ll give you my voice, yeah, I’ll record it to tape
You can listen to it everyday, I smell you now
Your friend are looking at me weird, well
I don’t wanna see them here, or ever again
And I don’t wanna see em again, no I don’t wanna see em again
I’m desperately hoping
That you don't’ find out that I’m practically broken
Cuz the recent side effects will make you puke
But you said, No boy I will swallow you
If you go blind I’ll be your eyes and nose
To show you what you really are
If you go deaf I’ll yell, at you
That you are not alone, I will follow you wherever you go
To show you what you really are
So let’s find a bottle, let’s find a bar and fall apart
So what's the deal? Me and you together like Kenan & Kel
And all this orange soda isn’t worth the grief
I don't want you to go but I want you to leave, yeah
So, have I spoken my piece
Don’t be dramatic and save your speech
I’m a grown woman I’ll decide myself
I’mma stick around cuz you need my help, yeah
No, I don’t wanna
Shut your mouth
Take one second just to hear yourself
I know you’ll change your mind cuz you’re flippin your opinion like all the time
Yes, I wasn’t thrilled, you used my insurance to pay for pills
You’re confused but it’s mutual
I don’t know what to say so I’ll talk real low
Then I'll whisper with ya, tried to convince me I was like your sister
But you were my friend
So I’ll do it again and again and again and again and again, until the end of time
Then I’m not the one with the broken mind
Now, let’s not get carried away, but I’m here to say
If you go blind I’ll be your eyes and nose
To show you what you really are
If you go deaf I’ll yell, at you
Cuz you are not alone I will follow you wherever you go
To show you what you really are
So let’s find a bottle, let’s find a bar and fall apart
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7. |
Heroin Sway
04:16
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Heroin sway, and god I love it
One of these days I will teach it to you
Anything goes and god i love it too
Heroin sway, and god i love it
Sooner or later I’ll spread it to you
Anything goes and god i love it too
You’re gonna lean up on me, sway, I’m gonna lean up on you
Medicine stuck inside your pocket
So when you wake up I can fix it for you
Runs from hammer to hole, yea, and god I love it too
Bend me back all the way, sway
You need to watch me howl!
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8. |
Best Friend
03:16
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Nursing on the lies that you were breastfed
Semen on the shirt that you were dressed in
Everybody said how you were restless
But how was I supposed to know that you were my best friend
Nursing on the lies that you were breastfed
Semen on the skirt that you were dressed in
Everybody said that you were restless
But how was I supposed to know that you were my best friend
When you were my friend, my best friend
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