1. |
You're Dead
01:15
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Sorry to hear that you're dead.
But hey hey what can I say?
It's really no tragedy.
People are dying every day.
But really what the fuck makes you so special?
Was it that your death was accidental?
Let's not get all sentimental.
You're just dead.
D-E-A-D dead.
You're dead.
Sorry to hear that you're dead.
But no one here gives a shit.
Except maybe your friends and family.
I'm sure they miss you quite a bit.
But really what the fuck makes you so special?
Was it that your death was accidental?
Let's not get all sentimental.
You're just dead.
This is a eulogy for another average human being.
This is a eulogy for another stupid fucking teen.
You made your bed now lie in it.
You're dead.
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2. |
Thanks Again
01:49
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Here's another day in my life
To convince me I'm an awful guy
I never have the time
My mind is paralyzed
There's nothing I can do
And then I'm bound and gagged and hounded
You've trapped me I'm surrounded
Thought it was the bitter end
No, it was just the beginning
And so I'm here to say thanks again
I'm never really home
Because I've got no space to go or call my own
It made me happy when it snowed
Then your mood melted it away
Had hoped I'd get a day off today
(Chorus)
That wasn't the end I'd hoped for
It was just the beginning
And so I'm here to say thanks again
Thanks again (x3)
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3. |
The Forever Ending Story
01:03
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I’m sitting here drinking beer
Takin’ shots and watchin’ Springer
You sure like to yell a lot
You really like to yell a lot
And I wish we wouldn’t argue
Especially on my days off
But you sure like to yell a lot
You really like to yell a lot
And I know I’m drunk at noon
But you’re really killing me
And it’s just not working out
It’s plain as piss to see
So why are you still lying
To yourself and everybody that you see?
Cuz I can see you’re dying
To get outta here
Well now’s your chance to leave
You’ve been a good soldier
And you’ve earned your reprieve
Some things don’t end the way
You wanted to believe
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I’m so sick of being sick and fucking tired all the time
It doesn’t matter what I do
I can’t get boozing off my mind
I’ve tried to quit for you
You know I tried to quit so hard
Now my liver’s racked with guilt
As I’m sitting at this bar
I know you just can’t stand it
But please know I never planned this
I don’t need no intervention just because I’m having
fun
There’ll be a time for quitting
There will be a time when I’ll be done
That time it isn’t now
And that time it wasn’t then
Auto-pilot, whiskey blinded, off the wagon once again
Auto-pilot, whiskey blinded, off the wagon once again
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5. |
Love You Better
03:02
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Summertime and it feels so right
You and I by the dashboard light
I told you I'd love you
for the rest of my life
I want to get married
Won't you be my wife?
Whoa oh oh oh
I'll love you better
Love you better
Love you better, baby
I'll love you better
Love you better
Love you better, baby
You caught me by complete surprise
I said yes; tears welled in my eyes
I said that I'd love you
for the rest of my life
I want to get married to you
Want to be your wife
Whoa oh oh oh
I'll love you better
Love you better
Love you better, baby
I'll love you better
Love you better
Love you better, baby...
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6. |
Tonight, Tonight
01:48
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Tonight, tonight
With you here in my arms
The world couldn't be more perfect
And every night
I thank my lucky stars
And wonder what I did to deserve you
It's true
I've got a million a things I want to say to you
Like every single day's been a dream come true
And I don't know where I'd be if it weren't for you
Whoa whoa
Tonight, tonight
With you here in my arms
The world couldn't be more perfect
And every night
I thank my lucky stars
And wonder what I did to deserve you
It's true
I've got a million a things I want to say to you
Like every single day's been a dream come true
And I don't know where I'd be if it weren't for you
Whoa whoa
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7. |
The Girl Next Door
03:16
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White girl living in the city
In a big apartment house
She's living with her boyfriend now
She drives off every day for school and work
And she washes dishes now
And watches TV on the pull out couch
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
White girl moved back to the suburbs
And she finally found a man
Who knows how to take care of her
She bought the perfect little house
And the yard's well manicured
And she's never missed a day of work
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
White girl couldn't go on knowing
She was just here wasting time
She drowned in the lake last night
They found her bloated body floating
But she still walks around
Performing all her daily chores
She still don't know what life's about
She still don't know what life's about
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And every day's the same
And she's got no one to love
And she's got no one to love
and she's got no one to love
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8. |
Mill City Saturday Night
02:12
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You better beware of the MCM
Better hide your children, hide your men
And don’t even think about callin’ the cops
Or they’ll take you down with a taco chop
They’re gonna skate, and drink, and fight
They do it every single night
They’re gonna skate, and drink, and fight
Cuz it’s a Mill City Saturday Night
Saturday night you know I’ll be there
Watching them roll around in their underwear
Black eyes, bruises, and skinned knees
Never looked so good, so good to me
They’re gonna skate, and drink, and fight
You know they do it every night
They’re gonna skate, and drink, and fight
Cuz it’s a Mill City Saturday Night
Let’s roll
(guitar lead)
You better beware of the MCM
Cuz they’re tearing through your town again
And don’t even think about callin’ the cops
Or they’ll take you down with a taco chop
They’re gonna skate, and drink, and fight
They do it every single night
They’re gonna skate, and drink, and fight
Cuz it’s a Mill City Saturday Night
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