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Piss and Cigarettes
03:00
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Wouldn't you say it's a problem getting black out drunk every night?
Would you say, "It isn't normal." if you woke up with a little hindsight?
Do you even remember at all? Or is it all just one big blur?
How long has it been now? Has it really been that many years?
How long has it been now? There's no way it's been that many years!
Filtering your emotions with a lot of help from your liver
Even though it never really helps anything, it only helps stress manifest quicker
Hey, who do you think is gonna die next? I'd like to place a bet on that sucker!
Alcoholism is fun with your buddies!
You go to the bar and you spend all your money!
You have a good time every night!
Yeah, you have a real good fucking time!
How many drinks have you had now? I lost count after that last shot.
Hey, can I buy all these guys another round? Yeah, what kind of shots do you want?
Hey, whatever does the job best - what's the strongest shit that you've got?
Cause I'mma motherfucking blast off, gonna be a land locked astronaut
Alcoholism is fun with your buddies!
You go to the bar and you spend all your money!
You have a good time every night!
Yeah, you have a real good fucking time!
Well, I guess this is your life now; getting wasted with the same people every day
Go to the same bar every time, everybody calls you by a nickname
You don't have any close friends, just a bunch of drunks who play pretend
Nobody knows the sober you, fuck, you don't even know your sober self
Alcoholism is fun with your buddies!
You go to the bar and you spend all your money!
You have a good time every night!
Yeah, you have a real good fucking time!
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2. |
Nothing Good
04:14
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Social media sucks
How about you all get fucked?
Selfies and memes feed the shallow machine
You need to escape to a superficial place
You need to curate; make yourself look great
There's nothing good left
That's why we waste our time
Staring at screens, so sick of the grind
It's a convenient departure
Not unlike a travel brochure
And pictures of lunches and dinners and brunches
More selfies and mirror shots and angles to make you look hot
And your shitty opinions; now we're all politicians
And we're all critics
And we're all DJs
And we're all models
And we're all fake
But don't talk about it
No, you can't criticize it
People get too upset; they can't separate it
Their self from their image; which they've created
It's engrained within us; yeah, it's a part of us now
There's nothing good left
That's why we waste our time
Staring at screens, so sick of the grind
Now we're all critics
And we're all DJs
And we're all models
And we're all fake
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3. |
Let Me Give Up
05:47
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I'll never know what I really want
I'm always left so unsatisfied
This world ain't made for me
Sometimes I just want to curl up and die
No one knows how hard that I try
Thing is, I'm always in my fucking mind
Try to focus, god-damn preoccupied
Sometimes I just lay down and cry
Everytime that I wake up
My mind is still amiss
Yet everytime that I try to go sleep
I just lay there and twitch
I don't know how to fit in
I also don't want to fit in
Sometimes I try to fit in
Sometimes I really want to fit in
I want to be on somebody's mind
But not on my own
I want to be thought about positively
I'm a grown-ass adult, after all
I often love everyone
Sometimes I hate everyone
I want to love everyone
I don't want to hate anyone
Was I raised to behave this way?
I really don't know
Should I believe in anything at all?
I really can't tell
Let me give up
Just let me give up
I just want to give up
Let me give up
Let me give up
Just let me give up
I just want to give up
Let me give up
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4. |
Thrash Song in "E"
03:20
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Why even is it that you play music?
What exactly are you in it for?
Is it just so you can call yourself an artist?
You so often treat it like a chore
Nobody’s forcing you to fucking play
So why act like it’s against your will?
If you don’t like it, then don’t do it, motherfucker
I’m questioning your attitude, not your skill
And I wouldn’t if you weren’t so sanctimonious
And I wouldn’t if you didn’t talk so much shit
Inflated ego, megalomaniac
More typical male artist crap
Competitive, alpha-brained dominator
Go ahead, pat yourself on the back
Completely bored of your whole schtick
You’re more transparent than you think
Acting like you’re so above it the whole while
I’m questioning your intent, not your style
And I wouldn’t if you weren’t so sanctimonious
And I wouldn’t if you didn’t talk so much shit
And I wouldn’t if you weren’t so damn obnoxious
And I wouldn’t if you kept your fucking mouth shut
Keep talking
Keep talking
Keep talking
Keep talking
You sure talk a whole fucking lot
You sure do talk a whole fucking lot
You sure talk a whole fucking lot
Shut the fuck up
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5. |
Scabies Muppet
04:08
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Don’t want to be a scabies muppet, no, no!
I’ll scratch my skin ’til it bleeds
I will scratch my skin ’til it bleeds
I can feel them inside me
I can feel their hatching seeds
Epidermis is corrupted, oh no!
It’s impossible to sleep
I can’t get any fucking sleep
It’s almost artistic
Their level of penetration
Wanna crawl into an oven, oh yeah!
My skin is agitated
My skin is disgusting and agitated
There’s little burrows everywhere
Connect the dots, try not to stare
So tired of living in a fucking bubble!
I don’t want to give it to anyone
I can’t give it to anyone
I’m so sick of being alone
A desperate lack of affection
Don’t wanna be a scabies muppet anymore!
Why do they call me a muppet?
Why the fuck do they call me a muppet?
Is it because I bob my head?
Or is it because they know that on the inside I’m hollow and dead?
Scabies fucking muppet, aah!
Eating cold burritos in bed
They live with me in my bed
They live with me in my skin
They live with me ’til the end
Scabies motherfucking muppet!
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6. |
Small Town Gangbang
02:20
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We're just a group of lonely dudes
What else are we supposed to do?
We get drunk, get fucked up
You know, all that fun stuff
Aww, but life just sucks so much
Cause there's never any girls around
Force my face to wear a smile
While my cock wears a frown
Hey! There's some new bitch there!
I better move in fast
See if I can get anywhere
I wanna be the first this time, not last!
Not that it really matters or anything
I just want to get my dick wet
She can cheat on my friend with me
I'll take whatever I can get
Seventeen year olds, bar whores and moms!
We're fucking desperate, come on!
It's a gangbang, small town gangbang!
It's a gangbang, small town gangbang!
Pass 'em along, right onto the next!
We'll put 'em through the test, aww yeah!
It's a gangbang, small town gangbang!
It's a gangbang, small town gangbang!
It's funny because they always come back
Even after banging my friends
It's like they need this wang like crack!
And they can't make the cycle end!
Oh, but what am I supposed to do?
I'm just a lonely, horny guy
I mean, come on, what if it were you?
You know you'd do the same thing too!
Seventeen year olds, bar whores and moms!
We're fucking desperate, come on!
It's a gangbang, small town gangbang!
It's a gangbang, small town gangbang!
Pass 'em along, right onto the next!
We'll put 'em through the test, aww yeah!
It's a gangbang, small town gangbang!
It's a gangbang, small town gangbang!
Seventeen year olds, bar whores and moms!
We're fucking desperate, yeah!
It's a gangbang, small town gangbang!
It's a gangbang, small town gangbang!
It's a gangbang, small town gangbang!
It's a gangbang, small town gangblaaargh!
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7. |
B
02:33
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