1. |
DIY Yuppy Scum
01:26
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Well I am sick
Of all you privileged kids
Complaining about
How hard your lives are though
You never had it bad
Your parents pay
For fucking everything
Well I'm so broke
That I cannot eat
Fuck you
And fuck your parents too
When I was young
I got my ass beat
At 18 I
Was living on the street
Fuck you
And fuck your parents too
You sing your songs
About how your partner left
Well that's just life
Fucking get over it
Fuck you
And fuck your sad songs too
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2. |
Betrayal
01:48
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Everything you cherish and hold dear to your heart
Will one day take a shit on you and fall the fuck apart
And if you're asking yourself how I know this to be true
It's because for thirty silver pieces I'd probably betray you
Like Judas Iscariot, I might just kill myself
I hate the fucking world just like everybody else
Disappointment and depression are all we'll ever know
In a world where Limp Bizkit fans include Rivers Coumo
That's right folks you fingered your first love to Fred Durst
So instead asking why I'm sad, now you'll know why it hurts
So many things since then have fallen apart
I can't masturbate to the blue album or let Jesus in my heart
Everybody in the world is only looking out for themselves
That's why they sell anarchy patches on hot topic shelves
Betrayal is an instinct in every human mind
"It's in my nature" said the scorpion, "I can swim" said man kind
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3. |
Florida Song
01:52
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I've been feeling so isolated
In the state where grandma came to die
And I'm just dying to get the fuck out of here
But I'm too broke, too broke to get by
And I miss the city
Ya I miss the dumpsters and squats
I even miss the winter
'cause down here, down here it's too hot
Every bodies apathy is slowly rubbing off on me
And these southern liberals are just too republican for me
Ya you're too
Too republican for me
So I'm heading to the pawn shop
Gonna sell all of my things
So I can buy a bus ticket that'll bring me home by the end of spring
Ya I'm gonna be home by spring
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Republican or democrat
That's the dilemma most people face
Every four years or so
And my friend Corey
Has a song about Florida
And how they don't like us queer anarchists folks
He also mentions
How the liberals there
Are too republican
But something I've noticed over the years is that
Everyone that elects a politician
Is a little too right for me
Ya, they're a little too right for me
To the left, to the left, to the left
To the left, to the left, to the left
You can say it's wrong, say it's liberal
Call me jackass
You'd be wrong I'm an anarchist
But that's to the left, to the left
To the left, to the left, to the left
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5. |
Not Wagon Wheel
01:11
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Well I left Massachusetts
And I left all my friends
Even though I promised I would see things to the end
Yeah our house was falling down
There were roaches all around
Mice would keep us up at night and rats were in the couch
Spiders in the windows
Bugs were in our food
That we got from dumpsters, god damnit life was good
There were always drugs in sight
We were drinking every night
I would puke on your front steps then drive my ass back home
Got arrested once or twice
Had to deal with body lice
Every night I would drink as if I was trying to take my life
Never thought I'd see the day
That I'd try and change my ways
Now I am staying clean it's a whole new life for me
Well I got sick of dying
I got sick of never trying
I got sick of waking up shaking and alone
Well I left Massachusetts
And I left my friends behind
Better hurry up and change my ways before I change my mind
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6. |
Seppuku
03:18
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Cutting my belly
Is how I would like to go
Sliced with a tanto
Slicing my belly
Don't fret it's honorable
Cut now seppuku
Three cuts in
Three cuts in
Three cuts in
(My belly)
Three cuts in
Three cuts in
Three cuts in
(Seppuku)
I cut with the knife
Incisions go left to right
Bleed out on the floor
Bleed forevermore
Disemboweled by a knife
Cut now seppuku
Three cuts in
Three cuts in
Three cuts in
(My belly)
Three cuts in
Three cuts in
Three cuts in
(Seppuku)
No second for me
Decapitation's too quick
Disembowelment
The last cut is near
My vision begins to fade
Bowels on the floor
Three cuts in
Three cuts in
Three cuts in
(My belly)
Three cuts in
Three cuts in
Three cuts in
(Seppuku)
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