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Get Ur Laffs Out
01:14
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I see that look on your face
Incredulous
He's not doing this
But I'm not taking a piss
It's much simpler than that
It's the hubris.
Get Ur Laffs Out
I am always thinking about somewhere else
where I'd be a commodity
But I had to do the stupid thing
Packed up my shit and moved it out to Marcy
Now I'm here and I am not as brilliant as I know I should be.
Yeah, you guys are all doing your thing and
I know, you're sick of me.
I'm a narcissist
And I know this
And I'll never even make it to the D List
so fuck that shit
I'll drink and sit
If you know the chorus, sing along with it:
Get Ur Laffs out.
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You want to know about me?
What makes me go day to day?
You don't want to know about me.
I got a system
Got an alarm clock
Got some coffee
It's just enough to keep it together.
I've got the drive
I've got a system
I've got coffee
It's just enough to keep it together.
I've got the pressure
I've got the standards
Responsibility
(I don't let it go to my head)
I've got my buddies
I've got the power
I'e got the drive
(But I don't let it go to my head)
It's all an act
(Liar)
It's all pretend
(Liar)
You're all my base
And I've let it go to my head.
I can't just stop
I want to try
I want to just give up
But I'd have no way to justify
The things I've said
And what I've done
One day I'll be up on that stage
Or you won't know me from anyone.
I can't wake up.
Cuz it's all a dream
I've opened up my eyes
And it's all just as it seemed.
I don't know
What to say anymore
I can't stop the tide from eating the shore
This output kills any sense of desire
It piles up till it expires
[The Voice sample edit]
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3. |
Gotta Start Somewhere
03:33
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We're all just prostitutes.
I started in porn reviews, a humble beginning
Check out that beaver
Gotta Start Somewhere
Then off to the clubs
To review all the drinks,
I got comp'd the top shelf
Hey
You gotta start somewhere.
You think that your degree will substitute for pedigree
But Norwegian and Mexican just makes me
Thanks to Mom and thanks to Dad
They gave me everything I had.
Now it's back to bad.
Gotta start somewhere.
My friend Lindsey studies monkeys
It doesn't bother her, she keeps her outlook sunny
But the thing that I will always find funny is
we both service primates to pay our rent and make us money.
My friend Ryan Max he wanted to get laid
But my friend Ryan Max had some trouble getting paid.
Now he has a girlfriend and some people say he's got it made, but he writes grants for the Bronx.
You gotta start somewhere.
We come correct, you bet we bring the check.
Keep tellin' yourselves it's all temporary.
We're all just prostitutes anyway
So give me my money, I gotta get paid.
And the funny thing is we'll do it all again
We'll get fired or we'll quit and the job search begins.
You know, scouting Craigslist instead of sleeping
the wholly pathetic weeping
But to get higher, you walk through the fire
And if they don't give us a ladder, we'll make one for ourselves.
We live to work when we can, we live to work for the man.
Hey
You gotta start somewhere.
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Deep
02:32
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Don't catch up very well
Don't make up very well
You're living by the roots
You don't go out in the rain
God Damn
Got it by the scruff
Don't let it slip through your fingers
Well, not again
How many chances on the board?
God Damn, Kid
It's on the surface goin' Deep Deep Deep.
It's not all one big goddamn mirror
I don't know what I've doing here
It got too deep
And if you can, you gotta bail me out...
She's talking taxi cabs and G trains
You're talking U-Hauls and Airplanes
How long has it been so deep?
Turn around, you gotta pick it up.
It's on the surface goin' Deep Deep Deep.
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If you ask me what I want
I'll turn away
I'll take a walk
You know I know what I want
I want some peace
I want to stop
[incoming broadcast from Planet Citizen Nowhere. He's done it again. It's six because he can't do anything else. He is incapable of letting this go. You are all doomed to this for eternity. Might as well deal with it.]
I can't stop
There's this drive that's in me
This gravity that pulls me
Add blind fate, make it a trinity
Got a lotta things
That I like to do
But my focus stays on two:
There's this bullshit self expression
Then explaining it all to you.
But it's me, I'm alone
Spend the days, In my home
Pretending there's meaning
In a late night drunken poem
Just gotta sing it all away:
La La La La La La La La La
Hear that ticking?
It's the clock
Counting seconds that are shot
Because you should be doing things
But we all know that you're not.
It's the haze
Makes you blind
The malaise,
It's all mine
You got a way,
I've got the time
So I'm here again.
In this goddamn room
This complaint should be my last
But there's more coming soon.
If you know
What this means
Please drown out
My restless screams
I'm here again, this room, alone.
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6. |
Miss You Too
01:12
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Can't you see it's not the same?
It's twice the fame with no shame.
But the weight of the crown, it wears on your brow.
You're a star fucker now.
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Gotta
04:00
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Gotta:
Chase that goal
To and fro
Green means go
Get off the floor
Ha Ha Ha!
Once a Night-Ah, Kinda Like A, Piece of Micah, To a Kid-Ah
Gotta Get Up Gotta Get Up Gotta
Someone's gotta take track of us
Keep care of us
Deflect provocation
But we're scolded
Told it's a bust
So eat the dust
Of some Corporation
Politics makes claims that are just
Then don't take care of us
And then blame the nation.
Gotta fix it,
Though ominous
We're venomous
When we've got motivation.
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none.
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9. |
In My House
03:18
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Born Free
I'll Be
Alone
For Me
(oh baby, I made it)
From my house
(In my house)
To the sea
(I'm not so free)
I stand guard
(But cut me some slack for this solitary vice)
For Me
(It's Me)
Home Free
(Oh baby I made it)
I'll be
(But I'm not so free)
Alone
(But cut me some slack for this solitary vice)
For Me
(It's Me)
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Bring It Down
05:10
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Down.
I see through the TV
All the buildings ready to fall
Should I just sit and watch it all?
Too many days and
Too few the nights
There's gotta be something out there but this grind.
Around the corner,
I see you watching.
You've got the fire to burn it down.
It feels easy
From the start.
I've got a piece to your fractured metal puzzle heart.
Come on baby, let's pull it down.
We've got the strength between us to decimate this little town.
When we're done, I'll let you have the crown
Come on baby, let's pull the buildings down.
I'm not the ones you've known before
equating fire with desire
I see the beauty in destruction
It's not creation I admire
If you wanna escape yourself replace yourself.
If you wanna replace yourself erase yourself.
I've seen the ones you've torn apart
I know the missing piece of your fractured metal puzzle heart.
Everything they told us couldn't hold an ounce of truth to shield our heads from rain or save us from the pain of the heart so again we start, but blow it up and let it burn is just the first part...
There's no point in using bricks
When there is straw for a foundation
There's no point in doing this
Unless we spread to more locations.
It's hard to break the bundled sticks
A benefit of corporation
It's you and I, we cannot miss.
We can begin emancipation.
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Rescue
05:16
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Please
return me to
the place I knew
I've fallen asleep, please wake me
This
new point of view
it must be you
Don't leave me alone, please take me
Please
Take me out
Get me away from here.
An unencumbered rescue
excuse my pleading
a fallen tree with my roots exposed
don't leave me bleeding
return to me
You'll recognize, remember being whole
you know.
I never thought I would need your rescue
Always thought I could make on my own.
But I feel in the black, in the pit
and I turned to bones and flesh and spit
Now I really need your rescue.
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bReakbEatlUllaby
03:05
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All I need's a lullaby
Just sing to me, don't say goodbye
I thought I could lift expectations to the sky
and change myself so we'd see eye-to-eye
One day we meet
Then it's time for sleep
This meat won't keep
Behind this sheet.
The shit has flown, it hit the fan
And now I'm back where I began.
From passion's fire back to the pan
It's my leap that has caused this jam, I know.
I know.
It's the paralyzing fear that won't let me grow.
What if there's nothing more to me?
It's a frightening possibility.
If I'm not adrift, out in the sea
I'm trapped inside for eternity.
Save me from this break-beat lullaby.
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13. |
Loose Lips
03:04
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The alarm goes off to start another day
In the same way
To find a penny on the tracks
Let's pry it off!
It's squished so flat
We can't blame Lincoln the US Mint or the Government
When it buckles on the tracks
They beg with songs and sacks
They're also seeking Change, alas
It wasn't our loose lips that sunk these ships.
I can't think of anyone that can't feel screwed by how their life has changed.
I can count the guilty parties on one hand, let's pass along the blame.
I don't know how we all lost, I don't remember joining in this game.
It wasn't our loose lips that sank this ships, but we shoulder all the shame.
This tantrum we're throwing
The anger we're showing
We've been blamed
We've been taxed
We just want our lives back again.
This psychic trash
It's maggot meat
It's rotting fruit
It's in the streets.
It wasn't our loose lips that sunk these ships.
Give us our lives back!
This social fissure didn't grow from a crack
That we made
But we pay
Like we always do
Our loose lips didn't sink these ships.
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You're damn right, I did it again
Bet against the physics and thought we could win
Thought we were softer than the digital skin
We made a mistake, now we have to do it again
Couldn't find a way 'round this accident
I can't stop, the momentum is near
The ball was rolling so long, now we see that it's here
Everything that I know got turned on it's ear
Never saw the blind-side hit until it was to near.
Never found a way 'round this accident
Playing along with the scoffing and the precedent
If we do it again, we'll represent,
We'll get out of the way of this excriment
Let me hear you echo this sentiment:
Couldn't find a way 'round this accident.
Thank you Mario, but our princess is in another castle.
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15. |
The Winning Team
01:30
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You don't play for the winning team, 'cuz the winning team don't quit. Keep breathin' and walkin' you look like you livin'
You know how this goes: let's talk.
We're all dead anyway.
Infect those that fester and swell
We were all dead anyway
Three pills, cigarettes, inhale
We're all dead anyway.
Oh. Ah. Oh.
We're all dead anyway.
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I saw a ghost
He's here
He's telling me I have a purpose
Fuck yes!
'Cuz I was starting to weep for feeling useless.
"You're almost done," he said.
Reclining in my bed
As I rendered this song,
As I was banging my head.
The walls
Contain the madness
But amplify the sadness
This hermit's life is restless
He was dead all along: Bruce Willis
I've got my own ghosts, DAMMIT!
John McClane can just go shove it
3D, CG, better for me
Because at least they're dead to begin with
Bayner, Bohner, Slaughter, Bush
My violence comes from CNN
My sex from Fox, inside this box
A Pulp Fiction star controls the locks.
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It swings
Above your head
Perpetual Motion Machine Gun
You fall
With gravity
Centripetal motion it pulls us.
We cannot avoid catastrophe
Even when propelled by entropy
You cannot let it inside of me
That's where it feeds
Pressure builds right under your skin
And you start to realize the trouble we're in
It shoots
Inside your head
Perpetual Motion Machine Gun
It spins never-ending
They're dead, they're not pretending
The gears, they are in motion
This end, won't get attention.
Machines, they are so mindless
Our cause lead to our blindness
Earth turns, and we turn with it
We lose, that will not stop it.
It shoots
Perpetual Motion Machine Gun
The shots, they tear, they rip, we can't stop it.
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How could I miss this turn of events, this chance at repentance?
It seems like me to sleep in and feel the warmth of the sheets on my skin.
I know that things change as time goes by.
But I still think I can perceive this with my eye.
But I know: It's the surroundings that change
And just leave you to lie in bed.
I might be reaching out of my range to fuck with the things left in my head.
Just find a place to fall asleep.
And wake up when the storm has passed.
Just sell the thing you thought you'd always keep.
It's a whole new world now.
When you find your sunset on the beach:
Just take it.
When you see the things beyond your reach:
You'll make it
When you find what's lost has gone again:
Just fake it.
When you see the whip descend again:
Don't trust it.
Just find a place to fall asleep
And wake up when the storm has passed.
Just sell the thing you thought you'd always keep.
It's a whole new world now.
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