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Pain, oh pain
Such pain have I endured
I just got back from the hospital
And I’m uninsured
Do you do you do you
Want to want to makeout?
Do you do you do you
Want to want to makeout?
I hate living
Pain, oh pain
Gee whiz it’s unforgiving
Being as I am
A human stain
I hate this
I really do
Do you do you do you
Want to want to makeout?
We’ll ‘ooh’ and coo on cue
Drink glue then spew
Into each other's mouths
Do you do you do you
Want to want to makeout?
Don’t know about you
But I’m just cool
I’m not having a mental breakdown.
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Unheppy Sonk
00:44
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Numbers
03:25
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By the time we’d left the country
Nothing made any sense
Not to mention dollars
Anymore
You were living with us
You were sleeping in that tent
We were sleeping out
On the desert floor
Oh god what have we done now
One day I saw you hanging around
Outside of your tent
No one was around
I asked you where they had went
You said a couple of our friends
Had really blundered
You’d had to punish a few
‘Bout fifteen hundred
You said:
Plagues and fiery snakes
Those are the ways that I killed them
So if you want to reach the promised land now
You’ll have to count on their children
Oh god what have you done now
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4. |
Kerouac Beat
03:51
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Hey
You seem pretty hip
Get into my car
I wanna take you on a trip
I got friends across the country
They gave me a little tip
They could get us both jobs
Working on a ship
We could dig the cars
We could dig the chicks
We could dig the bars
We could have ourselves some kicks
We could dig the stains
That we spot on people’s shirts
We could dig the trains
We could even dig the dirt
So let’s hit the road already
Don’t tell me you’ve got business
You can’t afford to drop
Things won’t break when you drop ‘em
Cause you’re so far from the top
We could listen to the radio
All that wild bop
We could make it there in no time
If we don’t make any stops
We could dig the cars
We could dig the chicks
We could dig the bars
We could have ourselves some kicks
We could dig the stains
That we spot on people’s shirts
We could dig the trains
We could even dig the dirt
We could listen to the radio
Let’s hit the road already
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5. |
Not Dead Yet
01:55
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They threw dirt in my direction
(A grave mistake’s been made)
They put me in a box
(But it won’t be for good)
Now I’m just a has-been
(They’ll come to my aid, I know, I know)
I’ve hit the rocks
(Knock on wood)
*Clap clap*
Sheer forceful desperation
(So I’m gonna remain optimistic)
Sheer forceful desperation
(I know things can change if I’m persistent)
Sheer forceful desperation
(Help’s on the way, I’ll be assisted)
Sheer forcefulness
(I’m gonna remain)
Try to think of how to cope, although I can’t do a thing
(Resurrection men)
Wish I had a periscope or at least a bell to ring
(Will come looking for)
Oh it’s such a tired trope but my hands I shall not wring
(Dissection specimen, I know, I know)
For I cannot lose all hope. To what else would I cling?
(Tonight for sure)
Sheer forceful desperation
(So I’m gonna remain optimistic)
Sheer forceful desperation
(I know that they’re opportunistic)
Sheer forceful desperation
(And now to wait’s my only option isn’t it)
Sheer forcefulness
(So I’m gonna remain)
Ready? Solo
—
Solo over.
(Yeah)
(I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know)
Ah no ah no ah no ah no oh no oh no
(I know things can change)
I’m not remains
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