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When I wake up in the morning
I feel just like I want to die
I take the toaster in the bath
Fry some eggs right on my ass
And eat my breakfast somwhere in the sky
Or maybe on my way to work
I could swearve out of my lane
That would cause a thirteen car pile up
I’d be ejected off a bridge
And drown becuase I had no arms to swim
Drink some ajax on the rocks
Snort oxycontin by the box
It’s not that cool if you just blow yourself away
Pretend that red really means go
Contract some AIDS from every ho
And kill yourself today in a fun way
Maybe a night out on the town
Id rob a bank then kill some cops
Wed have a showdown in a parking lot
Id kill and kill until im caught
And blow out my brains with my last shot
Drink some ajax on the rocks
Snort oxycontin by the box
It’s not that cool if you just blow yourself away
Pretend that red really means go
Contract some AIDS from every ho
And kill yourself today in a fun way
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SHIT
01:08
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Fuck x 28,000
Shit!!!
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Condoms and Cigarettes
02:00
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I’m like a naked pope in the vatican
Walking through the door overhead marked as “sin”
I’m thinking this is wrong but I don’t care right now
I knew that it would end bad I didn’t know the how
The summer romance didn’t last long
The shitty year the shitty love song
And then it changed before I moved away
To late to see that I never intended to stay
Condoms and cigarettes
Little to no regrets
It’s the little things in life you hold on to
The little things in life that you hold on to
Met her there finished the story here
A couple days in a couple years
A sad goodbye we didn’t talk again
I don’t think about it much but every now and then
Condoms and cigarettes
Little to no regrets
It’s the little things in life you hold on to
The little things in life that you hold on to
Condoms and cigarettes
Little to no regrets
It’s the little things in life you hold on to
The little things in life that you hold on to
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Screamin' on a Jet Plane
01:34
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It’s monday night we’re on a flight
And we’re all headed back to home
And we’re so happy happy and
Nothing going to change our world
Hold fast sit tight we’ve got a hijacked plane in flight
We’re going down we got to make it stand our ground
The tensions high please tell my wife and kids goodbye
I don’t think that we will survive
Somebody help me stay alive
Cause we’re screamin on a jet plane
Don’t know if we’ll be back again
Hold on I think we’re gonna die
They killed the crew some passengers are dead too
Some make some calls it’s the last one
Cause the will of god is stronger than us all
No hero’s gonna save your life
This time ain’t no hollywood fuax strife
We’re screamin screamin sreamin screamin silent
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If I had a fucking hundred million dollars
I’d bitch slap some old whore in central park
And I’d buy myself a big jet plane
And crash it into anything
And kill a thousand people just like that
If I had one hundred million dollars
I’d shoot a big fat load of heroin
I’d drive around in a car real fast
Intil I had a heart attack
And take out as many assholes as I can
If I had one hundred million dollars
I’d cover myself in other peoples blood
I’d run screaming through the streets
Have a party eat raw meat
Contract e.coli and shit myself to death
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We're Taking Hostages
01:50
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We’re taking hostages!!!! X8
We’re taking hostages nobody make a sound
We’re taking hostages get down and face the ground
We’re taking hostages nobody move or think
The feeling settled in started to sink
God help us BANG!
Please Somebody BANG!
I only want to BANG!
Tell my wife I said good BANG!
You should have listened but instead
You all got shot and now your dead
No more hostages!!!
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7. |
The Gap
01:15
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The gap between your ability to reach a higher standard
Of living is a tidal wave of social sanctions
Governed but those hate, preach love
I’ll love you if you look like me think like me spend like me
Fuck off deviant mannerless worthless pennyless
Reconing of christ is near wash the world
Don’t forget to wash your face
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Let's Mess With Texas
01:05
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Let's mess with Texas
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Egg and Sperm
00:22
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Outdated and unprofessional that’s what we’ve always been told
It’s not the cynicism it’s just that no one comes to our shows
I don’t think we sound like all the other bands
There may be similarities but that’s all
And why should I complain why should I even care
Cause we’re outdated and unprofessional x4
What up now we’re just rehashing old songs
Cause right now I’m getting fucked up like I used to
And whoever said punks dead should be shot right in the head
Cause we’re outdated and unprofessional x4
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Whiskey Tango is from Fairbanks, AK. Started in '96 ended in '12.
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