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My Boy Richie (Demo)
01:45
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Come now, don't be lazy.
Everybody better get in line.
Come join the emission grid babe,
Everybody better get in line.
Our mison:
Emission,
Commuter
Tradition.
And my boy Richie,
Gotta take the long road
from the suburbs to the city.
Gotta join the parade.
And my boy Richie,
Gotta take the long road
from tattered rags to riches.
Gotta make some money.
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2. |
Disorder (Demo)
02:21
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Missing the OC
All I've got's the D,
Looks like a beautiful day
to make a couple more awful mistakes.
Feelin' so lonely
Even with my homies.
It was a beautiful day
But the United States took it away.
Am I laughin' at your story?
Or am I just tellin' my own?
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L.B. (Demo)
01:32
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Got a few bucks and a bag of weed,
To accompany me and my bullshit memories.
I was all wrapped up in a fantasy
Where everybody
Was laughing right there next to me.
Am I cold in this awful world?
Is it me? Is it you?
(Well I'm pretty sure it's you)
And when you feel like something that the cat drug in,
Just remember all the racists and rapists,
and that there's nothing you can do.
Got a few bucks and a family,
To accompany me in this bull shit life i lead.
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4. |
Texas Textbooks (Demo)
03:04
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(Chant: Take cover! They've all gone insane!)
Everybody's out to get you.
Get the hell out of Texas.
When they cant write the truth in their textbooks,
Everybody just forgets it.
How do you go where you have gone?
Everybody wants to know!
How do you treat your kids like pawns
down in Texas?
How will the kids in the deep south baby,
Know if they like to dress like a lady,
If their dear old dad won't let 'em wear a pink T-shirt
and they never in their lives
Even once met a feminine dude.
I never thought that I'd say this,
But let the television teach the kids
How to accept some difference,
and stop listenin' to their parents.
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All I want to do is impress myself, not you.
Life is so tough and I don't know what to do.
Gonna give up before I'm twenty-two.
Gotta get drunk with my friends to make it through.
Cause I'm sick of being lazy,
Sick of being tired.
Want to make some money
Without getting a job.
(Gotta add lyrics at bridge and change lyrics of second verse!)
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6. |
The Worst Lie (Demo)
02:03
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Come, we become
The things that we say
The things that you do
Come right back to you.
When you tried to become
The greatness he was
You turned to the bad guy
You sold me the worst lie.
You sold
You sold
My soul
To a lie
I don’t need to tell you
The things that you do
You heard me the first time
This wont be my last rhyme
Love your in love with the comfort above.
They became the bad guy.
They sold you the worst lie.
You know we're gonna die
Like you said a hundred times.
You know as well as i what the fuck that will provide.
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Tonight (Demo)
02:30
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Gonna be in a party mode,
Gonna be in a lovin' mood,
And if we regret it,
Ther'll be all our friends there.
Gonna drive on down the road,
Gonna laugh at each other's jokes,
And if we forget it,
There'll be all our friends there to sing it with us:
The world's so full of shit,
It's tough to live within,
But tonight is a good night,
And we'll get high,
And get on the road to the next show.
Gonna go on about the government,
Gonna damage each other's innosence,
And if we regret it,
Ther'll be all our friends there.
Gonna be fucked up more then we're not,
Gonna be in hiding from the cops,
And if we forget it,
There'll be all our friends there to sing it with us
We'll talk about the day we die,
and all the fucked up shit we feel inside,
We'll live our lives like we're gonna die soon,
and all the shit we know it will expire.
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8. |
Kid Pitch (Demo)
01:33
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Everybody in my neighborhood
looks like a yuppie and I wish they would
Give me some money to go buy some beer.
Plenty in their pocketbooks and all I want's a couple bucks.
When the shit you wanna do don't make no money,
Livin' in your parent's house is such a drag (baby).
Especially when they've got
Plenty in their pocketbooks and all you want's a couple bucks.
Well I don't think I'll find a good job,
Though I know you wish I would.
When they switched from coach to kid pitch,
I gave up playing games for good.
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Jilt and the Boys (Demo)
01:16
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Will you judge our matching haircuts
Colorado? Colorad0?
Will you judge us for our haircuts,
Will you teach us all your songs?
Cause we're from out of town,
We don't know our way around.
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