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Mythical Creature
04:30
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Well I was driving my van out on Highway O
The first time I saw the mythical creature
Tall as a tree in shirt too small
Anybody could see he wasn't human at all
We was just 3 miles from the county line
He had 10 big toes and a box of wine
No one ever really sees the mythical creature
No one ever really hears his sweet sweet song
No one remembers meeting the mythical creature
No one ever remembers his sweet sweet love
I pulled to the side and offered him a ride
You should never pass up mythical creature
He put away his thumb and got inside
I'd be liar if I said it didn't gimme a fright
Fur like midnight and eyes like coals
Had a stare that reached into my very soul
No one ever really sees the mythical creature
No one ever really hears his sweet sweet song
No one remembers meeting the mythical creature
No one ever remembers his sweet sweet
All along the road I been looking for his tracks
Wishing to go back to the mythical creature
To that starry night out on Highway O
With the country station on the radio
Oh I fell in love with him on that night
That's to say I fell in love at the very first sight
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Shutdown
02:31
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Just when I thought
That I couldn't care enough I don't
Bleeding from this empathy
Move along, nothing to see
Chorus:
321 all systems go
Captain on the bridge I am taking control
Gauges in the red now the critical part
Throw the switch, I'm shutting down my heart
I have a plan
How much caring can one heart stand
All alone, all lines are dead
Breaking down, it's all in my head
Chorus.
I'm sharing and caring and practicing my art
I'm welling and swelling and coming all apart
I'm loving and shoving and stopping with a start
Oh my god this is too much, I'm shutting down my heart
In the mirror
You can see you're all sucked dry
This hollow-eyed shell is your best friend
I'll be dancing with my shadow till the very end
Chorus.
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3. |
Take It Outside
02:52
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City on fire
Bodies in the streets
Chaos envelopes
Lady Liberty weeps
When that voice just cant be heard
Above the noise of the powerful
When the walls are closing in
You gotta take it outside
These are the rules
You get your piece now play
The game involves your very life
we've stacked deck in every way
When that face just can't be seen
Behind the ranks of powerful
When the doors are closed to you
You gotta take it outside
Cities burn and glass gets broke
Then comes the water and the broom
What can we do to mend the rift
That's festered open like a wound
Going back is not an option
One's comfort is another's terror
That normalcy that spawns oppression
The dark side of a gilded mirror
That's when you take it outside
That's when you take it outside the lines they'v drawn
That's when you take it outside
Until all the walls are gone
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I'm Very Busy
02:36
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Fascists on the evening news
And getting catshit on my shoes
And car is leaking oil pan
Don't have the cash to pay the man
And sweeping vacuum knees and scrub
I need a shower rub-a-dub
And grass is growing to my knees
And work is calling counting beans
I'm so busy
I'm very busy
Follow plague on every page
The social fighting all the rage
I cannot get my forty winks
My boss is calling, such a dink
Go get a bucket roof it leaks
The plumbing's busted toilet reeks
My car is starting on its own
My bank is calling late on loan
I'm so busy
I'm very busy
Breathe in
Breathe out
Namaste
Find a comforatable position
Feel the air moving into my mouth as I breathe
Feel it filling up my stomach
Relax, let my shoulders drop
Wait, what time is it???
Washer washer on the fritz
Bad burrito got the shits
DMV I'm stuck all day
The neighbor kid won't go away
Now work is calling run reports
We need the numbers for our charts
My laptop breathing smoke and steam
Can't you take one for the team
I'm so busy
I'm very busy
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This Is Fine
03:13
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I went to sleep and never returned
Waking nightmare took the land by storm
He wasn't handsome, talented, or slick
He looked like a clown and talked like a dick
Now nobody alive can reverse the spell
Escalator to nowhere in a half-baked hell
This is fine, he ain't a politician
This is fine, he's a decent Christian
Business man in a suit that doesn't even fit
King Baby in a game of diminishing wit
He'd save his soul with world war III
If it makes a buck especially
Now nobody alive can reverse the cray-cray
What the hell would Teddy Roosevelt say?
This is fine, he once owned a casino
This is fine, he had his own TV show
Business man in a suit that doesn't even fit
King Baby in a game of diminishing wit
You're a babbling, blabbering contradiction
None of the truth, not even decent fiction
You're a supersized fraud, better than the real thing
Twice the carbohydrates but only half as filling
America's falling but the world keeps turning
We're sipping our tea like the room ain't burning
America's falling but the world keeps turning
We're sipping our tea like the room ain't burning
This is fine, for the ugly American
This is fine, if you're a holy Republican
This is fine, if you're making your money
This is fine, if you can step over the bodies
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Golf Punk Rides Again
03:02
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Daddy's money has run out
I had to sell the car
Not welcome at the country club
Though I golf under par
Can't afford to pay my caddy
I golf all alone
My only fairway is the muni
The muni, the muni
How the mighty fall
But golf punk rides again my friend
I have a BMX
Golf punk rides again my mates
I'm gonna give 'em heck
I'll take my tips from Friday night
I'm gonna rent a cart
And fill it with my rowdy friends
Smash the system one hole at a time
Patches on my Castore shirt
Goodwill cleats and bag
Pull me up by my own bootstraps
What my daddy said
Now daddy's money has run out
The Cadillac is sold
No hitting on the cart girl
At the muni's BYOB
How the mighty fall
But golf punk rides again my friend
I have a BMX
Golf punk rides again my mates
I'm gonna give 'em heck
I'll take my tips from Friday night
I'm gonna rent a cart
And fill it with my rowdy friends
Smash the system one hole at a time
Don't have no boss
I golf for me
Nobody tells me what to do on the links
It's total freedom from oppression
I have the sky above me
Manicured green below
Just me and the ball in a collision of wills
I know you'll never understand
But golf punk rides again my friend
I have a BMX
Golf punk rides again my mates
I'm gonna give 'em heck
I'll take my tips from Friday night
I'm gonna rent a cart
And fill it with my rowdy friends
Smash the system one hole at a time
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