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Bad Grandpa
03:20
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My Grandfather and I
Head to the woods to drink some rye
In the place that he feels closest to his wife.
My friends in the background;
Penance in the foreground.
Escape from that human pound
To windup blissful in this lost and found.
Keep your city.
I'm drunk round back the general store.
Save your pity
For your own back door.
Hosanna I'm coming home.
Feel the safety in the unknown.
Hosanna I'm coming home.
Do you feel safe?
Something inherently comforting
About keeping conduct so unbecoming
Confined to the place where I first discovered
My love for women with nose rings.
When I'm floating in that lake
Don't need by Jesus to be saved;
I feel more peace than they can sell you on Sunday.
Pass the bottle to my mates;
Feel the malice and the hate
Wash away with the crashing waves.
Keep your city.
I'm drunk round back the general store.
Save your pity
For your own back door.
Hosanna I'm coming home.
Feel the safety in the unknown.
Hosanna I'm coming home.
Feel the safety in the unknown.
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2. |
BJJ
04:14
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If we're all victors or victims of circumstance,
Hear the cries of those partial to romance;
They're all searching for purpose, for substance.
So I turn to my substance of choice.
She's the Rolls-Royce of waitresses here
In this sorrower's watering hole.
We don't have much but, god, do we have soul.
Made a martyr of my personality
So she'll come and she'll sit down
And try to convert me.
Her god sounds like an angry curmudgeon,
And the morning, it came and it bludgeoned.
So I thought I'd take stock of my assets,
But was startled by their sudden absence;
Not loyal to much but my habits.
But by god things have been worse;
Not hitching rides inside Her hearse;
A slight rattle in my change purse.
Still a cold pint on this cold winter's afternoon.
Let nihilism overtake malaise
And we'll howl wild at the moon.
My school appointed confident calls me an "existential student"
That might be the nicest thing in a while I've heard.
Cause when you're trying to see a point in thinking there's a point,
The alternative sounds so much fucking worse.
Oh Manitoba! Hold me close cause I've been feeling like a ghost.
I miss your particular brand of suffering.
Oh Northern coast! Let's raise a toast!
That place was gnawing at my throat.
I hope you'll hop aboard that train wreck again.
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3. |
Cream American
04:00
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Laura never worked at a diner.
Laura never cut my hair.
Laura's always making fun of me for drinking less-expensive beer.
I think she's got better grades but she loves my vernacular.
When her suspicion fades, her affection's spectacular.
I think she's got better grades but she loves my vernacular.
When her suspicion fades..
Laura's since quit painting and I think that that's a shame.
She used to buy me tickets to the gallery.
Laura's on my mind when I see graffiti in back lanes.
She always seemed to like the strangest parts of me.
Laura's skipping town she says she's going on a trip
To figure out the kind of woman that she is.
I forego the words in favour of another sip
To try forget the kind of woman that she is.
I think she's got better grades but she loves my vernacular.
When her suspicion fades, her affection's spectacular.
I think she's got better grades but she loves my vernacular.
Laura says that she needs help packing.
But Laura knows I've gotta study.
The next morning she's the smudge on my glasses.
Still, I'm not sure who can claim victory.
Laura didn't want one about her.
And Laura usually gets her way.
My friends don't think that she's worth the bother
But I'm trapped here on her balcony.
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4. |
Flander's Feels
03:40
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I could be in Minnesota by dark.
But you won't notice cause I work from my car,
Which I'll sell for a ticket to New Orleans.
Liquor and jazz will consume my savings.
It's warm out there so I'll stay outside.
Which will make me impossible for you to find.
Or I'll stay if you like.
I will wrestle my trajectory
Back from that which created me if I can.
Disrupt my alleged destiny unless
You can promise it'll make you sad.
I could sell books in rural Kentucky,
Or records in Halifax.
Bartend on a train if I'm lucky.
Or I can stay as long as you would ask.
I can be as far as I want;
I can be as quiet.
I could be almost anywhere by now
If you don't mind it.
I will wrestle my trajectory
Back from that which created me if I can.
Disrupt my alleged destiny unless
You can promise it'll make you sad.
I can take it
Or I can leave it.
I might need you,
But I sure as hell don't need this.
I will wrestle my trajectory
Back from that which created me if I can.
Disrupt my alleged destiny unless
You can promise it'll make you sad.
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5. |
New Handball
01:57
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Forever troubled by the ticking clock.
Try to make it quicken; Try to make it stop.
I can barely bear the present.
But I'm terrified by my impending exit.
Hope the punks still burn it down.
Hope they let me stick around.
I hope they let me throw a match or two.
I hope this is uncomfortable for you.
These people make me so terrified.
The morality that guides their lives:
Based on nothing but promises of paradise.
They're antonyms of genuine.
Hope the punks still burn it down.
Hope they let me stick around.
I hope they let me throw a match or two.
I hope this is uncomfortable for you.
You must have the greatest hometown.
Those tattoos make you stand out.
Really respect you, not your father's clout.
Hope the punks still burn it down.
Hope they let me stick around.
I hope they let me throw a match or two.
I hope this is uncomfortable for you.
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6. |
Sedgwick
04:43
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God's light shines bright on Northern Alberta today.
Me and Erin talk of how we miss the rain.
I wait outside until there's no sign of his car.
She has me run my fingers up and down her scars.
We talk for hours about how she missed her farm.
Pours me a drink and then she sleeps upon my arm.
It's awful quiet now.
No choice but to appeal to cliché,
But life's too short to part this way.
I may never come back here;
You may never be healthy anyway.
Your head on my shoulder by the tennis court.
You were crying so I took you to the candy store.
Those sleepless nights spent in your car.
Your leg against mine in that dive bar.
It's awful quiet now.
I hate the quiet now.
No choice but to appeal to cliché,
But life's too short to part this way.
I may never come back here. May I never come back here;
You may never be healthy anyway.
It was quiet before you,
But you talked over my flaws,
You laughed with my depravies,
You wept beneath my cross.
Your universe always adds up,
Now I'm a fraction of myself.
You call it timing or bad luck,
I call it awful quiet now.
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7. |
Shoeless and Clueless
02:30
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Flanked on both my right and left
By the nation's alleged brightest and best,
According to aptitude tests.
But I feel a duty to confess.
She has pills to help her through the Monday.
He's got ulcers from the stress.
And I'm just hoping that you won't notice
The smell of bourbon on my breath.
Hide him under a suit and tie.
We all know him so he'll be fine.
Nothing much to this exercise.
Spent the last year begging for table scraps,
Trying to prove that I'm alright.
But all that's changed since the time's passed
Is that I've lost my appetite.
Came into this world with little.
And I'll probably leave with less.
Cause even back then crying, naked, helpless, and brittle,
At least on some dignity I'd rest.
Hide him under a suit and tie.
We all know him so he'll be fine.
Nothing much to this exercise.
Bury him in a suit and tie.
We barely knew him so we'll be fine.
Nothing much to this exercise.
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