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A Certain Festering
01:40
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I'm not one for the cinema, modern things are just so predictable
It could've been someone else telling you
but mundane things are just much more pleasurable
Haven't you heard
You should never cage a bird
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Why do you lock the house when your home?
It just rained, so why must you wash your car?
We're already drunk and still you want to head to the bar
Why do you decorate your garden with gnomes?
Why do you say it's close when it's far?
You can't come to terms with the sun as a star
You are an idiot savant, you are
Your naivety must be bliss
Because I mistook it for ignorance
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3. |
And So The Story Went
01:38
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And when it ends, it won't seem logical
You won't see me jump up the nearest pole
I'm eager but I just can't pass this obstacle
And when it stops, you'll just feel really cold (ridiculed)
And so the story goes
I got a job at a new age coffee shop
I quit the job, I told you I would stop
I wish I was just sane or maybe logical
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4. |
Sour Mash
01:17
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Day is day because they say that night is night tonight
Day after day I guess I'll say alright, they're right
But what if the sun forgot to shine
And the moon forgot to light the night
I guess that we'd be so far gone by then
We'd be reduced to only cheap wine
cheap cigarettes with no match to light
and a race to nowhere where no one ever wins
It's safe to say that this night will be the night
To follow the lonesome day without it's light
But don't be shocked by this news
Just prepare your lungs, your liver, and your running shoes
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5. |
Spare Keys Plea
02:56
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Burn out young, dying star
I hope you travel far away from me
Don't come back again some day
You're not the only one who looks swell in the setting sun
No way, and I won't be just a pawn in some lousy game
Please hide all the spare keys
I don't want to know how to get home
I'd beg and I'd plead but you weren't having any
So just leave me be
Wait, just one more thing
Tell me, is there more to life?
I just don't know
Turn down your ears now
Our heads won't reach the clouds for us
So let's burn out above the stars, inside the car
Walk to the nearest bar
Who says we can't travel that far away from this
Don't tell me there is more to life
Nobody knows
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I wish I were a humanist and Luddite
That is what I truly want to be
'Cuz if I were a humanist and Luddite
I'd be free from fuckin' society
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