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Freak Show
02:10
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go grammy winners and kill yourselves
it's just a piece of solid gold wrapped in your shit
give the money to the price gouge charity
drink a couple beers and OD on Sunny D
I don't care
I know your life ain't fair
you got a lot on your plate
like jewels and someone else's pretty face
spin you records take a tour defecate on the floor
get in jail make the bail fans are waiting for more
mountain dew fuck you becomes the media's whore
new years eve make believe that life has meaning
I don't care
the ground is so far down there
why don't you just jump
and throw the money like you did when you were drunk
so when you ask me when I'm out there on the front lines
did you ever slow down and buy some time
I'll close the door of this '98 Chevrolet
and say you're crazy, I've been here all day
I don't care
the ground is so far down there
why don't you just jump
and throw the money like you did when you were drunk
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2. |
Makeout Blues
02:59
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I'm so tired and I'm so dumb
all the other women having fun
but this girl is having none
but why won't she let me into her sun
I live so close to your home, you don't want me to wake up sleepwalking in your town
everybody think they'll meet their mate
but she walked by and its too late
I saw her coming I clenched my fist
do you dream girl still exist?
I live so close to your home, you don't want me to wake up sleepwalking in your town, sleepwalking in her town, sleepwalking in her town
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3. |
(Small Town)
03:11
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4. |
Here Comes Everybody
02:59
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(i made up the chords and melody on the spot)
Rollin out of Concord late in the day
packed like sardines in a straight white van everybody quiet like a goddamn funeral band, looking at their phones and not at the roses
lord knows have i ever chosen to go to church on a Sunday morning
teenage Jesus freak blues on the table read like a book missing its staple
he makes thunder noises when he's irate
hitting all the bodies on the southern state
here comes everybody albeit late
don't let me die in Worcester state
I might digress microaggression if it weren't for the Mets in '86
feet are cold and turning numb and the thought of calling out seems pretty dumb
here comes everybody with a surprise he never would expect it if they watched him die
but he never wished it
he makes thunder noises when he's irate
hitting all the bodies on the southern state
here comes everybody albeit late
don't let me die in Worcester state
he makes thunder noises when he's in hate
running over people on the parkway
here comes everybody albeit late
don't let me die in Worcester state
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5. |
Nobody Hurts
03:07
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when I heard it was a shock to my eyes
she had gotten there quick
never really spoke cuz every time I think I'd choke
I was with her in my dreams
but she don't care
when i got back i laid on my bed and
looked at the ceiling in disgust
then i realized that times could change for good
and i hope that if they could
but she don't care
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6. |
Washer
02:19
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the washing machine is on fire burning like a funeral pyre
for a boy that's 10 years old high on coke and methadone
the greenskeeper smokes 3 a day, he remembers when fags (cigarettes) weren't "gay"
I'll sit down next to him I don't want to talk about it
nobody really knows where the other highway goes
nobody really cares if there are stairs
overall nothing happens, it goes far away to Athens
and it doesn't really matter cuz I'm sucking gray matter
the washing machine is on fire burning like a funeral pyre
for a boy that's 10 years old went to the park to sell his soul
dad smokes 3 packs a day he remembers when people were ok
nothing makes sense to you cuz nobody likes you
there's a highway that goes around up and down the golf course
there's a man on the course with singing souls for everyone
the birds come to nest in the trees, they want to follow out with the bees
no one really notices
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7. |
See You Later
03:32
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got me on my back
save the mean looks give them back
oh the garbage man collecting all my bad days
when we're alone we want to leave even if we're already home
stare at the wall
even if you're sick and tired
stare at the window
even if its goodbye see you later
I like to observe, and rather keep my hands clean
so fucking bored something spice up my dull life
too hard to crack this town got me so empty
where am I going, future filled with no bright light
stare at the wall
even if you're sick and tired
stare at the window
even if its goodbye see you later
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Vineyard Veins
02:50
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rally around the social justice cause
i am perfect its societies flaw
who would you choose to send to hell
take this pill it'll make you well
vineyard veins choking me out
maybe i love it here don't need to get out
hey its just a conversation
she'll look once and take off on vacation
on the surface beg to be seen
but everyone you know dies in their dreams
kids tell Santa about a deathwish for Christmas
what you do at home is nobodies business
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Don't Push Me Around
01:46
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every nice girl got a problematic man
you came down walking like Jesus' second man
your eyes were dead inside i find you,
dead on the ground with the last tweet read aloud
push me around don't
raze up your town don't
push me around don't
raise up your mouth
after night after day
better get it good better get it how you hate
to get money get money get money after all fucking day
after all fucking day after all fucking day
did you cut off all your dreams, throw em in the can
gimme some peace don't you
push me around don't
raze up your town don't
push me around don't
raise up your mouth
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10. |
Chrome Country
02:40
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find a way to move into the country
when i find the rest of the old ways
wanting more but not able to say
never mind the secrets of all the other places i could go
doesn't even matter what you know about all the other places you'll never go
sometimes i wish everything was back to the way it was
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11. |
Hey Ryan
03:56
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sometimes i watch the falling rain
you're probably watching it too
sometimes my head begins to complain
but yours is fighting a war you can't explain
and if i see you im gonna say
hey ryan don't you die while you're gone
there's always better things going on
im sorry you felt that nobody liked you
that silence and coffee were all you could turn to
maybe its better off this way
when you were happy it always showed
it was something that i thought you would never know
alienated by those that passed you by
and you were never really home
and if i see you im gonna say
hey ryan don't you die while you're gone
there's always better things going on
im sorry you felt that nobody liked you
that silence and coffee were all you could turn to
maybe its better off this way
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12. |
Whiskeyclone
06:31
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oh you're in the ground
do you wonder how it feels with people
up here the sky is blue
i wonder what it looks like to you
now i get the years mixed up
cant recall the last thing i made up
just wanna know how you've been
the spring leaves are rising again
now we're old and gray
high school has gone its way
parents live in a different town
im too busy to go on down
shook hands on the last day
knowing that each other fades away
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The New Pollution New York, New York
A band from New York/Worcester. The New Pollution seeks to combine groove, punk, psychedelic music, pop, and atmospheric sounds. Radio must remain free.
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