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If I grew wings and flew above your head,
You would not recognize me: I'm of Armenian descent.
'Cause even with my slightest attempts,
You're still of magnitude to me.
Like layers of strata resting on top of me.
'Cause I'm praying to my adhesive ceiling,
Where all my prayers stick.
I hope I can revive our love with dead metaphors.
'Cause you're so clever, oh so clever.
You're so clever, oh so clever.
You're so clever, oh so clever.
You're so clever, oh so clever.
'Cause everybody's clever nowadays.
(You're so clever, oh so clever.)
Desert driving in a haze.
(You're so clever, oh so clever.)
Triggered in their fucking safe space.
(You're so clever, oh so clever.)
Greek tragedy status update.
(You're so clever, oh so clever.)
Unconcerned with matters of state,
'Cause nothing's private anyway.
Before your panel I just came.
Before your children I just came.
I just came, I just came.
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Hip for Jesus
02:44
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You could be so cool, could be so hip,
So popular if only you'd represent.
You could be whoever you wanted,
Have whatever you wanted.
Do whatever you wanted, you're better than them.
Get away with everything, you're better than them.
Get away with murder, get away with rape.
Get away with it all, 'cause I think you're great.
'Cause we know that he's...
Hip for Jesus, yes I know.
And it's getting very old.
Hip for Jesus, yes I see.
'Cause you're so much better than me.
Trouble, it's okay, 'cause you're righteous anyway.
Disclaimer before you speak, it's alright with me.
Don't worry about it all, Jesus loves us all.
Don't let them judge you, that's my job.
But I'm too busy updating my image.
So you'll have to do it for me.
Hip for Jesus, yes I know.
And it's getting very old.
Hip for Jesus, yes I see.
'Cause you're so much better than me.
Jesus loves me, yes I know.
And it's getting very old.
Treat the heathens how you see fit.
It's okay as long as you believe in it.
Hip for Jesus, yes I know.
And it's getting very old.
Hip for Jesus, yes I see.
'Cause you're so much better than me.
Jesus loves me, yes I know.
And it's getting very old.
Treat the heathens how you see fit.
It's okay as long as you believe in it.
Jesus returns in:
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five
Six.
Seven.
Eight.
Nine...
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Co-Author
03:33
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Beautifully bound.
Beautifully bestowed.
Unabridged upon raw feet.
Undermined by boiling fear.
Awkward but so understandably human.
But grateful in your continuous gift.
All is summarized and all ends here.
Dense in the stanzas but all too clear:
I love you, I love you.
So I say induced and influenced:
We'll unlock it all in the comfort of our own home.
Eager and sparsely dressed, help me find merit in this mess.
Time and death aligned, let the others cut in line.
All is summarized and all ends here.
Dense in the stanzas but all too clear:
I love you, I love you.
All is summarized and all ends here.
Dense in the stanzas but all too clear:
I love you, I love you.
Beautifully bound.
Beautifully bestowed.
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Cute and Conforming
04:37
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I'm living my father's dream.
I'm hanging out in parking lots.
Forever part of the team,
Equipped with "scholarshit".
Small town integrity,
A pillar of the community.
A "parent's gone away" party,
Demonstrative masculinity.
Passed out and sleeping,
Cute and conforming.
Female and accusing,
Cute and conforming.
Social networking, the other girls agree:
"#AskingForIt"
My town's all there for me.
But all the girls here, they all dress the same.
Which one next should I "cattle prod" (brand) with my name?
Passed out and sleeping,
Cute and conforming.
Void of volition,
She's out of the fucking kitchen.
Passed out and sleeping,
Cute and conforming.
Void of volition,
Out of the kitchen .
Passed out and sleeping,
Cute and conforming.
I can't find the treasure.
I'm so afraid of female pleasure.
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Saturday Susan Scarface
05:15
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I lie and say I'm okay,
Because you make me feel worse when I'm not.
You lie and say it'll get better,
Because you don't know what else to do.
She tries to cope with all the inevitable letdowns,
And false hope.
She thinks she's being supportive.
Not quite abusive, evasive and elusive.
I try to be productive but it's all do destructive.
Trying to make it look like everything's just going fine.
I try so hard to speak.
You look at me like I'm so weak.
I can't take this anymore.
These problems you can no longer ignore.
I try so hard to speak.
You look at me like I'm so weak.
I can't take this anymore.
These problems you can no longer ignore.
I lie and say I'm okay,
Because you make me feel worse when I'm not.
I try to be productive but it's all do destructive.
Trying to make it look like everything's just going fine.
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6. |
Cosmic Cleaning
02:46
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And so I sit alone,
Looking for a change of pace.
Embracing the thought of life in outer space,
In any case.
Man comes on the TV,
Tries to sell my something he calls "Cosmic Cleaning"
For just $19.95 you can wash away your sins.
Act right now, don't delay!
Save your whole damn family today!
For just $19.95 you can wash away your sins.
Call the number on the screen,
You'll be saved in 30 minutes or less.
(Cosmic!)
But wait...
(Cleaning!).
Act now and we'll send you...
(Cosmic!)
Double...
(Cleaning!)
Save a loved one of your choice!
For just $19.95 you can wash away your sins.
Act right now, don't delay.
Save your whole damn family today.
For just $19.95 you can wash away your sins.
Call the number on the screen,
You'll be saved in 30 minutes or less.
Find salvation for yourself in the comfort of your own home.
Find salvation for yourself in the comfort of your own home.
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The Socialist Shuffle
05:30
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Socialist Shuffle, got my eye on you.
Chastise me like it's nothing new.
What do you expect?
Well, what should we do?
It's all a matter of "who knows who".
Socialist Shuffle, taking things too far.
You're a decorated queen driving a fancy new car.
Borrowing opinions from a talk radio star.
Engorging yourself on political satire.
Socialist Shuffle, guess it's nothing new.
The pigs in the street will beat you black and blue.
New York, Cleveland and Ferguson too.
Socialist Shuffle and you're delirious.
Everything you hear is quite ridiculous.
Lies, lies, lies and more lies seem to ravage through.
Pardon me sir, but I think this nation's a bit too savage.
Socialist Shuffle, a lie that always seems to trend.
Take a step back 'cause I have no hand to lend.
Your kind of logic is a bit too surreal.
Maybe one day you'll open your eyes and see what's real.
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8. |
Io, Caligola
05:40
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I've got a network, I've got friends like yours.
I've got a lover, I've got sex like yours.
I've got a backbone, I've got support like you.
I've got modern life, I've got a veil like you.
And here's a hope for all:
Here's a kitten under heels.
And here's a hope for all:
Here's a pathogen you can kiss.
And here's a hope for all:
Here's a virgin in blood.
And here's a hope for all:
Caligula!
I've got a network, I've got friends like yours.
I've got a lover, I've got a fuck like yours.
I've got a backbone, I've got support like you.
I've got lavish talk, I've got cheap class like yours.
And here's a hope for all:
Here's a kitten under heels.
And here's a hope for all:
Here's a pathogen you can kiss.
And here's a hope for all:
Here's a virgin in blood.
And here's a hope for all:
Caligula!
"Come out Caligula, we know you're in there".
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9. |
Joe
07:23
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Joe,
Another anniversary ticking closer yet slow.
Joe, father of mine.
Jesse, son of mine.
Zachary, this body of mine.
Sad thing is we're all victims to time.
Joe,
Another mundane, another day without you.
This sad, simple, trite little song,
I wrote for you.
I wrote because I miss you.
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