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Home
02:39
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There’s a place I like to sit
Down and think a bit
When I can’t remember the last time it rained
They say help comes in time
But I’m still waiting for mine
Because nobody gets out alive
There’s no reason to fret
Got a lot on my back
And I can’t help but find my way home
This desert of disease
Means nothing to me
And I can’t help but find my way home
Heaven forbid there’s no reason to cry
But write in his will oh well at least he tried
Alone is our fate some people can’t wait
As their memories become our lullabies
There’s no reason to fret
Got a lot on my back
And I can’t help but find my way home
This desert of disease
Means nothing to me
And I can’t help but find my way home
There’s a place I like to sit
Down and think a bit
And I went there the last time it rained
They say help comes in time
But I’m done waiting for mine
As their memories become our lullabies
I can’t forget
If you look back I’ll bet
I could still help you find your way home
In this desert of disease, that brought you to your knees
There’s no reason to fret
Got a lot on my back
And I can’t help but find my way home
In this desert of disease
That brought you to your knees
And I can’t help but find my way home
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2. |
Broadway Baby
04:13
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It’s three o’clock and bells are ringing
It’s time to dance your way out the door
Your friends are waiting with their hands open wide for
Five dollars for tonight's high
The wind on the rooftops whistles through your hair
And new life spreads to your fingertips
The hudson river’s like the blood runs through your veins
Glinting in the New York City dusk
Broadway baby, he’s taking a nosedive
Broadway baby on the Brooklyn Bridge
Broadway baby thinks he’s in too deep
Ain’t gonna be no rest tonight in the city that never sleeps
Walkin’ down the sidewalk in the pouring rain
Hoping the water washes you clean
Two weeks since you showered you’re wearing cigarette perfume
Your pea coat smelling like failure and burnout
Wearing vans backwards smoking on a stoop
Watching west side couples walking by
Maybe you’ll call that girl and ask her on a date
But fuck you’re too far gone to try
Useless daydreams and forgotten tomorrows
Meanings of life that didn’t mean a thing
And the feeling that you’re on top of the world
Man you wouldn’t give that up for nothing
Broadway baby, he’s taking a nosedive
Broadway baby on the Brooklyn Bridge
Broadway baby thinks he’s in too deep
Ain’t gonna be no rest tonight in the city that never sleeps
Strolling down the highline in Chelsea
Five o’clock on a February afternoon
You can’t go home you can’t feel your feet
Cuz they take you where they want to go
South street seaport glistens through the fog
And Ellis Island’s just a stone's throw away
Halfway to Park Slope and the bottom of his home
Is where the hero makes his final stand
Broadway baby, he’s taking a nosedive
Broadway baby on the Brooklyn Bridge
Broadway baby thinks he’s in too deep
Ain’t gonna be no rest tonight in the city that never-
Broadway baby, he’s taking a nosedive
Broadway baby on the Brooklyn Bridge
Broadway baby thinks he’s in too deep
Ain’t gonna be no rest tonight in the city that never sleeps
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3. |
I Hate MLP
00:23
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Well I hate you more than I hate my little pony
And I hate my little pony
A whole fuckin' lot
Anything you say
Could ruin my whole day
I can't beleive I wrote this song
Cuz I hate you
A whole fuckin lot
And I never thought I'd say these things
That I thought
You're a menace
To society
You take what you want
Not everything is free
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4. |
Cheap Beer
02:11
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Me and my friends in a hundred dollar volvo
Busting down the street while cruising cruisin' down the road
Getting fucked up on the 101
Shootin' our guns and having fun
Fourty beers later and a line of speed
Eight ball of blow and a half pound of weed
Heading down the track to Mexico
Fucked on beer and staying gold.
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
As I was saying all that shit like that Vietnam shit
Beer's always better with a bag around it
Dan's in the back puking on my seat
But he was drinking cheap beer, so it's ok by me
Supposed to be in Santa Monica at 8 a.m
Fuck the clock and drink red again
Twenty three years I've been drinking cheap beer
Sixty one more, but from a liquor store
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
I drink cheap beer, so what, fuck you
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5. |
Smoking Gun
03:15
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Strange the way it feels to walk away
To slam the door without a sound
You always boasted of your will to pray
You lost your god when mine was found
There once was a time you looked at me
And said you’d never say goodbye
They say the hardest part of letting go
Is learning not to meet your eyes
You darken my door with a smile and a kiss
Now I’m holding a smoking gun
You had time to choose the one you’d miss
But I’m not the only one
You know that other men have come this way
They’ve watched the smile slide off your face
The only comfort I’ll give you today
Is a cold and dark embrace
You darken my door with a smile and a kiss
Now I’m holding a smoking gun
You had time to choose the one you’d miss
But I’m not the only one
You said I’ve changed and that I’m not the same
But you know that’s not the truth
I’m not your mother's mugshot tabloid game
I’m not some thief that stole your youth
You darken my door with a smile and a kiss
Now I’m holding a smoking gun
You had time to choose the one you’d miss
But I’m not the only one
You darken my door with a smile and a kiss
Now I’m holding a smoking gun
You had time to choose the one you’d miss
But bitch I’m not the only one
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6. |
The Nerd Anthem
01:48
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Don't hold me back as I internalize my hate
Take a quick step back when I open up the eighth gate
I warned you once now I'll call all my homies
And I'll trap you up with infinite tsukuyomi
I pound you once in the face and twice in the back
Like watching lee vs gaara on a sage path racetrack
I dreamed of crumbled up unrealized memes
And I cast them to the gods with a great light beam
We’re fucking nerds (you think we’re cool?)
Thats just obsurd (do we get girls?)
What the hell’s that word? (We’re not cool?)
We’re Fucking Nerds
Hyper theme of street fighter three where king and devil jin
Dont stand a chance against
Ryu ken and killer bee
Ill smash your ass like im a supersized klingon
Or ill smash your ass in with a massive rasengan
Just when youre done finished and im through
Ill muster up my chakra for a shadow clone jutsu
Bust your ass into a huge fucking tree
Crash our souls in half and snap back with izanagi
We’re fucking nerds (you think we’re cool?)
Thats just obsurd (do we get girls?)
What the hell’s that word? (We’re not cool?)
We’re Fucking Nerds
We’re fucking nerds (you think we’re cool?)
Thats just obsurd (do we get girls?)
What the hell’s that word? (We’re not cool?)
We’re Fucking Nerds
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