1. |
Ignorance
02:04
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When I was a little young boy
I always wanted to be in control
But I've learned through life
It's not exactly the right way
Cause life always seems to blindside me
I guess that's how it'll always be
Who was I before all this
I don't remember
The boy drowned in ignorance
How to live with broken heart
How to stand without falling apart
Independence, IQ ascendance
Once I couldn't comprehend this
But if I could I'd give it all back
Trade my brain in for an ass crack
Who was I before all this
I don't remember
The boy drowned in ignorance
The greatest part of tragedy
Is the gifts it's given me
But fuck it all I miss the meek
How can I ever know inner peace
When this life takes it all away
and I'm singing everyday
Why do I exist?
Never asked for this
Give me ignorance
Just give me ignorance
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2. |
Tiburon
03:34
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I was born the other day
My eyes won't even open
But I can hear it far away
A whole world to explore
I will crawl as far as I can
With my limited motion
Eyes are open, legs are growing
I want to learn more
I will jump as high as I can
To get a new perspective
What is that and who are you?
Why is it I am here?
I can see as far as I please
Learning's retrospective
Doesn't matter when I'm looking
Ignorant to fear
Not really sure where the message is at
I'm not even sure these thoughts are my own
Looking at life through the eyes of a cat
A little feline I call Tiburon
I wanna see, I wanna eat
what this world has to offer
The point of life so plain to see
Curiosity
Running for the pure enjoyment
With mice I can't be bothered
Why do I do the things I do
Maybe reasoning
Jump from windows, scratch the couch
It's one or the other
Why do I do the things I do
Pure simplicity
Not really sure where the message is at
Not even sure these thoughts are my own
When I'm looking at life through the eyes of a cat
A little feline I call Tiburon
In the air a smell of dread
Where is my story headed
A sight for me if you could see
Would cut you at the core
Master's hanging, think he's dead
He's starting to smell wretched
How could it be, why is it he
To you this I implore
Feeling lonely can't get fed
Why must I be neglected
Heart is broken, feeling frigid
Innocent no more
Not really sure where the message is at
I'm not even sure these thoughts are my own
and I'm looking at life through the eyes of my cat
A little feline we call Tiburon
MEOW...
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3. |
Liquid Brilliance
04:13
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I got something to tell you
and it's always on my mind
You're drifting off to space
and we're running low on time
I need you to know what inspires this song
I'm telling you this and it won't take long
Your smile's what I see
When I close my eyes
You said there is no other way
But I'll convince you otherwise
I'm Obviously living in what was the past
It's stuck to my head like the res to the ash
You say it's not a failure but I disagree
Your feelings are dead and I can't be free
Your smile's what I see
When I close my eyes
You said there is no other way
But I'll convince you otherwise
Self-destruction makes the storm subside
I can't feel my face but I still know it cries
You're just an acid flashback after that day
I never told you this before I just wish you'd go the fuck away
Your smile's what I see
When I close my eyes
You said there is no other way
And like a fool I thought otherwise
Of all the words of mice and men
I don't give a damn for one of them
I've done my crime and shot myself
I'm deprived of sleep and it effects my health
I fooled you once yeah shame on me
But I'm not the piece of shit I used to be
Now you're leaving with your uke in tow
That's okay cause I've let you know
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4. |
Triple Forte
02:10
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Ah, Wario
Do it you magnificent stereotypical bastard
The treacherous evil-doers that reside on my fingers
I do what I can but never come out the winner
The things I do to stop them are never enough
But now I fight em off cause I play punk
The blisters on my fingers
Have never gone away
They're always there
When I want to play my bass
Charlotte's fine but I can't find
The will to go on
Force field fingers slice the demon soul
Ever since I found the bass man I've been whole
I tried to warn them of the shock and awe
The demon got fucked up and now we don't brawl
Cause the blisters on my fingers
Have never gone away
They're always there
When I want to play my bass
Charlotte's fine but I can't find
The will to go on
But now
The time for their demise has come
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He'll make you fear your own shadow
Make you feel pretty rad though
Can't deny it what I do
It's the feeling inside you
From Smog the High and the Mighty
The avatar of stupidity
The harbinger of lethargy
He's the spirit of summer
His will shan't be sundered
He's mastered my spirit
I still can't believe it
He's Smog the High and the Mighty
Hope he never sets me free
Fire walk inside of me
You awake to find you have no control
In possesion of your soul
Motivation is swallowed
Your talents will follow
I'm Smog the High and the Mighty
I'll fill you up with you THC
Master of anxiety
I've awoken and I'm 30
Not at all what I could be
My dreams were neglected
My brains been effected
By Smog the High and the Mighty
Mender of those sad to be
Incinerating my beliefs
Smog the High and the Mighty
He's taken everyone from me
How I wish to be set free
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6. |
The Rabble Song
01:02
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Rabble...
All you is fucking babble
All I do is fucking rabble
Rabble...
All you is fucking babble
All I do is fucking rabble
Fat fucks, losers, junkie faggots
Listen close you'll hear my message
Sounds like rabblin' to your ear
But mother fucker we'll make it clear
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7. |
The Prodigal Son
01:34
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Come and listen to my story
In a time of people warring
A bloody clan with vicious ways
And the son that they betrayed
The scars are there but I don't care
The evidence of your betrayal
The story's old, the dish is cold
but you're gonna eat it whole
I returned you had the nerve
to refer to me as prodigal
Hear me now, Stalin and Mao
I'm gonna put an end to your reign
Became a hero to them all
Until the plan to make him fall
Lies and slander, only claims
Swears he'll have his vengeance someday
The scars are there but I don't care
The evidence of your betrayal
The story's old, the dish is cold
but you're gonna eat it whole
I returned you had the nerve
to refer to me as prodigal
Hear me now, Stalin and Mao
I'm gonna put an end to your reign
(I would like the GM's to give me the pink slip for your fucking ass
because obviously I have owned it for fucking weeks now.
You have so much pent up rage.)
Now he steps out from the trees (The Prodigal Son)
Puts his father on his knees (The Prodigal Son)
Let's him breathe his final words (The Prodigal Son)
Sorry, son. The lesson's learned (The Prodigal Son)
(I'm only hoping that you play Alliance.
If that were the case, man, I'm one step closer to Heaven.
If you play Horde, ah, so many fucking Horde angels are crying right now.
But you are man, you are that just untapped raw rage.)
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8. |
Failure
01:04
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You've been blinded by the brown
You're afloat on your cloud
You abandon your offspring
Do you even feel a thing
Oh the man who sleeps alone
He snorts his shit all on his own
On second thought I'll let it be
He's got no will to be free
Every time it's all the same
You're just a slave to your brain
I for one think you're better off dead
Oh the man who sleeps alone
He snorts his shit all on his own
On second thought I'll let it be
He's got no will to be free
The black sheep
No retreat
Laugh at your decay
Ha ha ha your dismay
Fuck the man who sleeps alone
He snorts his shit all on his own
On second thought I'll let it be
He's got no will to be free
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I know a man they call him Bill
Once the man on capitol hill
President when I was born
Call him the "Right-wing Scorn"
They tell me he was impeached
Ah, well ain't that a peach
They're just mad he don't need a pill
There's just one thing I ask of Bill
He's known across the land
From Kentucky to Japan
Saxophone skills in demand
Bill Clinton please join my Ska band
From Arkansas to New York
It's "Operation: Two-Tone Storm"
If HIllary lets him out
Clinton's gonna rock the house
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10. |
You Know We Got Sole
03:20
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Listen up, I'll let you in
To the ballad of the stranded operative
Look around and take it in
Holy fuck where do I begin
Everyone around me fucking sheep
Bitching when there's food to eat
I know the song is hypocritical
But relax my man because you know we got sole
So drop that hit and smoke that shit
Cause life ain't bad when it looks like this
Keep your eyes clear, be devoid of fear
Cause there's nothing wrong with the now and here
Sip your bottle and forget to think
Cause what's the point of seeing with eyes full of ink
Forget yourself before you grow old
Cause nothing really matters with a head full of sole
With my skin I should not complain
But still things I can't obtain
I'd like to work the 9 to 5
But still I can't apologize
What the fuck I'd like to eat
In a world of dogs I'm only meat
I can't survive, what am I to do
Oh woe, the red, white and blue
So drop that hit and smoke that shit
Cause life ain't bad when it looks like this
Keep your eyes clear, be devoid of fear
Cause there's nothing wrong with the now and here
Sip your bottle and forget to think
Cause what's the point of seeing with eyes full of ink
Forget yourself before you grow old
Cause what's the point of living with feet full of sole
The way it is, why not give up
Reality will fuck you up
But to live I feel obliged
Because I'm better off than the other side
Across the world it's misery
For some all they ever see
Conflict that never ends
Look around here we go again
So drop that hit and smoke that shit
Because life ain't bad when it looks like this
Keep your eyes clear, be devoid of fear
Because there's nothing wrong with the now and here
Sip your bottle and forget to think
Because what's the point of seeing with eyes full of ink
Forget yourself before you grow old
Cause what's the point of living with feet full of sole
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11. |
A Standard of Reality
04:53
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What is happening around me
No one says what they really mean
Dancing around what they call mean
To me it's just a bit obscene
And it's not about how I feel
It's just a P.C. fatality
To me what is the most surreal
Is voiding the reality
And I'm still living at home
Can't find myself all alone
But I want independence
Improvement to my circumstance
But I'm living for now and I'm living for you
It's all for the struggle of staying true
It's a standard for me, but not you
And I wish you could see it through my eyes
I watch you all believe your lies
Open your eyes to the disguise
Those aren't your friends they're just allies
You're standing out just to stand in
Fighting a hateful, dying man
Playing the victim once again
But convince yourself that it's not a trend
And I'm still living at home
Can't find myself all alone
But I want independence
Improvement to my circumstance
And I'm climbing and climbing to reach the top
Fuck you if I make it or not
It's a standard for me, but not you
You take yourselves so seriously
But can't take a little comedy
And I was cool with conformity
But most of you seem the same to me
And my reflection in the door
Isn't taking shit no more
And I'm not blind to the world around me
Because I have the perception of three
And I'm still living at home
Can't find myself all alone
But I want independence
Improvement to my circumstance
But I'm living for now and I'm living for you
And I wish that you could see it too
It's a standard for me, but not you
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12. |
Hittin' the Bottle
02:35
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I got my friend and he's got some problems
Got a different way of trying to solve them
Admiral Nelson every night
But god damn he feels alright
It's the lifestyle of decay
But it's not the only way
If you choose to make the choice
Let the bottle be your voice
Know some folks who are growing old
Still grab the case of Extra Gold
Vodka, Wine, Dos Equis too
And they work hard just like you
It's the lifestyle of decay
But it's not the only way
If you choose to make the choice
Let the bottle be your voice
Despite my past I love to drink
Drink enough to chuke in the sink
Drink enough to love the floor
Off to the store to get some more
It's the lifestyle of decay
But it's not the only way
If you choose to make the choice
Let the bottle be your voice
How to live in a world so wrong
When the days feel extra long
When the soul is there but the will is gone
When you wanna feel like King Kong
When your outlook is only bleak
When you not know how to speak
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Stare at me with eyes so wide
They sing a song that could make me die
Don't make a difference anyway
If next to you, I can lay
And what's so wrong about feeling right
Even if for just one night
You make the war inside go away
Won't you quiet down and let me say
I wanna feel your presence all my life
I want to hold your face in the moonlight
I want you to be all I ever sought
I want you to make me something
That I can hardly ever be
Save me from I, myself and me
And if my head is to make it all for naught
I want you to make me something I'm not
We both know time isn't long
That's why there is this bullshit song
You could call it my appeal
Once last chance to keep it real
For when we someday drift apart (drift apart)
Your dreams can live on in my art (In my heart)
I wanna feel your presence all my life
I want to hold your face in the moonlight
I want you to be all I ever sought
I want you to make me something
That I can hardly ever be
Save me from I, myself and me
And if my head is to make it all for naught
I want you to make me something I'm
Not gonna feel this sorrow anymore
I'll make you sure what our time is for
And the bitter irony
Is that you're only seventeen
I'm not gonna feel this sorrow anymore
I'll make you sure what our time is for
And the bitter irony
Is that you're only seventeen
There's no excuse for the things that I've done
It's my fault, but I'm young
And I will make amends
because I never want this thing to end
There's no excuse for the things that I've done
It's my fault, but we're young
And I will make amends
Because I never want this thing to fucking end
There's no excuse for the things that I've done
It's my fault, but we're young
And I will make amends
Because I never want this thing to fucking end
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