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Push me out of the way, dear
push me out of the way, dear
push me out of the way
sweet dear alcohol
push me out of the way
I go out of my way, dear
to get in my own way, dear
push me out of the way
sweet dear alcohol
and I'll be with you to stay
Well, I think I'm going insane this time
I'm thinking about committing some crime!
Push me out of the way, dear
push me out of the way, dear
push me out of the way
sweet dear alcohol
push me out of the way
Wee hew!
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Micro Paycheck, Micro Paycheck
what's it gitcha? what's it gitcha?
You take a shower and you work 8 hours
for a micro paycheck
what's it gitcha?
You take a shower and work 8 hours MORE
and then you DRINK
Fatty Paycheck, Fatty Paycheck
what's it gitcha? WHAT'S it gitcha?!
the same thing as a micro paycheck
'cept you don't get evicted
that's all it gets ya
Still take a shower and work 8 hours MORE
then you drink MORE
then work MORE
then drink MORE!
Aw, and then AW FUCK IT!
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Tell your mom, tell your mom
I'm a big ol' slime
I'm a slime I'm a slime
A big ol' fuckin slime
Tell your dad, tell your dad
That I'm big
And that I'm bad
I'm a slime I'm a slime
A big bad fuckin slime
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
I do a good job being a slob
I cannot say I'm sorry, I'm a slime that doesn't worry
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
I'm a big ol' grimy slime
Well, I might be a slimebag
But at least I know the truth
Tell your sister, tell your sister
That she looks like Alton Lister
I'm a slime I'm a slime
A mean mean slime
Tell your brother
Tell your brother
That he shouldn't
Mate another
I'm a slime I'm a slime
An ugly ugly slime
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
I do a good job being a slob
I cannot say I'm sorry, I'm a slime that doesn't worry
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
I'm a big ol' grimy slime
Well I might be a slimebag
But at least I know the truth
Well there should be more words to this song
But there's no more words to the song
There should be more words to this song
But there's no more words to the song
Should be more words to this song
But there's no more words to the song
Should be more word to the song
But there just ain't no more words
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George Washington owned fellow humans
Let's never forget that
George Washington owned fellow humans
Let's never forget that
This country was founded by people who owned slaves
This country is run by people who own you and me
So fuck it
I said fuck it
Might as well chuck it
Throw your vote in a bucket
This country was founded by people who owned SLAVES
This country is run by people who own you and me
So
FUCK IT
FUCK IT
FUCK IT
I SAID FUCK IT!
FUCK IT
FUCK IT
FUCK IT
I SAID FUCK IT!
FUCK IT
FUCK IT
FUCK IT
I SAID FUCK IT!
FUUUUUUUUUCK!
THIS COUNTRY WAS FOUNDED BY PEOPLE WHO OWNED SLAVES
THIS COUNTRY IS RUN BY PEOPLE WHO OWN YOU AND ME
SO
FUCK IT
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Nothing in this world seems novel anymore
There used to be things I'd cherish
Now there's just things
I have to do
The day to day happenings in this life
Have little importance
Unless you don't have to work for a living
Nothing in this world seems novel anymore
There used to be things I'd cherish
Now there's just things
I have to do
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Mansion Trailer Park
That's a fancy fuckin' church
Next to your
Mansion Trailer Park
I'd like to drop some turds In your gated community
In your gated community
I'll bet you think you've got the best police
That only means
You got a false sense of security
And so I'm gonna take a dump in your front yard
In between your fancy shrubs
And I swear to Bob
That you'll never find out it's me
Who's befouling your community
I'll bet you think you're Living The American Dream™
That illusion to you
Looks just the same to me
As living in a trailer park
Cuz, you might as well get a dog named Rambo
And a wife who wears tubetops and flipflop sandals
Drive a beat up Pinto with no door handles
Get a cement mailbox cuz you're
Sick of the vandals in your Mansion Trailer Park
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Well we got a rooster!
And a bunch of hens
That rooster listens to the messages
His ladies send
Figured I could learn from him
Cuz like most gentlemen
I'd like to do a little bit better
With the lady friends
I brought a lady friend
On out to the farm
She ain't even minded
That I livded in a barn
She saw that rooster
And said "Aw, ain't he CUTE!"
Now I think she loves that sucker
Even more than I do
She loves my rooster
Even more than I do
I'da thunk it unpossible
But she's a dream come true
It might sound funny
Or maybe even blue
But she loves my cock
Even more than I do
And now that rooster n' me
Ain't got no time for each other
Him for his hens
Or me for any other lover
She thinks she owns it
And that might well be true
Cuz by god she loves that sucker
Even more than I do
She loves my cock
Even more than I do
I'da thunk it unpossible
But she's a dream come true
It might sound funny
Or maybe even blue
But she loves my cock
Even more than I do
She loves my cock
I ain't bullshitt'n!
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I may be ugly but I ain't dumb
I may be ugly but I ain't dumb
And you're a stupid hypocritic sumbitch
When I'm hungry and I want some sleep
When I'm tired and I need to eat
It don't matter what I want or need
Cuz I'm fuckin poor
But at least I'm not dumb
At least I'm not dumb
At least I'm not dumb
At least I'm not dumb
I may be ugly but I ain't dumb
I may be chubby but I can lose weight
And you're a stupid hypocritic sumbitch
When I'm hungry and I want some sleep
When I'm tired and I need to eat
It don't matter what I want or need
Cuz I'm fuckin poor
But at least I'm not dumb
At least I'm not dumb
At least I'm not dumb
At least I'm not dumb
At least I'm not dumb
At least I'm not dumb
And you may or may not be a stupid hypocritic sumbitch
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song video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJDrY6eZmr4
I want a car that's totally chrome with blacked-out windows
I wonder how that would reflect on me
Loud enough to find out what it'd sound like
To see the light
Bouncing off of almost everything
I want a car so fucking fast that it can't be seen
Then all the girls will notice me
I want to find out what it'd be like
To have a passenger seated
Somebody seeing what I see
Well, just because we don't need it
Doesn't mean we don't have to have it
I want a car that's totally chrome, even the tires and seats
Just blinding everyone with absurdity
We're all gonna find out what it looks like
From the outside
Cuz when we drive it's hard to see
Well, just because we don't need it
Doesn't mean we don't have to have it
And just because we don't want it
Doesn't mean we aren't gonna get it
We're all gonna find out
We're all gonna find out
We're all gonna find out
We're all gonna find out
We're all gonna find out
We're all gonna find out
We're all gonna find out
We're all gonna find out
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Skater punks!
All day drunks!
Cars on fire, cars on fire
A buncha fuzz
All there was
Making noise, making noise
It could take your whole lifetime
To realize you haven't lived
There's a lot more going on
Than what's two inches in front of your face
A buncha fuzz
All there was
Making noise, making noise
It's all for show
It's all I know
It's all a trap, It's a trap!
It could take your whole lifetime
To realize you haven't lived
The only thing that never changes
Is the fact
That everything changes
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It was about three weeks
And I was back on the street
I ain't afraid of nothin
But me
If you've got any sacred cows
Lemme at them
Cuz now I've got a hankerin' for some beef
There's nobody
That cares about
A guy like me
After about three weeks
I was feelin the heat
I can't trust nobody
Especially me
It takes a heck of a liar
To think he's telling the truth
But baby sometimes
That's the person you gotta be
With nobody
That cares about a guy like me
I guess it comes down to
I feel I've been cheated
And muthafuckin lied to
When I really didn't need it
My beliefs have been tied up, cut, choked and beaten
By personal calamity
Got nobody that cares about
A guy like me
Not even my mama
Gonna care about
A guy like me
And now I understand the deer frozen in the headlights
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Why's a punk rock song so short?
Why's a punk rock song so short?
They're not tryin to entertain you
NO ONE'S trying to entertain YOU
Why's a punk rock song so short?
Why's a punk rock song so short?
Well they're just tryin to make you think
Even if the music STINKS!
Why's a punk rock song so short?!
FU-UCK YOU!
And, why's a punk rock song so quick?
Why's a punk rock song so quick?
They're just tryin to make you sick
I hope you're getting fucking sick!
Why's a punk rock song so quick?
Why's a punk rock song so quick?
I hope you're getting sick
Cuz I'm a fucking prick
Why's a punk rock song so quick?!
LI-ICK DICK!!
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Born in a stump
Lives on grubs
Can make anything out of anything
Hunts on sight
But he doesn't see the light
Screams on key but he doesn't sing
Feral Boy
Feral Boy
He goes with his hunch
When he hunts for his lunch
Foresees just about anything
Looks to the sky
Doesn't ask why
Gives thanks for the days and the joy they bring
Feral Boy
Feral Boy
Don't you wish you could be like him
If you spied through his eyes?
You'd likely run and hide
You'd run and hide
What you'd find in his mind
Would make you run and hide
You'd run and hide
Find no peace in the heat of the kitchen
Of his mind, his mind
If you can't stand the heat of the kitchen
Run and hide, run and hide
You'd run and hide get high
You'd run and hide get high
You'd run and hide get real, real high
And then fly
Real high
Born in a stump, lives on grubs
Just gives thanks for everything
Screams to the sky
Every single night
"DO I KNOW THE MEANING OF LIVING"
Feral Boy
Feral Boy
Don't you wish you could be like him
DON'T you wish you could be like him
Don't you dare wish that you were him
Cuz you'd be sorry
I'm telling you that you'd be sorry
If you spied through his eyes
You'd likely run and hide
You'd run and hide
What you'd find in his mind
Would make you run and hide
Withdraw inside
Find no peace in the heat of the kitchen
Of his mind, his mind
YOU can't stand the heat of the kitchen
Run and hide, run and hide
You'd run and hide get high
You'd run and hide get high
You'll run and hide get real, real high
And then fly
Real high
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Freaks don't sit around
Freaks don't sit around
They don't sit around, sit around
Freaks don't sit around
Freaks don't sit around
They don't sit around, sit around
Better just keep it simple today
I'd rather do something dumb
Better just keep it like yesterday
But I'd rather do something dumb
Like fall in love
Freaks don't sit around
Freaks don't sit around
They don't sit around, sit around
Freaks don't sit around
Freaks don't sit around
They don't sit around, sit around
Better just keep it simple today
I'd rather do something dumb
Better just keep it like yesterday
But I'd rather do something dumb
Like fall in love
Why do you run when you run
And talk what you walk
You're talking while you run
Why don't you walk what you talk
You talk and you talk and run
Why do you run run run run
Walking speaks much louder than talking
Getting something done
My dad said "Kick some ass!"
Dad said "Kick some ass!"
"Go out and kick some ass before I kick YOUR ass!"
Better just keep it simple today
I'd rather do something dumb
Better just keep it like yesterday
But I'd rather do something dumb
Like fall in love
Woo oo
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Oh lord I've been having some bad nightmares
About a thing that's called warvette
About some thing that's called warvette
It's destination is
Your mom
It's coming to a
Mom near you
It's coming
In a mom near you
And can't slow down
Tell you why...
It's because the wealthy hate need!
Cuz no one's fuckin free
And it's because the poor just need more, man
When no one's fuckin free
And then the man takes the land
And then no one's fuckin free
Cuz no one's fuckin free
The people fight each other, man
When no one's fuckin free
But fight the man, he's not your brotherman
When no one's fuckin free
You gotta eat the rich-ah
When no one's fuckin free
Cuz no one's fuckin free
I bet you thought
It's called being rather than
Seeming to be
Because they'll make you 86
Your personal reality
It'll make you fucking sick the way that
They're allowed to breathe
When no one's fuckin free
Cuz no one's fuckin free
I'm just so tired of thinking about
What I always seem to be thinking about
When there's nothing better to think about
Cuz no one's fuckin free
There's no one fuckin free
Not even your mom
It's called being rather than
Seeming to be
Because they'll make you 86
Your personal reality
It'll make you fucking sick the way that
They're allowed to breathe
When no one's fuckin free
Cuz no one's fuckin free
And then you'll hear them say
That you couldn't know, anyway
And you have no place to stay
HEY!
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The product of 26 years of an infinity round fight, I made a guitar from a hunk of wood I found, and threw my fingers at it until these songs came out.
I learned how to sing some 14 years later, right around the time that rooster was so popular.
Then took another 10 years for no reason.
In the end, this recording took a year of effort. And took more than a year of me. Way more.
woo