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Away On Business
04:32
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Another priest bites the dust, every ten seconds he be full of lust
Who the fuck are we supposed to trust when everyone we know is corrupt?
Men still believe in bronze age fairy tales, parsing ancient texts to but no avail
Latter day saints, yeah, what a joke, there ain’t no saints and there ain’t no hope
Another freak molests a kid, and now he’s just gotta fuckin deal with it
Where’s the good lord during a flood, watching UFC and hoping for some blood?
Religion’s always been big business, millions to made off our miserable condition
Gullible as fuck, that’s how the Lord made us, and you tell them enough, and you’ll be famous
Look at mutherfuckin Joel Osteen, the biggest grinning prick I ever seen, gold coins be beemin through his teeth, give em enuff money, he’ll beem you to St. Pete
God’s away on Business, hasn’t anyone noticed?
God’s away on Business, hasn’t anyone noticed?
(it’s time to wake up, wake up)
Now don’t you think I be dissin the man upstairs with a mission
You see, he like missions, missionary style, preferably w teenage girls who smile
What is it with virgins and holy men, those boring pricks who’d rather spend
All their time talking to his son, who’s actually him and then some
Because we left out the holy ghost, and the cracker, the fuckin holy host
Holy shit, the most gullible fucked up folks, in the pews you’ll find the most
But at least they got something to do, keep off the streets and in the pews
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Flea Empathy
03:38
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I’m a bomb that’s ready to blow, piss me off and come watch the show.
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3. |
Death to Hope
03:22
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Sally
02:18
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Sally wanted to change the world, but she couldn’t change her mind
So she thought she’d leave it all, leave it all behind
When Sally’s mom got home from work, she called out sally’s name
A bad smell came from her room, but it was too late
Her child lay on the floor, white and stiff as a nail
And next to her lay a bottle of pills and some writing on a notepad
It said,
“Mom, I’m sorry I failed, I just wanted to be a good girl
But you always criticized me, and you never cared
You know how I wanted to change the world but I couldn’t even change my mind
No matter how hard I tried, so I decided to end it with a sigh.
Sally”
The police came and got her body, they gave the mom a ticket
Because it was illegal to kill yourself in beautiful ol’ nantucket
Even though she grew up white and rich, sally couldn’t escape the bitch
Her mom said she was the biggest mistake that she ever made
Oxy and booze never did the trick, heroine only made it worse
When the tracks started to appear, so said the school nurse,
“Girl, you better get some help, before you kill yourself.”
Sally did as she said, she got clean in rehab
But the stench of life was too much for her to have
So she wanted to leave it all, leave all the bullshit behind
A final dose of Oxy and some Beam and finally all was fine.
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Vocabulary
02:15
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6. |
Clear To
03:04
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I gotta admit it as much as i hate to, but I’ve been ignorant of all that is clear to
Many -- appear to fan the flames of fear to,
racists and Nazis and all whom are dear to,
Our dear leader who’s lovingly near to,
Russia’s president who’s rather obtuse to
The rest of the world who mistrusts his moves to,
take other countries who we used to be close to,
Democracy which is what we say we want to,
make other countries in our image or near to,
So our corporations can access their markets in order to,
make lucrative profits to pay their share holders who,
trickle down their billions to we peasants who,
are the real engine of this economy and that’s clear to,
anyone with a brain and a knowledge of history, but the real story here is that the poor stay poor while the rich get richer,
and the rich are bitchin that we’re calling class warfare,
when it’s we who get fucked and I’m already sore there,
so 45 take your tax plan and shove it,
up in Melania’s crotch we know you’ll love it,
you’re the pussy grabber in chief now own it,
oh that’s right you don’t stand by anything you phony,
I can’t wait to see you in handcuffs I hear prison is lonely,
but don’t worry b/c in the bathrooms you’ll be moaning,
just don’t pick up the bar of soap in the mornin,
unless you want to see the nurse Joanie
i know these verses be hurtin, your sad fragile ego,
but fuck you, ain’t no real Americans want you,
only the fake patriots and KKK are you dear to,
Take this and smoke it in your rear too.
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7. |
All Autopilot
03:04
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I saw you at the pub yesterday, you were taking a shit, I was gonna say Hi but I didn’t
You made a joke about my house, insulted my mom, i was calm, until I knocked you out
Take a journey with me down memory lane, feel my unreliquished pain, you weren’t even alive yet, you little fucking twit Too bored to be ignored, prices of perishables soared, flanked by an idiot and a moron, i chose to ignore, Al Gore, give me more, give me more, working at dealership is a chore, I’m floored by your obsessiveness of more, more, more
Life gets away from us, a careening bus going to hell
Flagrant abuse, latin’s obtuse, and you fucking smell
Like shit I might add, you’re sad, and that makes me glad
Skinny jeans are a fad, millennials are a drag, and OBD1 is bad
I didn’t choose this life, i never wanted any strife, but what will be will be, including cancer and Hiv
The semester's almost over, the rabbits are eating clover, and all I hear are lawn mowers all day
The hum of everyday gives comfort, that’s when I drink southern comfort, it makes this pain comfortable
We think we’re in control, but it’s all autopilot baby, there’s no soul
I got a hole in my heart from reading Sartre, I fucking hate polls
L’enfer c’est les autres, my ex girlfriend was a goatface, shit
Olives have pits, roses thorns, I just wanna quit
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8. |
Big Mess
02:44
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You'd be hard-pressed to find a bigger mess than me.
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OBD-1 Detroit, Michigan
Grew up around Detroit. Lived all around the country and the world. Came back to the D Town. OBD-1 now lives in the sprawling, pothole infested area known as "the Metro Area."
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