i told him to take heroin

i told him to take heroin
when he asked me
the dude was a fucking bum
and fucking harassed me
he'd always ask
if he should do it
and you know what
i finally said screw it
and said dude
do you know what it does
he said yeah
just some heart stuff that's all it was
so i said then dude
just do what you want
and he listened real good
and began his junk jaunt
he never did it
in front of me
considered it rude
and kept me company
without needles
or even mention
of the dark habit
it was never even questioned
so i continued
unaware
of this dude habit
i didn't fucking care
how could i really
i didn't know
that this dude
was on the fucking wrong road
but he wrote songs
and some were great
but you could tell
they foretold his fate
he'd write about
how sad he was
and you'd get sick of it
but you could note the cause
bad situation
back at home
in the fucking place
where he stored shit he used to own

there's a rabbit in the backyard

there's a rabbit in the backyard
and he likes to run around
sometimes if you're quiet
and don't make a sound
he lets you walk up
right up to him
and if you don't shut up
you can just forget it
because it's real sensitive
and it doesn't like sound
it'll be fucking hyperactive
and jump all around
it came by
even when it was cold
enough to make your girl sigh
no matter how old
he'd leave his tracks
in the snow
and i'd get her to relax
to try and find his hole
but the dude roamed
from someplace else
he hid his home
with fucking finesse
he hops around
and looks at you
he'll note the sound
and hold position dude
only if you're quiet
and don't make a noise
else if you're a riot
he'll jet like a rolls royce
isnt that big
kinda small
but the feet are a useful rig
legs probably strong enough to jump a wall
but he comes
every so often
with each step he jumps
that the grass will soften
with glassy eyes
and soft coat
he's a nice surprise
in the winter cold.

the kid came by one day

the kid came by one day
and asked for a place to stay
he got his way
and i let him use my place
but it was fuckin crazy
the dude was fuckin lazy
and had all sorts hazy
fuckin views with the ladies
he said he was gay
but he didnt explain
my best friend back in the day
back when i though it'd always be that way
but sometimes things have a way of changing
without realizing
somethings need explaining
but instead the dude spent the duration feigning
so we had falseness
and that reinforced a denseness
hence thus
the friendship crumbled into mush
but before it did
that bloody kid
fuckin helped me with
so much shit
none the less
i've gotta confess
though i regretted the way it was laid to rest
the dude fucking created that mess
he fucking came down
fucking drove into town
tried to tell me with a frown
that i'd fucking kicked his crown
but that kid was always full of shit
all of it unbelievable, every bit
the kid thought he was a master of wit
but all he was, was a big ass twit
and the dude fucking acting like a tard
back in the day he tried to be all hard
but i mean what the fuck was the reward
nothing, and he left my place headed homeward
if anyone wants to fuck with me
they need to see
that i won't be
going easily.

the midnight stairwell committee

the midnight stairwell committee
was a band of friends
we used to be at 1210
when the night met its end
we'd sit at the top of the echo-ey stair
and play guitar while he smoked a cig
the sound would go from up here to down there
yeah it was quite big
i remember the way i used to feel the world was massive
and the way the sun would shine
i thought the strings were classic
and that the entire world was mine
we used to have adventures
and smoke things
we'd roam around the school grounds
and would muse at what the night would bring
one night i met a kid who'd be
a great ally to me
and showed me how to play
guitar in the right way
but before that began
my friends and i still partied
when the sun set, in the streets we ran
and amongst the girls we follied
the nights had mystery
as we roamed the streets
and the days were full of history
for future revelations
every night brought something new
i wrote some songs
and i had a great view
and i felt like i belonged
but things have a way of coming to an end
the world crashed around us
and the friends disappeared whom which i'd grown to depend
but before the drugs took their course
we had a passion for life
we explored the world with force
for some, at the point of a knife
all good things come to an end of course
but we were fucking explorers
shaking the world around
doing more than those had before us
making plans that were so sound

where the fuck are the friends

where the fuck are the friends
upon whom a fellow depends
they're supposed to stick with you 'til the ends
they seem to abandon me at the very first bends
i wonder why i'm all alone
even though i'm in my parents home
this town is far from fucking rome
and i'm surrounded by things i once owned
i'm ready to fuckin move on
i'll find another place to ponder upon
we'll get in the car and get it done
fuckin get behind the wheel and ride 'til dawn
i'm wondering why i'm still here
but with every day things become more clear
turns out i'm kinda weird
that's ok i grow a cool beard
i remember when i used to love life
when my days were clear and free of strife
when shit didn't seem to balance on the edge of a knife
when my former fucking friends weren't pondering a wife
but when i went to college i had a shock
back in highschool i thought i was a jock
but meeting knew people was a mental knock
we used to go outside and go for a walk
one time i was nearly dead
they found me laying down on my head
i love myself some italian bread
that fat fucker decided to wed
the grammys were fuckin whack man
i've decided we need to do all we can
to keep ourselves attached to our plan
only then will shit not hit the fan
in the basement sits a drumset
back in columbus is a place i rent
my dad seems to always make me fret
and in botheration my mom seems always hellbent
the beatles were my favorite band
i have a mode of transport for travelling the land
back in college people spoke of ayn rand
in my mind she was never much in demand
so the day is nearly done
and the battle is nearly won
and perhaps we'll stand upon
our little boston patch of redemption

im fuckin tired of this fuckin jail

im fuckin tired of this fuckin jail
they love to fuckin derail
all my plans they love when i wail
they'd want me to drown and save myself with a pail
im fuckin tired of this shit
and i don't care not one bit
that these people are throwin their fit
when they realize i'm done and drivin away from this shit
and you know what they've gotta deal
because this time im for real
and ive got this girl
she's got the real feel
and that's what i need
the support i never had indeed
these people just love to make me bleed
they just want me sitting around and reading
but im fucking done
this place is no fun
the war needs to be won
i need to fuckin move out son
the apartments fuckin clean
but is that enough, i mean
will that place be the right scene
or will we just sit around and watch mister bean
i need somethin better
and i love that black sweater
the dead bird's spirit fetters
as i write this confessional letter
and you know what dude
i'm not a fucking prude
i'm fucking lewd
and i'll fucking prove it to you
i've got my own fucking mind
and even though i'm fucking kind
i'll fucking rewind
now is the time of a changing tide
the sun is rising
and i'm no longer compromising
and we're gonna be driving
boston seems so inviting
i'm done with this
so give me a kiss
let the fucking snakes hiss
they don't know what they'll miss.

your love sustains me

your love sustains me
when the world tries to rearrange this
my plans get derailed
these people wanna keep me jailed
ive been here too long
i wann sing a different song
i wanna live free
thats how i wanna be
these people dont understand
that im in demand
and ive grown into a man
and i can finally stand
your love sustains me
while the world tries to persuade me
to take the easy route
to just give up and shout
but i know better dude
your love is like food
and i like this force
that you give me, it runs the course
and soon i find
im of a new kind
and i feel renewed
because you show me all you can dude
and it makes me feel glad
no longer shaking and mad
and it lets my mind rest
it sets me up to take the test
and you know the rest
i save you for last cause youre the best
dude im tired of these tests
life isnt meant to be this hard
and all this shit
it just fuckin makes me bored
and you can see the lard
collectin on my belly
and my fuckin brain
its turnin into jelly
but ive got the heart of a fighter
that never goes away
and you see what ive got
i've said my peace and i'm here to stay
so baby waddya say
won't you come my way?

how could you

how could you
how could you try and talk me out of it
how could you fuck with my plans
why'd you stop me
why'd you get me to listen
why'd you raise me to listen
why do i always listen
why did you stop me
why did you take the car
why don't you care
why do you stop me
why do you stand in my way
you need to stop
im done with this
you need to fuckin stop
im fuckin movin out
i dont need this anymore
i was wrong before
i needed to come home
but now thats done
i need to get out of here
and you need to leave the path clear
stop trying to stop me
why do you want me here
whats there for me
this is shit here
i need you to stop
you need to let me go
dont stand in my way
dont do it anymore
im leaving this place
and i dont need your blockade
im building up the pace
and i need you to take off the band aid
youre helping too much
and i dont need it anymore
i need to grow strong
and i need you to give me some space sir
you act to kind
and i dont like it
you try to surprise me
but you don't get behind us
so im ready to go
and i don't want no nonsense.

the thoughts keep compilin

the thoughts keep compilin
ill keep confidin
all the thoughts that're hidin
deep inside
and ride the wave
don't hide in a cave
join the rave
dance the night away
but don't take e
that takes all your dopamine
just fuckin be free
be yourself G
dont fuckin worry bout nothin, see?
just be all you can be
but yeah
fuck the army
bullets shootin at 530
killin civilians and enjoyin it
fuckin crazy ass murderin shits
doesnt matter if you dont pay
one mans tax wont stop the war today
they take loans to make tanks great
make the war machine efficients, and senators elated
but this whole system seems a little bit dated
as we're trying to solve problems with bullets and mayhem
maybe we're wrong
just try and sing a song
and get along
and if you dont
if you won't
if you commit crimes like a dolt
then youll get the yolk
of the prison system folk
youre life'll be a joke
from that day 'til the day you choke
depending on the words the judge spoke
on the day you got told
and youll just get tucked into the fold
instead of using chemicals
on little boys and girls
who dont have opinions
on the price of oil
or whether or not the bomb plots foiled
stop exploiting civilians abandon evil goals.

dont keep apologizin

dont keep apologizin
just fuckin keep smilin
it doesnt do me any good
to fuckin be reminded
your fuckin sorrow is wasted
so dont be surprised
if i dont give a shit
when you apologize
so just do your shit
and be confident
dont worry about it
and dont pay the rent
just do what you need to do
and we'll be a team
just worry about you
and we'll live the dream
i see the flashing IM window
and that lets me know
that youve got a thought waiting
its elating
and then reading
feasting
upon thoughts ever fleeting
a text greeting
the true meaning
completely clear
my dear
have no fear
im here
this is the new year
we'll fuckin steer clear
of meddlin kendall and preston weird
and fuckin crazy chris
the kid thats hard to miss
and fuckin flyby sky
drive by hugs and thuggery, why?
shoo fly, don't bother me,
maybe we should just call him fly
i don't fucking give a shit about him don't you see
and you'll always be askin why
don't worry about them
i'll say it again
they're not our problem
just end it then.

are you done with your blog yet

are you done with your blog yet?
got your shit down and confessed?
have you finished with the rest?
are we there yet?
have you read through all my shit?
do you like any one bit?
can you tell me your favorite part?
can you read them from the start?
do you like the things i do?
what about the tone and mood?
are you tryin to be real cool?
i like that youre bloggin dude
i like that youre layin down
hope youre feelin better too now
wonder if the bleedins slowed down
maybe we can send kendall to the pound
how do you feel about leavin town
goin someplace we've never been now
try to figure out how we're gonna make it big
what the fuck do you think man, do you think we can make that shit?
gonna try and be all popular and shit
maybe we'll throw the dart and we won't fuckin miss
dont fuckin let me distract ya girl
with every word you rock your world
keep those thoughts comin outa yer head
its so lovely when you write in bed
im glad you love readin all my stuff
and sometimes girl you really call my bluff
like when you noticed that i was givin you a hard time
and you turned it around on me, that was fine
didnt realize you were that smart at first
but man when it comes its a burst
youve got those bright eyes lighting me up
you know exactly how not to give a fuck
although sometimes people do get to ya
but you shouldnt fuckin worry about that, nah
cause you know what, everybody wants your ass
and they'll never see it comin when you school 'em with your class
cause you've got a fuckin fine ass brain
yeah dude youre so smart its fuckin insane
and its fuckin crazy that you dont think you are at all
you can blame that all on your dad and mom
but here you are youre fuckin free from home
free to fuckin be who you are and all.

fuckin children havin kids

fuckin children havin kids
fuckin sixteen and pregnant
fuckin too immature
to fuckin really ensure
that the kid'll have a life
that he'll have a house and wife
that these thing'd be ensured
is something we ain't fuckin sure
and you know what its crazy
this fuckin kid can't handle it
he's not even fuckin eighteen
doesn't even know what this means
life is hard enough for him
what the fucks he gonna do with a kid
how the fucks he gonna live
and will his mother ever forgive
he's just a little kid
but he's fuckin put in a bid
for some fuckin hard livin
he's gonna have to be workin
hopefully they get along
or that kid wont have a mom
that'll be a fuckin sad state
but at least they won't be givin it away
and im fuckin wonderin how these kids
can even fuckin manage to fuckin live
and as far as all this shit
i think its all fuckin a mess
this kid is gonna have
a child, will he be glad?
dunno if he'll be sad
would it fuckin make him mad?
will the girl fuckin be fine?
i know she aint fuckin right
she's fuckin young and thats not right
to fuckin be raised by a child
dude thats really fuckin wild
dunno if theyll do it
or if theyll go through with it
but her fuckin parents beliefs
are fuckin makin em keep that kid see
so theyre fuckin destined to be
fuckin mom dad and baby
what a weird state that'll be.

abortion

abortion
the solution
the way she avoids confusion
sometimes people need it
they arent ready for this
cant be a parent
not ready for it
cant force it upon us
'les you wanna call social service
'cause we ain't the best
and it's not humane of us
to bring up a kid who won't know shit
that shit won't fly in this fuckin bitch
we gotta fuckin aviod that shit
can't fuckin be a bad parent
we fuckin dont have income
beware of this
this shit aint no fun
you dont wanna fuckin feel like youre killin some one
but it aint a fuckin person until its born
it doesnt even have a fuckin brain when its young
and we gotta fuckin make the fuckin right decision
cant fuckin let it fall on the fuckin shoulders of one
her fuckin brother just had a girl get fuckin pregnant
don't wanna fuckin end up
like that fuckin mash up
they're fuckin fucked up
that kids life's gonna suck
thats not my life
and she aint my wife
though she is my girl
and she means the world
we arent ready
gotta take it steady
and slow
we cant go
and have a child
its too wild
we're too young
we have too much fun
we make too many mistakes
we wouldnt wanna bring in a child just to forsake it
we'll have to rearrange this
we'll just have to go and get her fixed.

she fuckin blogs her thoughts down

she fuckin blogs her thoughts down
tryin to get it all out
lotta shit up in her head
makes her wake while she's in bed
and all the shit that people do
that fuckin bother her fuckin mood
it fuckin behooves her
to be firm
to be clear
and never cheer
for the wrong side
the ride
that she has given
now needs to be forgiven
for the dude is fuckin whack
and needs fuckin revision
doesnt know jack
though he'd claim mastery of nuclear fission
on a mission
to draw submission
from musicians
turned minions
and forces opinions
cry like an onion
hurts like a bunion
his music sucks
nobody gives a fuck
got banned
got man - handled
handles men with kisses
disses are easy
kid makes me queasy
sound bad jeez
and please
fuckin back away
have a nice day
dont come back again
fuckin drive over to spain
let them complain
in vain
about your shit
cause we dont care one bit
just move out
before james shouts.

the fucking pressure is rapture

the fucking pressure is rapture
when expressed in a letter
but i confess that confessional
may never get me a congressional medal
wonder why people try so hard
when theyve got it all in their head
dont know why people fill themselves with lard
or why they just give up and lie down in bed
dont understand why people bitch so much
kinda seem a bit far fetched
but they just seem to not give a fuck
and sometimes i feel stretched
but you know what im better man
and they try to all pull me down
but ill make some shit rearranged and then
we'll fuckin turn that frown around
all these people seem to want my blood
and they seem to want to hurt me real bad
but you know what they're not from my hood
and they'll never ever make me really mad
cause you see im fucking from another place
and they can't touch my experience
yeah they'll never match my fucking pace
and you'll they just fear irreverence
and im gonna move to boston
and we'll see how good it is out there
yeah dude we'll be away from oblivion
and we'll not be around fucking squares
it'll be fucking nice to be away
and i'll love to be down on the coast
yeah dude i'll watch the trees sway
on the beach where people toast
and i wonder if youll ever see
how you fucking see to need tons of help
wonder if you'll ever be
more than just a whelp
can you see how im trying hard to win
and how im trying to be something better than
all the people around who can't see further than
their own fucking hand it's experience
don't let yourself be an inference
of indifference
to the possibility of physics and remember this
you're better, kid.

she thinks they're good

she thinks they're good
thats fuckin cool
her fuckin word
is my fuckin rule
if her mind
can't be fooled
then fuckin dude
i might fuckin rule
im fuckin wonderin
about this shit
im fuckin wonderin
bit by bit
my fuckin words
might build a picture
like fucking curds
ill build a sick show
but do you know
how to flow
yo
cause i dont
i just make my words go
the way they need to
cause words do what they do
and you do that shit too
you type and i like it
it makes me excited
i write that and write this
and make words make right shit
make rights of past wrong shit
dont let bad shit get me down one bit
just let word fits
control this
let the moment
explode in this
these words have power man
they do what they can
to make you understand
what im feeling man
but my minds shot
ill give you what i got
for the hell of it
here's the best of it
there's the rest of it
try and celebrate, don't be celibate.

i love listenin to you type

i love listenin to you type
the minds ripe
the words flow
just let it go
let things happen
let text map them
the thoughts
bought
with moments, past
the ones that last
the memories that cast shadows
arrows
piercin your heart
don't fart
that kids a tart
tired of bart simpson humor from the bar owner,
you dont own her
just back away
another day
you might have your way
with another girl
she might rock your world
but not this one
never gonna happen
just back the fuck away dont cause no problems
or else youll start somethin and i dont know if ill stop it
just back the fuck away or ill have to rob this
moment
let her own this
chris
fucking twit
trying to say shit
dont know one bit
just trying to get high and let shit pass him by, no matter what
just keep writing, although i dont give a fuck
he's got a book
about how we suck
the world
and such
kinda weird
but fuck
what're we gonna do
about such and such
i say, don't give a fuck.

im fuckin wastin my time

im fuckin wastin my time
listened to my father
fucking to my car
fuckin said go no further
but what a fuckin burden
to fuckin try to please
it aint no fuckin ease
and jeez
wheres my car
did yo fuckin take it far
where the fuck is the sticker
i hate to be a stickler
but i need this shit mister
and whys the food here dude
didnt ask, fuckin spoilin my mood
dont fuckin wanna be rude
but what the fuck
and fuckin sky
wiseguy bartender
trying to be a problem fixer and mender
fuckin designer tossed in the blender
comin from fuckin new orlean splendor
fuckin thinks he knows me
likes to say he knows a girl
thinks he fuckin knows the world
he's just a fuckin dude
who fuckin ruins my mood
im not a fuckin prood, i like my freedom
these arent the fuckin terms we agreed upon
im no fuckin moron, just move on
dont need this shit, not tryin to meet oblivion
remember the time we followed the river down
when the cold air was around
and we fuckin snuck under the bridge
and we sat next to each other close enough to kiss
and we could hear the water and the cars whiz
whizkid couldnt do much better
and dude wheres your sweater
you better get some unsurance kid
dont fucking bid on your destruction
let your body properly function
lets get you some water consumption, compulsion
it'll help you
it's propulsion.

scratch my head

scratch my head
might drop dead
the bed
fucking feathers
measure the weather
dead bird heaven
eleven thirty
waking early
for us
the bus
left again
she'll walk to the place and find a bargain
if she can
wishes she were a man
he can
fucking do whatever man
roam free
be me
do things i wanna do, see?
this shit be
a place for me
to do creativety
creatively
forive me
im tired
and slightly wired
coke cans kill my calm
got the world in my palm
but dude
my mood
its bad
im sad
but glad
trying to keep from being mad
cause the world is fucking crazy
and im fuckin bein lazy
my mind is fuckin hazy
but youre fuckin amazing
we're just fucking lazing
but at least we're not imitating
like fucking kendall
full of bull
thoughts to mull
over

im fucking venting

im fucking venting
fucking preventing
myself from fucking hurt
the fucking people that i love
those fucking people sent from above
if you fuckin believe
dont know if i do
but do you?
dude
those fuckin people were rude
and im fucking not in the mood
to fucking deal
for real
im fucking tired
fucking wired
pepsi fucking power
fucking keep you up for hours
my fucking powers
of fucking words
needa fuckin be heard
by herds
the birds
fucking drop dead
in my fucking bed
shat everywhere
without fucking care
its fucking sad
fucking drives you mad
makes you glad
youre fuckin alive
strive
to fuckin make
or break
yourself
or else
you'll fucking waste
your taste
for fucking life
in strife
rife
with misery
the blizzard makes you history
just walk through the mystery
in the white fucking cloud

fuckin rediculous ass shit

fuckin rediculous ass shit
dont give a fuck, not one bit
fuckin people trying to fuckin tell me what to do
you know what, i dont even know who the fuck they are dude
its fuckin rediculous, all these fuckin people are actin fuckin crazy
meanwhile im fuckin sittin here fuckin bein lazy
my days are fuckin borin
i might as fuckin well be snorin
even though in my head im fuckin storin
in my fuckin head all the shit i might otherwise be fuckin ignorin
these fuckin people fuckin get on my fuckin nerves
dont fuckin give a shit about these fuckin herds,
these fuckin people fuckin leavin fuckin trash in my car
fuckin kids fuckin bitchin bout walkin too far
fuckin duffy won some shit this fuckin year
and the fuckin grammys fuckin made shit fuckin clear
we fuckin cant fuckin trust these fuckin people with our shit
they do us fuckin justice not one fuckin bit
our fuckin bands are fuckin gettin fuckin stood the fuck up
and people just dont seem to fuckin give a fuck
and shit seems completely fuckin fucked up
as these people seem fuckin happy to call it indie rock
and fuckin meanwhile these fuckin people seem to call shit world music
what the fuck is that shit bhangras fuckin folk acoustic
these fuckin people fuckin tryin to classify us
they fuckin deserve to fuckin ride on the fuckin short bus
they seem to fuckin try to ignore us
as they fuckin try to have their conversations
then they fuckin leave fuckin bombs
for fuckin sky to use to fuckin spoil relations
these are fucking indications of a shitty fuckin place
and i fuckin want out of this fuckin rat race
i dont fuckin wanna fuckin play fuckin ball
id rather fuckin run in the fuckin hall
id fuckin skip class and fuckin cut my hair
id fuckin rather do that shit than fuckin go there
to fuckin be their bitch is to fuckin not live life
and my fuckin heads fillin with all sorts of fuckin strife
im fuckin tired of fuckin walkin around and seein that fuckin kitchen knife
im fuckin wonderin bout that fat kid and his fuckin fat wife
where the fuck did all my friends fuckin scurry off too
im fuckin wonderin if we're fuckin gonna do the same dude
did they fuckin run away and fuckin build a new life
did they fuckin move away get a house and a wife?

im fuckin full of fuckin chaos

im fuckin full of fuckin chaos
my fuckin girl fuckin says she fuckin has cancer
she has no fuckin doctors answer
fuckin got no fuckin insurance
fuckin leavin it fuckin to me
fuckin tired of this fuckin bullshit
fuck wanna just get to the east coast
fuckin tired of fuckin bird shit
fucking dead birds fucking rats
fucking windows fucking traps
fucking chimneys let them down
fucking bread crums lying around
fucking fucking heckling my girl
fucking psychopath fucking harassing us all
fucking songs fucking posted in hate
fucking bartendars wont fucking go away
fucking owners fucking think they know it all
and a fucking girl who fucking cares about it all
im fucking trying to teach her to not give a shit
but its fucking hard she wont fucking budge an inch
im fucking trying to fucking get my thoughts across
but its fucking hard because of this fucking chaos
im nearly fucking at a loss
because im fucking used to being the fucking boss
she's a fucking humbling experience
to fucking have a girl, they fucking endear us
they fucking know fucking what to do
to fucking bend us round their fucking fingers dude
and its fucking feeling like a fucking manipulate
even fucking though it fucking feels like a date
im fucking feeling like im fucking irate
and it fucking makes me sit and fucking contemplate
they fucking say we're fucking not anywhere fucking near mainstream
fucking trying to fucking wreck our fucking dear pipe dream
fucking tired of fucking seeing the fucking same shit everywhere
you fucking have to fucking go to the fucking interenet if you fucking care
got fucking people like fucking heidi and spencer on tv
fucking makes me fuckin wonder what the fuck they're trying to be
fuckin comedians fuckin seem to have their fuckin shit together
fuckin wonderin if ill ever fuckin do stand up myself
fuckin thinkin im fuckin tired of these fuckin chris clones
fuckin tryin to fuckin live a fuckin life of my own
fuckin tired of fuckin people fuckin tellin me whats what
you know fucking what? i dont fucking give a fuck.

time fuckin passes

time fuckin passes
as we fuckin watch the fuckin tv
and these fuckin kids fuckin get to me
im fuckin cyclin through my old fuckin shit
im fuckin bloggin bout the bad things from my fuckin past
trying to fuckin remember every fuckin mental gash
fuckin feelin fuckin like a fuckin rat in a cage
fuckin feelin fuckin like im lettin loose my inner rage
but fuckin thats ok because we've got shit for the stage
we'll fucking be a fucking song sage
we'll fucking make them understand
they'll fucking know our language
they'll fucking see through our fucking eyes
they'll fucking walk in our boots instead
i'll be fucking glad when we're fucking through
with all these fucking issues
seems fucking like she carries around baggage
fucking seems to weigh me down
fuckin fills my head with chaos
fuckin makes me feel real mad
fuckin tired of this shit
fuckin makes me feel two bit
fuckin drives me down the wrong road
fuckin kills my fuckin spirit
fuckin tired of fuckin preston
and absolutely tired of kendall
fuckin tired of skys fuckin words
fucking tired of fucking james's advice
fucking tired of fucking jimmy's style
fucking tired of the 88
fucking tired of being hit on by gays
its a fucking fine choice to be that fucking way
but fucking stay the fuck away from me today
fucking people trying to fucking give their fucking unwarrented opinion
fucking play a fucking song youve fucking already rehearsd
he fucking said he was a fucking music school grad
that fucking shit just fucking makes me mad
these fuckin people fuckin tryin to fuckin tell us what to do
do they fucking know who the fuck we are dude
the fucking only time i fucking made any fucking cash
was when i fucking did a fucking led zeppelin mash
my fucking drums are fuckin payin fuckin tiny fuckin bills
its fuckin killin fuckin my will for fuckin thrills
so we'll fuckin see if we can fuckin run for the hills.

this fuckin kendall kid fuckin pisses me off

this fuckin kendall kid fuckin pisses me off
fuckin roamin around fuckin doesnt give a fuck
fuckin tryin to fuckin write all these fuckin songs about fuckin people
its fuckin evil
i dont fuckin understand why fuckin people give a shit
when he fuckin tries to open his mouth and fuckin spit
and then fuckin preston fuckin tryin to do his shit
fuckin depressed motherfucker fuckin whinin about random bits
doesnt fuckin make sense that people fuckin follow his shit
he fuckin sings about sad shit every fuckin day
his fuckin sound guys weird, really fuckin strange
and his fuckin music is boring, doesnt seem all that great
but im fuckin wonderin why the fuck he tries to fuckin track us down
we dont fuckin give a fuck about his fucking self, he just fucking makes us frown
all the fucking shit he did, he fucking let us down
fucking led us got, fucking got us to drive him around
fucking bought that kid shit, fucking fed his ass
and at the fucking show, he fucking had no class
and this fucking sky kid
what the fuck is his problem
fucking serves us fucking drinks
and fucking steals fucking anita
doesnt fucking make any sense
fucking back the fuck off
if you fucking get hurt, ill fucking call it self defense
and fucking shit that these fucking people trying to fucking pull all the time
fucking shit fucking pisses me off big time
these fucking kids are fucking strange why the fuck to people listen
when you fucking talk their fucking eyes fucking glisten
except they fucking dont, they're fucking black holes
fucking listless fucking looks, their fucking eyes like fucking coals
who fucking gives a fucking shit about their fucking mindless drivel
they fuckin wanna fuckin talk in fuckin endless fucking riddles
and fuckin tryin to fuckin make us fuckin feel like fuckin shit
it fuckin doesnt fuckin matter because they're fuckin little bitches
these fuckin people are fuckin snitches
and they fuckin wanna fuckin close the inches
if they fuckin want their fuckin tips
and they fuckin want their fuckin chances
they needa fuckin bring about some fuckin changes
fuckin dont forget jimmy and george the fucking twosome
the fucking things they fucking come up with are fucking gruesome
the fucking music fucking played is fucking stale as shit
im fucking tired of fucking this im fucking at the end of my wit.

my shits fuckin weak

my shits fuckin weak
fuckin lost the plot
tryin figure shit out
bit its fuckin hard as shit
dont know whats fuckin goin on
livin in the fuckin basement
tryin to fuckin figure out where im goin
got some fuckin dead birds in the apartment
dunno what the fuck is going on there
fuckin makin me pull out my hair
shits not fuckin great its fuckin crazy
and all this fuckin livins fuckin makin me lazy
im fuckin ready to get the fuck outa this house
fuckin tired of seein a fuckin dead mouse
fuckin tired of all the birds shittin everywhere
fuckin tired of watchin grammys not seein indians anywhere
fuckin pissed that the band i like didnt fuckin win
and fuckin dude who did didn't fuckin give a shit
the fuckin douchebag with the glasses tryin to fuckin talk to the masses
but who fuckin gives a shit about this fuckin two bit fuckin piece of shit
fuckin rediculous ass shit
fuckin tryin to put fuckin random people together
fuckin makin mccartney play the same old shit
fuckin beatles songs after fuckin 40 years
fuckin rediculous ass fuckin shit
at radiohead was fuckin good
and fuckin coldplay was on the ball
that was fuckin great to watch
but fuckin robert plant winning best album
fuckin rediculous
tryin to fuckin make up for the fact that they didnt do shit for zeppelin
fuckin spittin in the face of our generation
its fuckin rediculous shit
im fuckin tired of this nation
these people are fuckin ready to accept anything
theyll fuckin pounce on you if you fuckin give a shit
just fuckin look at christian bale
the fuckin guy walked across the fuckin stage
and he fuckin got in a rage
which is fuckin fine in my fuckin mind
but these people are fuckin burnin him at the steak
its fuckin rediculous shit mate
but thats fuckin alright we're fuckin outa here
thats fuckin clear

fuckin watchin leno

fuckin watchin leno
and we're tryin to fuckin figure this shit out
we're fuckin workin on new shit
and anita's fuckin sick
we're tryin to fuckin get to boston
and we're tryin to fuckin get out of this town
just ate a fuckin orange
this towns gettin fuckin borin
the apartments fuckin clean
are we gonna hit the 88?
dunno
but we're gonna get some insurance
we're gonna try and make this shit work
tryin to figure out what the fucks goin on
tryin to get our fuckin band to work well
perhaps we'll add a fuckin synth
maybe we'll fuckin axe the acoustic
the drums are done
we'll fuckin get new ones
fuckin electric
they fuckin might be the trick
dunno fuckin how this shit'll work
and i'm fuckin not tryin to be a jerk
but fuckin christian bale didn't do shit wrong
fuckin leno is a fuckin bore
craig ferguson does shit right
the grammys were a fucking waste of time last night
robert plant fuckin winnin best album
what the fuck happened to radiohead and coldplay
and the guy with the fuckin beard was tryin to say all sorts of bullshit
who fucking gives a shit what they're tryin to say
and all the fuckin duos were fuckin borin
my fuckin parents are just like chris
there's a lot of fuckin people that fuckin piss us off
we don't give a shit - we don't give afuck
trying to fuckin get to the fuckin east coast
tryin to fuckin be like a used to be
like i wanna be
i fuckin wanna be free
fuckin wanna be like me?
we'll fuckin see
but we'll fuckin ride to boston
in the fuckin car
and we'll fuckin see what it's about

fuckin sittin in the basement

fuckin sittin in the basement
we just did the 88
im not feelin well
kinda wish i was wasted
fuckin woman at the bar was a bitch
fuckin sky can zip that shit
kendalls stopped coming so thats great
half the bar wants my woman, mate
pulled out some old records
need to take her to the doctor
moms laid up in a sling
dad fuckin removed everything
dreamin of goin to boston
apartment was completely filthy
one day i may end up in england
iceland is full of greenery
qegs was a great place
the house is gone and thats a shame
the town is going down the drain
that family still remains
im bored as hell in this basement
there's nothing to do in this town
spent too long in the midwest
its time to leave, it's for the best
forteen years spent in this hole
im twenty two and growing bold
my friends have all moved on
ive been left alone
we used to hit the bars and drink
now me and anita talk and think
we write our songs and sometimes to her i wink
my parents drive me to the brink
preston was a joking fucker
kendall was worse than the other
chris was a prissy sissy boy
my parents seem to fit the list
my sister has moved out
her friend gave her baby away
ohio state is boring
its been snowing
the beats went real well
sky can go to hell
we had a snobby crowd
thats alright we have each other

so we're fuckin sittin in dayton

so we're fuckin sittin in dayton
eatin some fuckin indian
listenin to some fuckin glam rock
just after the super bowl
she slept through it
with an upset stomache
had a bad steak
thats alright
we're gonna be headin to boston soon
we'll see what kinda shit that place brings
not fuckin sure what kinda shit we'll find
but it'll be a fucking adventure
pulled out the loop pedal today
ran through some of the songs
ran it through the amp
at the 88 we played all our set
kendall's not comin back
preston's been dealt with
and chris's far away
we're dealin with our pasts
and lookin forward to the future
not sure what the fucks gonna come
but thats life
thats the fuckin fun of it
she's tryin to spoonfeed me some
im not really havin any of it
caught a glimpse of oasis on the screen
fuckin great british band
i can feel the energy comin back to me
we went through a bad patch
had alot of bad shit happen to us
but we're fuckin makin it through
i'm fuckin blockin fuckers on facebook
and she's fuckin runnin the myspace
i've been makin pictures
she's been takin 'em
she showed me some of hers
goin through her past
and we swapped stories
she says i needa go to england
i love her for that
it'll be fuckin great to go
can't fuckin wait
and i'm definately fuckin glad i've got her by my side