1. |
Dees
02:50
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(Verse)
I swear it’s not coke
I swear I’m dead broke
You say that I’m high
But I’ma like this all of the time
Dees Dees Dees
Detectives
Oh no we're screwed
Dees Dees Dees
Detectives
Oh no fuck you
(Verse)
I swear that ain’t my car
I swear that I ain’t a rock star
Look at me now, I'm just fine
That little baggie, well that ain’t mine
Dees Dees Dees
Detectives
Is that a directive?
Dees Dees Dees
Detectives
Am I defective?
(Interlude)
Got a code 412 - pretend robbery
He got away
Got away
Got away
For free
By the roadside, I see him now
Sitting in his trunk and he's wearin' a smile
With about three Magnum ice creams
What do I do
What do I do
What do I do
I, I've just gotta shoot
Dees Dees Dees
Detectives
Is that a directive?
Dees Dees Dees
Detectives
Am I defective?
Dees Dees Dees
Detectives
Oh no we're screwed
Dees Dees Dees
Detectives
Oh no fuck you
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2. |
Subbalub
02:05
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Subbalub Subbalub why you do make feel so bad
I’m just a pinin’ and winin’
'Cause you were the best I’ve ever had
It was a helluva time, it was hot
And you were mine
I cannot go and I won’t resolve
It’s not over
Let me show ya
You can be my subbalub
Let me give you some subbalub
Won't you be my subbalub
I need someone to subbalub
I’ve got a cognition a vision of fission in your ignition
I’ll shakedown but I’ll blow no brains, no soup
Back in Lub, back in Lub, back in Lub, but it’s still somewhere
All I can hear is you screaming in the back seat
Please
Get me outta here
You can be my subbalub
Let me give you some subbalub
Won't you be my subbalub
I need someone to subbalub
No,
Please
Why
I just wanna die.
You can be my subbalub
Let me give you some subbalub
Won't you be my subbalub
I need someone to subbalub
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3. |
Supervoid
02:59
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You say you want something real
Well I just want to feel
Give it all to play with, that's what you would
If you want to kill, well that’s what you will
Uhh Ahh
I dunno
Uhh Ahh
It’s just a show
Uhh Ahh
I dunno
Uhh Ahh
It’s just a show
So we had a second date
I’d say it was going real great
Reached out to touch ya
But you were all fake fake fake
Uhh Ahh
I don't know you
Uhh Ahh
But let me show you
Uhh Ahh
I don't know you
Uhh Ahh
But let me show you
You said I was special
That’s not what I needed to hear
I’ve got some issues
But so do you
So why are you here?
Uhh Ahh
I dunno
Uhh Ahh
It’s just a show
Uhh Ahh
I dunno
Uhh Ahh
It’s just a show
Let’s make it complicated,
In other words
End before we make it
Simple as love
Murky as mud
You got a ring
I got a thing
Slips off like it was nothing
Uhh Ahh
I don't know you
Uhh Ahh
But let me show you
Uhh Ahh
I don't know you
Uhh Ahh
But let me show you
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4. |
Grimm
02:59
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I
Oh shit is it monday again
Do I even care
Coming off whatever it was
And on, who I don’t care
II
I’m Hansel, you’re Grettel
I’m handsome, you’re great
I’m Hansel, you’re Grettel
I’m handsome, you’re great
III
Be my Goldilocks
{I like my porridge hot}
Be my Goldilocks
{I like my porridge hot}
Be my Goldilocks
{I like my porridge hot}
With any luck
IV
Hungover, ever after
Hungover, ever after
Hungover, ever after
I
Oh my Grandma what big hands you have
And what funky clothes you wear
Oh what's in this in your pants
It's the biggest thing that ever stared
II
I’m Hansel, you’re Grettel
I’m handsome, you’re great
I’m Hansel, you’re Grettel
I’m handsome, you’re great
III
Be my Goldilocks
{I like my porridge hot}
Be my Goldilocks
{I like my porridge hot}
Be my Goldilocks
{I like my porridge hot}
With any luck
IV
Hungover, ever after
Hungover, ever after
Hungover, ever after
Interlude
IV
Hungover, ever after
Hungover, ever after
Hungover, ever after
Hungover
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5. |
C-Bitz
01:39
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ahh, ooh, yeh.
ahh, ooh, yeh.
Down the mountain
We find ourselves fighting
For love and stuff
If we don’t get enough
ahh, ooh, yeh.
ahh, ooh, yeh.
I fall in love like a fucking child
Treat me mean, then I go wild.
ahh, ooh, yeh.
Fast cars, fast women, fast living
fast food in fast trucks
then I’m fast out of fucks
ahh, ooh, yeh.
ahh, ooh, yeh.
Might as well go to hell
And find who fucked up
So I can
Give 'em a slice of my mind
Eat it up, slurp down
Then burp it up
And I’ll shut up
When you give me a line
ahh, ooh, yeh.
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6. |
The Craven
06:46
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Well it’s fine and dandy
When you work at tandy
And you sell electric Bullshit
But sulk, cry, then eat your pie
Your mouth’s a’full of
Butterflies bears, and Bullshit
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
Did you want me to say
That you were the only one
But don’t fool yourself
It was fun
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
Well I wish we’d been in love
Until our flesh decayed
Until we’re dead in the grave
But when we get to heaven
Who said we’d be livin'
But this is the choice
The only thing I love is my guitar
The only I need is my cigar
Get in between
And find out why
I don’t make friends
I just get high
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
Say it’d be really cool
We could make a band
Never seen you perform
But I’m your biggest fan
Now stars are turning
That’s what fame brings
Can we make it
Can we make some Bullshit
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
Put all my money in futures and profits
Made the delta neutral in my wallet
Then lost it
Bulls bears, and butterflies
Look through me and it's just time
Time to win
Time to lose
Time to choose
In the end,
It's your time to lose
Got a contango of bullshit
But nowhere to lend it
I'm stupefied
Like trade-jocks and consulates
Is this the dividend
Or is this the market
Bullshit
Bullshit
Bullshit
Bullshit
Might try to drive a while
Might teach it to a kid
Might find another way
Might sleep a whole 'nother day
I think it about it for a while
Might even write it down
I try to run away
But I know
It’ll always be around
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
Bullshit, the way we walk around
Bullshit, there's no other word around
Bullshit, when you make demands
Bullshit, when you're full of offense
Bullshit, without it you're worthless
Bullshit, everything you've made
Bullshit, everything you'll gain
Bullshit, it's all just stuff
Bullshit, but you'll never have enough (Bullshit)
Bullshit
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
It's Bullshit
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