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Intro
00:55
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Across the Aisle
01:33
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We differ in opinion, but say it's just political
Lucky to have a life where politics aren't existential
These massive states should not exist, but they should serve their people
Like preventing the needless deaths of the poor and feeble
We differ in opinion and it speaks volumes of your morals
Telling us to grab our bootstraps, while resting on your laurels
Reaching across the aisle just to appease callous psychos
Our spectrum runs from compassion and ends with selfish assholes
Why even have a state when it won't try to meet our needs?
We forget that it exists for its own hegemony
Forced into pecking orders of class for centuries
It gets ever so hard to see the forest from the trees
It's naïve to think that this system can change
But some do and they belittle and tell you to act your age
Chastise and infantilize all your valid rage
But violence ain't as violence does, but what it does away
I'd like to reach across the aisle if I could pull you to my side
But we can't meet halfway with fascists. There is no compromise.
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Orgy of the Senses
02:23
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Like 121 Days of Sodom
From the top upon the bottom
Every day here and abroad and
The rich man's pleasure is our problem
Chorus:
It's an orgy of the senses
All done at the poor's expenses
Take trips to space and take our rents. It's
A real grind, daily existence
Bake the earth in a private jet
While you watch us ants work, toil, and sweat
We pay to live on a dying planet
I want to live, but I can't afford it
Chorus
It's an orgy of the senses
The upper class behaves so senseless
Buy a ticket to Mars
Or blowup in a submarine
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Firecracker (Monsula)
02:47
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Bed of Lettuce
01:03
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Bury my body in a bed of lettuce
Put a big crouton in right where my head is
If you don't know, that's what stale bread is
Sprinkle my tomb with some bleu cheese and fetas
The graveyard's a buffet. Tater tots are it's hedges
Bury my body in a bed of lettus
Deep in my tomb, my gut's a tomato
A feast for the worms produced by Monsanto
I've never before laid here, I must confide
My world's been so small. Olives like I died.
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Lone Wolf (the Thought)
04:40
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Work to Survive
02:15
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I'm collecting hours. Friends want a bit of my time.
I want to live my own life, but most of my time isn't mine.
And all my loved ones keep begging me to stop
But I can't stop, won't stop. Buddy, I'd love to stop.
Chorus:
Labor to live
Work to survive
We refuse to give the things you need to stay alive
I've been working tending a bar, serving people in all states of ruin
And I know my life might not be far from theirs
If I ever stop all the work I've been doing
And there's a man outside begging for something to eat
And so what if he has an addiction to feed?
I wouldn't judge him. I sell booze and smoke weed.
He says he can't work. Can't work, but if he could you know he would work
Chorus
And if he stays in the street tonight, then tomorrow he might be dead
It'd cost us next to nothing to keep everybody housed and fed.
We pay into the system and get things that we don't need.
What do we gain from wars and corporate subsidies?
We need a new system or none, but we can't live with what we got.
Capitalism might be fun if you're not a have-not.
Centuries in a system built on a lack of empathy.
It works great for the unfeeling but it's been no good to me.
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Fill my body with pills and razorblades.
It's too hard to survive. I'm sick of working to get paid.
Raise a bottle to pills and razorblades.
I'm tired of this life and working for no pay.
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Unpleasant Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Brian plays bass and a lil drum machine
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