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White Rabbit
05:11
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First comes an action then comes a reaction oh yeah
Losing my traction causes a subtraction and my dissatisfaction
I'm talking physically, mentally, typically motivity yeah
I don't know what to do is it just me or is it you too
Whoa
Whoa
Difference and dissonance both have their own fingerprints yeah
but the fingerprints significants comes from the same interests yeah
I'm talking causation aggravation, negatively congregated
Situation toleration, non-regulated information
Alienation, relegation, relocated the moderation
No reputation approbation, so I'll send my resignation
Whoa
Whoa
You can follow the White Rabbit
You can follow the White Rabbit
Don't follow the White Rabbit
Don't follow the White Rabbit
Yeah
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
You can follow the White Rabbit
You can follow the White Rabbit
Don't follow the White Rabbit
Don't follow the White Rabbt
Yeah
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2. |
Adulthood
02:18
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Yeah
This week I'm up at 5 am
Got to goal but got no plan
Nobody gives a damn
And my rents due got to pay the man
All these days feel like a daze
Cause what we praise is not what stays
Always the same, delays clichés
Write resumes for mayonnaise
We're all doomed to fail
We'll never prevail
We call this stolen good
It's Adulthood
Today I'm up at 5 am
Just to be her garbage man
Cause she don't give a damn
I guess I'm not a family man
Stop this screen I've seen this scene
Caffeine head in a guillotine
Caffeine head it's not working
Psycho groupie cocaine crazy
We're all doomed to fail
We'll never prevail
We call this stolen good
It's Adulthood
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3. |
C'est La Vie
02:12
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You can call me what you want you're a liar
Your lack of dignity gets higher
Not a cent to your name and you get trapped
Like a barbed wire you're on the fence you're mapped
C'est la vie
For you and me
That's all I see
C'est la vie
You cannot see for miles you're a liar
Just another twig in the piled on fire
He who opposes proposes atrocious things
He just knows that it goes how it goes and it's free
C'est la vie
For you and me
That's all I see
C'est la vie
C'est la vie you and me oh yeah we're both tired
Let's all get down tonight we'll get wired
C'est la vie
For you and me
That's all I see
C'est la vie
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4. |
Design or Disaster
03:17
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We'll come around by Design or Disaster
But with no help from the puppet master
People are like pawns they're ever so disposable
Alright calm down now, let's be sensible
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Your mouth is moving but there's shit coming out
Rah rah rah rah rah rah rah
And that's the sound of the people coming out
I feel so dumbfounded from what you said
Courtesy is not common
But maybe we'll find our way before we decay
By Design or Disaster
La la la la la la la la la la la
The proud boys singing while they all stand by
Klak klak klak klak klak klak
The gunshots ringing from the proud boys arm
Yadda yadda yadda yadda yadda yadda yadda
Goes the man at the top and to the right
Forgetting what's best for the rest of the nest
Denying the oppressed and approving their arrests
I feel so dumbfounded from what you said
Courtesy is not common
But maybe we can find our way before we decay
By Design or Disaster
Life is short, and I've shortened mine
But the world has good bones
You can fix it if you try
You can fix it if you try
You can fix it if you try
For the world has good bones
You can fix it if you try
I feel so dumbfounded from what you said
Courtesy is not common
But maybe we can find our way before we decay
By Design or Disaster
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5. |
Winners
02:40
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When we were young we were born to be hopeless
We didn't know it yet but we wanted to be soulless
'Cause now when we come out it's like headlights on a deer
It's so cliché but it's so full of fear and
What's the deal with what's up to date
We scream for unity through all the summer hate
It's getting crazy and it's driving my manic
But I'm still a fucking sweetheart
And a Punk Lust Romantic
We paint a picture of what's inside
And we cut it out of the picture
I see my face but I'm not inside
My own picture
And it's enough
And it's enough
'Cause if you wanna win you're gonna wake up losing
If I don't know where it's at I'm gonna struggle with choosing
It's like passing through a door instead of jumping through a window
'Cause without the right context of the full situation we just
Paint a picture of what's inside
And we cut it out of the picture
I see my face but I'm not inside
My own picture
I can't stop looking though I've had enough
But I just guess that's just growing up and
I see my face but I'm not inside
My own picture
And it's enough
And it's enough
And it's enough
And it's enough
Why
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6. |
Übermensch
02:48
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Woo
Those nights in December
On the corner of now or never
Outside we told some jokes and you
Finished your last pack of holy smokes
Ooooooo
Ooooooo
Welcome to the electric church
We'll write the scriptures but just watch them first
And on the cross you don't see a thing
Except for little birds with their broken right wings
Oooooo
Oooooo
Let's go home and watch Eraserhead
And wonder what it's like to be dead
And wonder what it's like to grow old
And fell your hands getting cold
I'm not your superman
I'm not your Übermensch
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7. |
Peace Punks
01:19
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Apathetic
Psychedelic
No place in here
For an iron cross
I'm not a hippie
I'm not a punk
I hate the labels
I hate the cops
From modern art
To smashed guitars
Six dollar coffee
Burn the patriarchy
Peace Punks
We're Peace Punks
We're Peace Punks
We're Peace Punks
We're Peace Punks
We're Peace Punks
We're Peace Punks
We're Peace Punks
Raise your fists for equality
Beat the shit outta nazis
Push your friends for unity
And fuck the white supremacy
Fuck the white supremacy
Fuck the white supremacy
Fuck the white supremacy
Fuck the white supremacy
Yeah, Motherfucker
Fuck the white supremacy
Fuck the white supremacy
Fuck the white supremacy
Fuck the white supremacy
We're Peace Punks
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8. |
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Taxed out
Maxed out
Backed out
Blacked out
Sideways
Longways
I'll stay
I pay taxes
Jeffery
Bezos
Suck my
Big toe
Ronald
Donald
Don't pay
My taxes
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Going out of business
There's a homeless crisis
But more construction
Cause that's just London
It's Dundas Dumbass
It's Dundas Dumbass
It's Dundas Dumbass
It's Dundas Dumbass
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9. |
Bread Soup/Heaven
04:54
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I'm hungry but I can't eat
I'm tired but I can't sleep
Breakfast is a riddle to me
The cat's pyjamas
The bee's knees
Ehhhh
Ehhhh
Ehhhh
Ehhhh
I can't spell without the alphabet
I can't even count past three (one, two, three, four)
Yeah Bread Soup is all I need
Until the day I die
God fucking speed boi
Ehhhh
Ehhhh
Ehhhh
Ehhhh
All I need is bread and water
I'm not gonna live forever
I'll eat my bread soup forever
I don't wanna live forever
I'm not gonna live forever
I'm not gonna live forever
I'm not gonna live forever
I'm not gonna live forever
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Ooooooo
Ooooooo
Ooooooo
Ooooooo
In heaven everything is fine
In heaven everything is fine
In heaven everything is fine
You've got your good thing
And I've got mine
Hey, there must of been a devil
between us before the door closed
And I must've just slipped right though
with my cyanide ticket in hand
Oh your kisses pulled my away
With a mescaline night sweat dream
Ooooo to heaven
You've got your good thing
And I've got mine
You've got your good thing
And I've got mine
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10. |
Summer Heat
03:05
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Yeah I'll take a trip
Feed my head
I feel like you don't understand
What ideas I've got running in my head
Are you experienced
Give it a chance
Just count one two three four five six so on
And feel your consciousness
Well I'll dance and sing I'm freaking out
And it feels like my feet left the ground
And then I hear that noise I loose myself
And stop
One, two, three, four
Yeah come with me
And we can see
All those lies that hypnotize
Our reality
In the summer heat
I'll take a seat
With something in one hand
Something in the other and
Something else at my feet
Well I'll dance and sing I'm freaking out
And it feels like my feet left the ground
And then I hear that noise I lose myself
And stop
Woahhhhhhhhhhhhh
Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumping and the cotton is high
A life is a life, no matter how good lookin'
Cause it sure don't matter when you die
I said it sure don't matter when you die
It don't
Matter
When
You
Die
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11. |
Sadboi
06:35
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Yeah
Don't be a sadboi you're just wasting their time
My fingers are shaking 50 beats out of time
It's time to play the next one but I forget
How it starts, I can't remember all the 2000 parts
I don't know what to do I'm feeling so stoned and I
Can't figure out if this is gonna be good enough
To wow all of these people right out of their socks
Enough talking let's start rocking out on the soapbox
Yeah
I said don't be a sadboi you're just wasting your time
Cause you'll wait and wait until they throw you a line
I'm feeling anxious I don't know what words to write
And now I'm looking and I'm looking for what words will rhyme
I don't know what to do I'm feeling so stoned and I
Can't figure out if this is gonna be good enough
To wow all of these people right out of their socks
Enough talking let's start rocking out on the soapbox
Yeah
I guess I'm just a sadboi here to waste your time
If you don't mind I ask you to be kind
I'll ask you how you are all feeling tonight
And then we're gonna turn this shit to eleven
Yeah
I don't know what to do I'm feeling so stoned and I
Can't figure out if this is gonna be good enough
To wow all of these people right out of their socks
Enough talking let's start rocking out on the soapbox
Yeah
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
Whoa
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12. |
Monday Morning
03:11
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Her velvet stare
She's got flowers in her hair
She comes to me
Through those trees
She's got a waistcoat with LSD
My love can't you see what it might be
Took a trip last night I feel alright
See the stars tonight we're never gonna die
Monday Morning comes the wind might cry
I'm at the bottom
And she's at the top
My generation
Your evil ways
We'll escape it for just three days
My love can't you see what it might be
Took a trip last night I feel alright
See the stars tonight we're never gonna die
Monday Morning comes the wind might cry
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