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Death Card
01:35
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Just pulled
The death card
My check out’s
Come due
My chrome tab
I finally removed
My dog smells
Of something that I cannot trace
At least I can still smell
A blessing I’ll embrace
Cuz when you just went up
And pulled the death card
I expect no delays
My model looks real sound
And yeah I'm proud
But if not today
Someday the wheels
Will come off and roll away
But that’s ok
That’s ok
That’s ok
I say
Over and over
until I’m trained
To think without thinking
No thinking at all
Just here and then gone
Like dust on your shelf
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2. |
Home Haircuts
01:56
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You’re in the bathroom mirror
I see you on my way there
Sweaty from decisions,
Chopping on your hair
Chop, hop hop
I was on my way,
but when I see you there
I have to stop
Now I pretend to know
Pretend to drive the car
Pretend that in those moments
When you’re showing who you are
I’m out on the copter wing
Reaching down to reel you in
Little fisherman, raggy boat
Let's go home
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3. |
God in Drag
01:57
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My god appears in drag
As an EKG print out
My god appears in drag
As the dog demands patience
My god appears in drag
As an insult I just remembered
As a conversation I avoided
Man, I didn't expect that
My god appears in drag
As a cord that won’t stay plugged in
My god appears in drag
As a stupid thing I did once
My god appears in drag
As the ringing in my ears
As the money I’m collecting
Look who just walked in
Hey, how am I doing?
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4. |
2 Americas
01:11
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Mom saw it on the tv
Callin up to see if I’m ok
Yeah its just another day
it’s just another day to mark down
In the drawn out
history, history
of a symbol
slowly flailing flailing
failing, failing,
gone, gone
Pretty good chance
It’s gonna get worse
But I'd like to think,
maybe it won’t?
Like all good symbols cast out
It’s burned beyond recognition,
Beyond reasonable doubt
Because when some asshole
calls you the asshole
That mean’s that you're the asshole now
Pretty good chance
It’s gonna get worse
But I like to think,
maybe it won’t?
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5. |
Jake's Album
01:55
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Jake’s off all next week
Jake’s gonna make an album
Jake’s got some coffee to drink
Jake’s gonna make an album
Jake’s all hyped up right now
Jake’s gonna make an album
Could be a double album!
Jake’s gonna make an album
Jake’s got a drummer for roommate
Jae’s got a bassist for a friend
They're gonna be jamming over breakfast
What could be better?
Jake’s gonna make an album
And I’m gonna play it all the time
Jake’s gonna make an album
Then I'll forget about it for a few years
Jake’s gonna make an album
That in a few years after that I’ll rediscover
Hey, this is really good
That album that Jake made
is the kind of time travel I need
I’m 53, I'm hugging the liner notes
Jazmine finds my glasses for me
The album that Jake made was pretty great!
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6. |
The Color Green
01:28
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I turn the color green
Mix up what I seen
With far fetched beliefs
I turn the color green
Choking on a petty take
Reaching for a synonym
Feeling ill, feeling ill
Reaching for the color fill
Anything but
Green
I need a lighter tilt
Green
I'm a big green oil spill
I try to run away
but I come out the other side
Of the screen like Mario
in the bonus round
of my dreams at night
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7. |
Lost Year
01:34
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In the lost year
You made a list of what you wanna do
When this whole thing was over
And when it wasn’t over you:
Cursed the world
Pulled the sheet
You said it was just a lost year
To hell with it, nothing good to do.
In the lost year
I made bets on what I’d do
With cleared calendar
There’s time to dedicate
With nothing in the way
In the lost year I learned not to wait
To hell with it, I’ll go with it,
what else is there to do?
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8. |
D-SQ-A
02:19
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Woke up feeling good today
Gonna get shit down
Showered, paid my phone bill
And left to grab lunch
Sunny day,
Kind of warm
I look down there’s no time to react
Deranged squirrel attack, woa!
What the fuck is up with that?
This squirrel wanna fuck you up
That's fucked up shit
People scatter, no one’s helping
What could they really do?
This fucker’s latched on,
This fucker’s glued!
I hammer down, I smash it’s spine
Nothing seems to affect this guy
Then after awhile he jumps off,
Why?
Deranged squirrel attack, woa!
What the fuck is up with that?
This squirrel wanna fuck you up
That's fucked up shit
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9. |
Work
01:09
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When you’re doing the work
The work is hard
It hurts in your back
It hurts in your arms
You can fry on egg
Right on your brain
You can shine a light
Right in the lens, something changes
When you’re doing the work
The work is hard, the work is hard
It pinches a nerve
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10. |
Dad's Retirement
01:40
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Call my accountant
File my taxes
Call my mechanic
Have them screw on the plastic
Call my doctor
No don’t call my doctor
Call my employer
Inoculate me
by the highest order
Scrambled eggs
A tension in my legs
Unsettled karmic dread
Spinning wheel warps the steel
Try to heal, fail to heel
I know I got up on the ledge somehow
But how do I get down?
I put on Ram
I march around
I lift the heavy things
And balance on
Alternating hands and knees
Tuning in to channel three
In the center of my head
Appears a blue vapor web
The pharaoh lifts an eye lid
Then the bell rings
And the kids stream in
Ready to learn the trade
Getting older on the day
(God bless!)
Time moves slowly
Like the clock on Dad’s retirement
So slowly, so slowly winding down
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