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talk
03:00
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I hear you, walkin into my life
And I see that, you livin under the knife
You gotta let me know, aint gotta tell me so
Don’t wanna talk about it, anymore
I feel you breaking the door
And I fear that I won’t take anymore
You gotta let me know, aint gotta tell me so
Don’t wanna talk about it, anymore
You gotta let me know
Don’t gotta tell me so
Don’t wanna talk about it, anymore
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2. |
vacation
02:42
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Why’s it so obvious now
The chicken sandwich or the cheap hotel
Six days no laundromat, got the humidity down my back
Walk it off to the corner store
Give three bucks to the mother of four
Comin up short on my cigarettes
The shopkeep says hey asshole
This ain’t no vacation get away
You gotta pay
Car stuck in a traffic jam
Stalls out it wont start again
Off the road you ask for a hand
The big guy says hey asshole
This aint no charity
Tow off of my street
You gotta move
Then it happens again
Enough of this big truck small dick
society we’re livin
Don’t piss down my back and tell me
its right as rain, believe it
this ain’t no vacation
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3. |
proud one
02:44
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When you out there, out on your own
And you’ve got no place to go
Will you remember
Every lie, every shout, every word
Comin straight outta you
Will you remember
When you loved, when you lived
When you weren’t such a fuckin douche
Now you a proud one
Sadly, I regret to inform you
There seems to be a problem with your identity
You are not the man you claim to be
How will all remember you
Gather round now tell the truth
He was a loud one
Spittin hate, lashing out, agitate
From behind the scenes
A real asshole
From the back of his armchair, two computer screens
Now he a proud one
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4. |
politely
03:00
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30 seconds now explain your position
He’s gonna lock em all up, repeat, recidivism
White collar blue collar, how much you got
Gotta buy your way out from the bottom to the top
But you cant and though you wanna
It’s a sin to think you gonna
We out here, politely
Grim reapers, terrorizing
This valley, that high road
Come find out when you ready to talk
Burnin up, got the fever, on edge
Mouth full of blood, bitin tongue, etiquette
Rhetoric what a strange device
Not in tune with your own advice
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5. |
boxes
02:41
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Come all ye haters, manipulator
From the sky raining down, all your love
I am here for you
Come all ye players, chief operator
Bring me in from the cold, wrap me up
I am here to serve
Catch me out in the street, just know...
Come all ye majors, pontificator
From the heights of the ivory tower
Bring me up to speed on what you know
For all ye soldiers, do as they told ya
Wave your flags, march in line, carry on
Who will follow who
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6. |
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Everyday baby when the sun goes down
I get with my friends and I begin to clown
And I don’t care what the people are thinkin
Cause I ain’t drunk, I’m just drinkin
Set em up another round
One more round won’t get me down
Come home last night all full in my gut
Baby in a fuss I said honey hush
I don’t care what the people are thinkin
Cause I ain’t drunk, I’m just drinkin
No more doggin don’t try to spoil my fun
I’ll have a little drink when the work day’s done
And I don’t care what the people are thinkin
Cause I ain’t drunk, I’m just drinkin
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7. |
the dream
02:58
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Two car garage, white picket fence
Mortgage paid, don’t owe a cent
In perfect health, family too
Inherit wealth, how about you
Then I stop to think
Boy, if I’m asleep
Won’t someone please shake me
This American dream
Been sold to me
Tell me what it means
Can’t afford these things
Minimum wage, student debt
Hospital bills, late on rent
Skippin vacation, workin overtime
Aint got no pension, gonna bleed me dry
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8. |
enough
03:44
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Paranoid is an understatement
Pullin the shades, dimmin the lights
Stay up all night
Politic go on and complicate it
Where’s our dignity, our humanity
Sell it off
Break those records while you can
Step it up, what it takes to get ahead
Have you had enough
Cooped up, aint no way to shake it
Takin a chance, rollin the dice
What’s wrong aint right
Politic go on and complicate it
Where’s our empathy, our humanity
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empty suits Boise, Idaho
van nielsen - guitar & vox
zack maier - drums
billie nimbuson - bass & vox
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