1. |
Hashtag Whatever
02:34
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Listening, talking, writing, watching,
Speaking, reading, clicking, scrolling,
Trolling, posting, hosting, boasting,
making, taking, playing, straying
It’s all a mess
They say it makes a success
But I regret
Having too much in my head
I want to work in a mill
Make something with my hands
Don’t force feed me another pill
From Silicon Land
Elect a demogogue
Go ahead and play god
sell all my information
can’t make me pledge allegiance
take all my brainwaves
turn em into slave states
amplify your hate
right through our country drive a stake
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2. |
S@#!
02:16
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What do ya do
What do ya say
When everything falls to shit
All the walls
fall down
and you can’t trust anyone with
All your secrets man
No one seems the same
As when we were young
How can we stay sane?
I’m just a man
Without a plan
I’m just a man
I ain’t got no plan
What do ya do
What do ya say
ya go to the bar
And have a drink
Sit down on the stool
And have yourself a think
Of all the places man
n your life went wrong
all the paths you took
To get to this song
I’m just a man
Without a plan
I’m just a man
I ain’t got no plan
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3. |
West
02:25
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We’re tryin our best
to make our way out west
We bought a piece of land
Somewhere north
of the rio grande
We want some piece of mind
from the trials east of the rhine
We want some resolve
to lay down roots and
build guilded halls and
Oh my god
Oh my god
We’re makin out plans
to put up fences and
turn dirt with hands
We’re makin good time
running our legacy
through our minds
We’re putting up walls
laying down floorboards
praying to the gods
We’re trying our best
to be a good family
of christians and
Oh my god
Oh my god
Nothing turned out
the soils sour
the wood is rot
We’re straight out of luck
this ain’t our land
and we sure don’t belong and
Oh my god
Oh my god
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4. |
Louisa
03:29
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Louisa, I want to take all your dark visions
and turn them into sweet dreams
with a set of nice clouds on top of the mountains
a river and a dell running between
Louisa, as paranoia sets into your being
turning all of your habits into a nightmare
I’ll hold you dear mother and make damn sure
you fall swiftly and gently to sleep
Louisa, how many times have you called the police
our sisters and brothers can’t connect with what you see
How I wish I could watch through your eyes
and make you whole and pristine
Louisa, the indigo from the sky reflects your anxiety
The sun sets over your shoulders
The waves crash and tear your body asunder
But our love will hold you together
What holds us forever
What binds our minds together
When strings detach
And neurons fall into the ether
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5. |
4th and Wall
03:57
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Looks like we’re moving down
4th and wall after all
the bars close down
I see young kids
shootin up in
belltown and lower queen anne
celia I want to start over again
I just want to move away
from all these cookie cutter highrises
and mansions by the sea
we ain’t a made for this life
in the sky
i can see the branches disappear
shake some cash loose
and make our way outta here
Sometimes when I’m walking
around South Lake Union
I kinda wonder what it used to look like
was it a bunch of brick buildings
and old craftsmans
turned to sterile boxes in the sky
Celia I want to start over again
I’m just scared to move away
this path wasn’t part of the bargain
but sometimes it’s ok to give up a friend
we ain’t a made for this life
in the sky
i can see the branches disappear
shake some cash loose
and make our way outta here
Celia I want this to be the one place
where I can hold you in my arms
but we just ain’t got the money
to live life where we want
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