1. |
Life's A Dirty Shit Show
01:49
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((Spoken Word))
Let's settle in Mister Belvedere
We're Heading to the moon
You might experience some turbulence upon leaving the atmosphere,
But that's just the pain of the working class
Oh no, don't worry,
They can't get us up here
They can't afford it!! (hahaha)
Would you like some cocaine?
How about some caviar and a glass of champagne?
Sure, I can get you a silk towel
Fat pockets and a powdered nose
No remorse and money to blow
Perverted sex on a private planes
God-like rush of giving pain
(Life's a dirty shit show, life's a dirty shit show)
Billionaires playing with rocket ships
Politicians just don't give a shit
Can't afford rent, so we'll live in the streets
We'll turn skid row into the USA
Forced to prostitute just to make ends meet
Sell my fucking plasma for a bite to eat
My pillow guy says I should pray
God's busy, couldn't answer me
(Life's a dirty shit show, life's a dirty shit show)
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Bad Driver
01:22
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Bad driver!
Bad driver!
Bad driver, bad driver BAD DRIVER!
Bad driver, bad driver LOOKOUT!
You know, I roll outta bed and I start my day
A fist full of pills, got my coffee on the way
I get behind the wheel, not a care in the world
I'll run over pets and people and even little girls!
What's a turn signal? Why the hell would you use one?!
What's a speed limit for? Nothing splatters going slow!
A jeep with a family! I've got no dignity!
Fuck a red light, I gotta be there first!
I'm a bad driver!
Bad driver!
Bad driver, bad driver, BAD DRIVER!
Bad driver, bad driver LOOKOUT!
Please use your turn signal
Watch when you're backing out
Don't text and drive
Leave early, arrive on time
Please use a seatbelt
Please mind the speed limit
Please check your blind spot
Never ever lane hop
This is simple shit
You should have learned
Way long ago,
Way back in Driver's Ed
Don't be a fool cause
Manslaughter isn't cool
Bad drivers are
Pieces of shit
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3. |
Florida Bound
01:25
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I'm headed south
Down 75
A change of pace
To reset my life
I'm Florida bound
Where my grandparents reside
Gonna lay my head
Where the sun always shines
I'm either homeless or here
In the blink of an eye
Abandon my friends
For the sake of my life
My girlfriend's sick
She doesn't know why
She can pass out
In the blink of an eye
Hospital stays
Lonely nights
Listening to my
Grandparents fight
My grandfather,
He hates his life
Blames all his regrets
On his loving wife
With COPD
Chain smoker for life
He pauses to breathe
He just wants to die
Grandma doesn't sleep
She's awake at night
I'm sure she wonders
Where it went wrong in life
God bless my mom
I love her for life
I'm on my way
Down the 75
Maybe buy a house
When my credit score's high
So my lady and I
Can move on with our lives
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Pills Columbus, Ohio
Two fellas who wanted to pursue avenues of creative songwriting they often don't get to explore. A chance message over Facebook Messenger lead us to this. Enjoy!
Music: Riley
Voice + Words: Brady
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